Chapter 70: The Vicious Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family · 70

Su Wenyu looked at the people before him, identical in appearance to his real-world parents. For a moment, he stared, lost in thought.

Tao Li, meanwhile, hadn’t expected Su Wenyu to actually be willing to call her “Mom.” She was so overcome with emotion she couldn’t stop her tears from falling. Zhou Jun, afraid the kids wouldn’t like them acting this way, quickly nudged his wife with his elbow, signaling her to stop crying.

Tao Li also knew crying now wasn’t good. She hastily wiped her tears with the back of her hand, then looked at him with red-rimmed eyes and asked, “How are you feeling now? Is your body a little better?”

Su Wenyu snapped back to reality. Meeting Tao Li’s gaze, he subconsciously glanced at Zhou Jun too.

Because their faces were so strikingly similar to those in the real world, the nervousness Su Wenyu had felt about meeting the original host’s biological parents for the first time vanished instantly. There was even a sense of wanting to be close to them.

Hearing his mother’s question, Su Wenyu obediently answered, “Much better. Just feel a little tired still.”

People with fevers often feel weak all over. The tiredness Su Wenyu described was about that.

But after one bag of IV fluids, he indeed felt much better. His head wasn’t as miserable. Just his throat was still a bit dry, not entirely comfortable.

Su Wenyu turned his head away and coughed lightly, covering his mouth.

Tao Li immediately said, “Once the IV is done and we get home, go lie down in your room and rest for a while. Your and Zhou Xu’s rooms are all tidied up. The sheets and duvet covers are washed and sun-dried. They’re all very clean.”

The original ‘Su Wenyu’ had met his biological parents once before, brought along by Shi Pei. But back then, their circumstances were poor, and the original host found everything dirty.

Now, Tao Li was worried that their son, finally back for a visit, might insist on going to a hotel if he found it dirty.

But they had finally gotten to see their biological son. They really couldn’t bear only seeing him for such a short time each day.

Su Wenyu didn’t overthink it. He had long since separated himself from the original host. Hearing Tao Li’s words, Su Wenyu just nodded, not refusing.

Tao Li and Zhou Jun exchanged a glance, both immediately overjoyed.

Though happy, they didn’t keep pestering Su Wenyu with talk, afraid he was still unwell and would find conversation bothersome.

But while the couple had focused on Su Wenyu since entering, they hadn’t forgotten Zhou Xu either.

Once Su Wenyu leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, Tao Li considerately asked Zhou Xu a few questions about how life had been at the Su family recently.

Because Su Wenyu was nearby, Tao Li and Zhou Jun’s wording was more tactful. They mainly wanted to see if Zhou Xu had been looked down upon by others since going to the Su family.

Zhou Xu reassured them, explaining he was doing very well, and Shi Pei and Su Duanhong treated him well too.

He had also adjusted to the new school, got along fine with his classmates, and Su Wenyu treated him well. He told them not to worry.

Tao Li saw his expression was normal, not a trace of unhappiness, and her heart was immediately set at ease.

By the time Su Wenyu’s IV fluids were all finished, two hours had passed.

After the needle mark on the back of Su Wenyu’s hand stopped bleeding, he went to the restroom first, then followed Zhou Xu and his parents home.

This time, Zhou Xu didn’t even have to pull the suitcases. Tao Li and Zhou Jun vied to take one each, insisting they not tire themselves out—even though Zhou Xu was a tall, powerfully built young man over one hundred ninety centimeters.

In their parents’ eyes, they were just kids who had traveled for hours and were finally home.

Tao Li and Zhou Jun’s current residence was in a residential area relatively close to their shop. The lanes inside were narrow, cars parked hugging the walls on both sides, forcing Zhou Jun to drive slowly and carefully maneuver, finally stopping in front of a semi-old five-story residential building.

“You two get out and go home first. I’ll go park the car.” Zhou Jun opened the trunk. Su Wenyu quickly followed Zhou Xu and Tao Li out of the car.

Another car was coming in behind them; Zhou Jun couldn’t block the road. After Zhou Xu unloaded the suitcases, hearing Zhou Xu call out “Alright,” he started the car and drove forward to find a parking spot elsewhere.

Tao Li unceremoniously grabbed a suitcase herself. Zhou Xu pulled the other one, simultaneously reaching out a hand to Su Wenyu: “Follow me. This way.”

Su Wenyu glanced around the unfamiliar environment. The cold wind discouraged further looking, and he quickly followed Zhou Xu, though he didn’t take his hand this time.

There weren’t that many people here; he wouldn’t get separated.

Zhou Xu, seeing this, tucked his hand back into his pocket and followed Tao Li homeward, glancing back occasionally to make sure Su Wenyu was keeping up.

Su Wenyu lagged two steps behind, obediently following.

Tao Li’s home was on the third floor of Building Three. No elevator.

But luckily, neither suitcase was packed heavy. Tao Li carried hers with ease, and Zhou Xu had even less trouble.

Once inside, the heat from the always-on central heating immediately washed over them, quickly easing the slight chill that had numbed Su Wenyu’s body during the short walk.

Tao Li closed the door, setting out new slippers at their feet while reminding them: “Take your jackets off first, it’s warm inside. The slippers are all new, no one’s worn them.”

Zhou Xu glanced at the new slippers in front of him, the same style as Su Wenyu’s, and happily changed into them. He then took off his jacket and hung it on the rack nearby.

Su Wenyu followed suit. After putting on the slippers, he took off his jacket and hung it next to Zhou Xu’s.

Zhou Xu saw the two jackets hanging together; the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but lift. His mood improved even more.

“Wenyu, your room is this way. Across from Zhou Xu’s.” Tao Li tried using Su Wenyu’s name, and seeing no displeasure on his face, she happily led him to see his room.

The second-hand apartment Tao Li and Zhou Jun had recently bought was a three-bedroom, one-living-room layout. The indoor space wasn’t huge, but it was well-utilized and very clean.

Compared to the Su family residence, Su Wenyu’s room here was much smaller. It only fit a one-and-a-half-meter bed, two nightstands, and a wardrobe against the wall.

The room smelled faintly of laundry detergent. It was clear the sheets and duvet cover were freshly changed.

Su Wenyu didn’t care about room size. He saw the room and smiled at Tao Li: “It’s nice.”

“Then you rest in the room. After that injection, if you’re sleepy, nap for a bit. I’ll call you when dinner’s almost ready tonight.” Tao Li quickly said.

Su Wenyu nodded with a smile. Tao Li proactively closed the door for him, then turned and nudged Zhou Xu toward the room across the hall, wanting to ask him in more detail about what happened after he went to the Su family.

Truthfully, Zhou Xu had told her all this over the phone before. But concern bred worry; Tao Li couldn’t help wanting to ask several more times.

Zhou Xu’s room was furnished the same as Su Wenyu’s. He casually sat on the bed and patiently answered each of Tao Li’s questions.

But they didn’t talk long before Zhou Jun returned.

Now it was Zhou Xu answering questions from two people, until it was time to make dinner. Tao Li checked the time and immediately called Zhou Jun to go cook in the kitchen together.

Zhou Xu got up to help but was pushed straight back into his room, told to rest more in there too.

Zhou Xu didn’t feel he needed rest, but he obediently stayed in his room for a while. Once Tao Li and Zhou Jun were both in the kitchen, he openly opened the door and went straight across to Su Wenyu’s room.

Su Wenyu was already asleep.

Though his fever was down, his body was still sickly. He’d taken off his pants and sweater, slipped under the covers, and within seconds, his eyelids started fighting. In less than a minute, he was out.

When Zhou Xu opened the door and came in, Su Wenyu was obediently wrapped in the blanket, lying in bed. His exposed face was slightly flushed from the warmth of being deep asleep. Probably because his nose was a little stuffy, his mouth was slightly open, drawing Zhou Xu’s gaze involuntarily to his lips.

Noticing Su Wenyu’s lips were a bit dry, Zhou Xu went outside, poured a cup of hot water, and brought it in, setting it on the nightstand. By the time Su Wenyu woke up, it would be warm enough to drink directly.

Then Zhou Xu sat on the edge of the bed, watching Su Wenyu.

Couldn’t help it. After all, Su Wenyu was so good-looking, and looked so well-behaved when asleep.

There was another reason, too. Zhou Xu felt a little guilty.

He wasn’t sure if Su Wenyu had caught a chill from playing in the snow at noon, or if it was from sleeping on his bed last night and not being properly covered initially.

No matter which it was, seeing Su Wenyu sick made Zhou Xu’s heart uncomfortable.

He’d rather he himself be the one with the fever and cold.

Zhou Xu reached out and placed his hand on Su Wenyu’s forehead to check his temperature, then his fingers lightly drifted down to touch Su Wenyu’s face.

Su Wenyu’s face was so small; he could cup it in one hand.

So well-behaved when asleep, yet awake, he always deliberately did things to provoke his anger.

Zhou Xu couldn’t help but pinch Su Wenyu’s nose, releasing it only when Su Wenyu uncomfortable frowned. He switched to pinching the soft flesh of his cheek.

In his sleep, Su Wenyu instinctively swatted his hand away, scratched his cheek, then flipped over, facing the wall, hugging the blanket, and continued sleeping on his side.

Zhou Xu couldn’t see his face anymore, so he stared at the back of his head.

Zhou Xu felt even the back of Su Wenyu’s head was better-looking than other people’s. Round. Even his hair whorl was adorable.

He stared like that for a full forty minutes. Su Wenyu didn’t change his sleeping position again. Until Tao Li’s meal was nearly ready, just the last two dishes left, which would cook quickly. She sent Zhou Jun to wake the two kids for dinner.

Zhou Jun went to Zhou Xu’s room first. Didn’t see him, assumed his son was in the restroom.

He turned around and gently knocked on the door to Su Wenyu’s room. After waiting a moment with no response, he softly opened the door, wanting to call Su Wenyu to get up.

But opening the door, he saw one son sitting right next to his other son, giving Zhou Jun quite a fright.

“Why didn’t you say something if you were in the room?” Zhou Jun asked, voice lowered.

As if only just noticing him, Zhou Xu turned his head and glanced at him, puzzled. “You called me?”

Zhou Jun: “I knocked.”

“Oh, didn’t hear.”

He was too absorbed in admiring the perfectly round back of Su Wenyu’s head. Utterly engrossed, he completely missed the knock.

“What is it? Time for dinner?” Zhou Xu asked.

Zhou Jun nodded, his gaze involuntarily darting to the bed. Seeing Su Wenyu sleeping deeply, he lowered his voice further. “Wake him in about five minutes. The last two dishes cook fast.”

Zhou Xu nodded. “Alright.”

Zhou Jun didn’t linger in the room. He planned to go to the kitchen to smash a cucumber for a cold salad, and wash a basket of strawberries. The strawberries were bought at the supermarket last night, specially picked big and red ones. The two kids would definitely love them.

It wasn’t until he walked back into the kitchen that Zhou Jun belatedly recalled something.

Su Wenyu was sleeping. What was Zhou Xu doing in his room?