After lunch, the livestream rooms of the five families began to subtly diverge in tone.
Su Family.
Jiang Yao set down her chopsticks and leaned back in satisfaction. The three dishes and one soup had been completely cleared—there wasn’t even a drop left of the yam rib soup. Su Jingyang alone had finished more than half of it.
“I’ll wash the dishes,” Su Jingyang said as he stood up and began clearing the table.
Jiang Yao raised a brow. “You?”
“Yes.”
Su Muzhe spoke up faintly from the side. “Dad, you’re the Chairman of the Su Group.”
Without even looking up, Su Jingyang replied, “Does the chairman not wash dishes? Then you wash them.”
The moment he said that, Su Muzhe immediately covered his mouth and shook his head.
The bullet comments exploded instantly:
【Holy crap! Boss Su personally washing dishes!】【Chairman of the Su Group washing dishes at home—what kind of perfect husband is this!】【Mother cooks, Father washes dishes, Son eats—this family division of labor is too scientific】【@my husband, look at this family! Now look at you!】【Sisters, forward this video to your man immediately!】
Su Jingyang rolled up his sleeves, revealing his smooth, well-defined forearms, and began washing the dishes with practiced ease. Water from the faucet ran steadily, and his long, strong fingers moved efficiently as soap bubbles shimmered softly under the light.
The cameraman very knowingly zoomed in.
The bullet comments went wild again:
【These hands! THESE HANDS! I’m done for!】【Hand fetish people are winning today】【He’s just washing dishes, why am I blushing watching this】【Boss Su even looks handsome while washing dishes—this is illegal】
Jiang Yao leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching his back, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
Su Muzhe leaned over and whispered, “Mom, what are you looking at?”
Jiang Yao calmly looked away. “The scenery.”
Su Muzhe: “……What scenery is there in the kitchen?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
Su Muzhe: “……”
Bullet comments were dying of laughter:
【LOL “you wouldn’t understand”】【Mother: I’m looking at my husband, kids don’t ask】【Su Muzhe: I should not be here】
After finishing the dishes, Su Jingyang dried his hands and glanced at the time. “I’ll go to the study and handle some work.”
Jiang Yao nodded. “Go ahead.”
Su Muzhe said, “Dad, I’m going out to play for a bit.”
Su Jingyang looked at him. “Have you finished your homework?”
Su Muzhe looked confused. It was the first day of winter break—what homework?
The bullet comments:
【Su Muzhe looks exactly like a kid avoiding homework】【I want to slack off too】【Help me please let me go】
“In a while,” came the calm reply, carrying no obvious pressure—but also an undeniable tone that refused refusal.
The father and son headed upstairs.
Jiang Yao stretched lazily. “I’ll take a nap.”
Su Muzhe turned back. “Mom, you’re not coming to watch us?”
Jiang Yao waved dismissively. “Watch you two grown men do what? Nothing interesting.”
Then she walked toward the bedroom, leaving Su Muzhe looking helpless.
【LOL Mother is too real】【Nap > Husband + Son】【Jiang Yao: you all continue, I choose sleep】
Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling across the wooden desk. Two entire walls of bookshelves were packed full—from business management to military strategy, from classical literature to modern science.
Su Jingyang sat at the desk and opened his laptop. His long, articulate fingers tapped steadily on the keyboard, occasionally pausing as his brows slightly furrowed, as if weighing an important decision.
Across from him, Su Muzhe sat at another desk, surrounded by exercise books and test papers.
The cameraman set up the shot and quietly recorded.
The study room was extremely quiet—only the sound of typing and occasional pages turning.
The bullet comments floated slowly:
【So quiet, I’m afraid to breathe loudly】【Is this what a rich family study room looks like?】【Father working seriously is too handsome】【Wait, Su Muzhe is doing homework? The sun must be rising in the west】
Su Muzhe stared at a physics problem, his brows knitting tighter and tighter. He spun his pen a few times, then finally put it down and looked up.
“Dad.”
“Mm?” Su Jingyang glanced up.
“This question…” Su Muzhe pushed the workbook forward. “I don’t know how to do it.”
Su Jingyang stood and walked over, leaning down beside him to look.
His posture bent slightly as his finger tapped the page. His voice was low and patient. “This problem is about force analysis. First, look at this inclined plane…”
Su Muzhe leaned in and listened carefully.
Sunlight spilled over both of them, creating a quiet, warm scene.
The bullet comments became lively again:
【Father teaching son—so warm】【Boss Su personally tutoring homework, so down-to-earth】【I thought rich families all hire tutors】【He is basically a top student himself, why would he need one】【I don’t want physics, I want romance stories!】【Tell us your love story with Mom instead!】【Such a good show but I’m getting sleepy】【I’m out, I can’t handle this anymore】
After finishing the explanation, Su Jingyang straightened. “Got it?”
Su Muzhe nodded. “Got it.”
“Then solve it once.”
Su Muzhe picked up his pen and worked through it on scratch paper. His steps were clear, his reasoning correct, and he arrived at the right answer.
Su Jingyang nodded in satisfaction. “Good.”
A faint smile appeared on Su Muzhe’s lips, though he quickly suppressed it and continued to the next question.
【He’s clearly happy but trying to act cool LOL】【Tsundere confirmed】【Their interaction feels so natural, no distance at all】【This is nothing like what I imagined rich families to be like】
At that moment, a few sour comments floated across the screen:
【Tch, so rich and he still can’t do simple problems? Rich kids really are useless】【I learned this in middle school】【Rich kids are just like that】【All money, no real ability】
Immediately, others fired back:
【??? Who’s the bitter one here】【What does it have to do with you if he can’t do it】【Everyone has different strengths, his piano skills are amazing, why don’t you mention that】【Exactly】【Stop being jealous, it’s ugly】
The chat turned chaotic, but the father and son remained completely unaware.
Soon, Su Muzhe encountered another difficult problem and looked up again.
“Dad, this one.”
Su Jingyang set down his mouse and walked over again.
This time it was a complex electromagnetic induction problem involving multiple concepts. He did not give the answer directly. Instead, he guided step by step.
“First, think about how to determine the magnetic field direction?”
Su Muzhe thought for a moment and drew a diagram.
Su Jingyang glanced at it. “Correct. Then?”
“Then Lorentz force direction?”
“Right-hand rule.”
Understanding dawned on him, and he continued working through it.
The bullet comments gradually shifted tone:
【Father’s teaching method is actually really good】【I actually understood it???】【This is better than some teachers】【His patience is insane, I would’ve snapped already】【Not only rich, but educated, patient, and handsome】【Where are the haters now? Speak up】【They got shut down LOL】
After a while, Su Muzhe finished a full worksheet and stretched.
He looked at his father across the desk. The man was still focused on work, occasionally answering phone calls in a low voice, careful not to disturb him.