Because it was the weekend, after her afternoon nap, Su Wanqing took the little one back to the Su family home.
Ever since she transmigrated, she had been busy sorting out the timeline of this world and hadn’t had time to return to the original host’s home.
Taking advantage of the weekend, she brought little Shimu back for a visit.
Ever since Shimu could remember, he had rarely appeared in front of the Su family. He was only brought back occasionally for appearances at necessary events and banquets.
The Su family was a prominent household in the capital, and their villa was decorated in a modern style.
“Wanwan?” As soon as she entered after scanning her fingerprint, she heard a voice—it was the original host’s mother, Ye Shi.
In the novel, Su Wanqing, as the primary villain, owed much of her personality to her parents’ indulgence and doting.
But in truth, a large part of it was because Su Wanqing knew how to act cute and put on a show.
Ye Shi and Su Wanqing’s father, Su Zhan, were not in a typical business marriage.
Their child was not the product of a strategic alliance, but of love. On top of that, Su Wanqing had been soft and adorable since childhood, winning everyone’s affection.
Her older brother doted on her as well. Moreover, Ye Shi had nearly died giving birth to her, so the family inevitably favored her more. Unfortunately, that indulgence ultimately became the very thing that destroyed her.
In the novel, after Su Zhan saw the video of his daughter being assaulted, he suffered a fatal heart attack. Su Wanqing’s mother couldn’t bear the blow and went insane. Her brother, after the company went bankrupt, was both furious and heartbroken over Su Wanqing. Yet she was still his sister—when he tried to track down those responsible for revenge, he was hacked to death.
So, in the end, anyone who had even a slightly close relationship with the original host met a tragic fate.
“Mom,” Su Wanqing called out. Then she turned to little Shimu. “Mumu, call her Grandma.”
“Grandma,” little Shimu said obediently.
Ye Shi was briefly startled upon seeing him, then responded warmly, “Ah, come sit.”
Su Wanqing led Shimu to sit on the sofa. “Where are Dad and my brother?”
Ye Shi gestured for a servant to bring a fruit platter. “They’ve both gone to the company. You only called this afternoon to say you were coming back—you should’ve come at noon. I could’ve made your favorite dishes. Look at you, you’ve gotten so thin.” Her tone was full of undisguised concern.
Su Wanqing picked up a piece of mango and fed it to Shimu. “Mumu needs his nap at noon. We live so close anyway—it’s not like we had to rush back just for a meal.”
Su Wanqing couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her heart.
Su Wanqing’s mother was probably the first person in this world to treat her with such genuine kindness and gentleness, without any hidden motives.
Even if this affection was originally meant for someone else, she still felt touched, and her tone unconsciously carried a hint of coquettishness.
Ye Shi frowned slightly, suspicious. As for Su Wanqing’s child, they could count on one hand how many times they’d seen him in a year. Before, they would occasionally ask about him, but Su Wanqing had always been resistant, sometimes letting slip a few words of dislike.
Su Zhan would scold her for it, but later, Su Wanqing even stopped coming home for months because of it. In the end, for the sake of family harmony, everyone stopped bringing it up.
“Wanwan, come with me,” Ye Shi said, the more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
“Mumu, sit here for a while. I’ll be back soon, okay?” Su Wanqing said gently to the little boy.
Shimu nodded.
Ye Shi led Su Wanqing into a room and asked, “What are you up to this time?” Before Su Wanqing could respond, her tone turned serious. “Wanwan, I don’t know what you’re planning, but children are innocent. No matter how you behaved before, your father and I indulged you—you’re our daughter, and we care about you deeply. But once you’ve made a choice, you have to take responsibility for it. Do you understand?”