Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Discussing Formal Matters

Old Zhou’s face changed suddenly. At his age, finding another job as relaxed and well-paid as a gatekeeper at the Su Residence was almost impossible.

Having worked at the Su Residence for so many years, Old Zhou had planned to retire there; otherwise, he wouldn’t have followed Zhu Xinyan’s instructions, thinking that as the lady of the house, obeying her would secure his job more firmly.

But now, the words of the young master clearly shattered Old Zhou’s illusion.

"What is this? What is this?!" A voice filled with urgent anger carried from afar.

Then Su Yukan hurried over, still dressed in his home clothes and wearing indoor slippers.

Su Zhe stood by the car, adjusting his clothes casually, his demeanor as nonchalant and relaxed as ever, unaffected by the SUV behind him, its front end deformed and headlights shattered.

"Su Zhe, what are you doing!" Su Yukan yelled.

Su Zhe glanced at him, "Did you lose your memory? I made it very clear a long time ago, and I repeated it on the phone just now."

Su Yukan seemed to be in a state of denial that would persist until the bitter end, continuing, "We’re family! Do you really need to take it this far?!"

Su Zhe looked down and let out a cold laugh, "Right, family, yet my car plate was disabled by the entrance guard system."

Su Yukan was taken aback, "What? What did you say? Who disabled your car plate!"

"Who knows? Could it be that I disabled it myself?" Su Zhe shrugged his shoulders and looked toward the gate, gesturing to Lawyer Fang.

Lawyer Fang quickly walked in and nodded at Su Zhe, "Mr. Su."

"Hmm, you’ve had a tough day," Su Zhe said indifferently.

Lawyer Fang shook his head with a smile, "It’s part of the job, nothing too hard."

Su Zhe gave Lawyer Fang a half-smile, "No, it will indeed be tough. Because the people we’re dealing with are not ordinary."

Su Zhe then walked back to the car, opened the rear door, and leaned in to check on Su Lu, "Lulu, did you get knocked out?"

Su Lu nodded vaguely, "A little."

"Feeling better? It’s nothing serious, right? Do we need to go to the hospital?" Su Zhe asked.

Su Lu shook her head gently, "It’s okay, I feel much better after resting for a while."

"Then get out of the car? Or do you plan to stay in the car?" Su Zhe asked again.

Su Lu thought for a moment, "I’ll get out."

"Good," Su Zhe said as he patted her head.

Then he straightened up, not as gently as before, and kicked open the passenger door, his voice cold, "If you’re not faint, get out."

Su Yi slowly opened the door and got out of the car, his expression a bit awkward. He glanced at Su Yukan and quietly called out, "Dad."

The anger on Su Yukan’s face hadn’t subsided. Seeing his unloved son, he spoke in a tone neither cold nor warm, "When did you return?"

"Just arrived this morning," Su Yi said.

Su Yukan was about to say something more when he saw Su Lu getting out of the back seat.

All his irrepressible rage toward Su Zhe seemed to find a outlet suddenly, like catching a soft persimmon he could squeeze to vent his frustration.

Su Yukan’s anger surged in an instant, "Great! This matter is definitely related to you! If it wasn’t for you, how could my house end up like this?! What sins did I commit to deserve you as my retribution!"

Su Yi frowned and pursed his lips for a moment before softly saying, "Dad, calm down."

"Calm down?! Then you should persuade your good sister! Stop making a mess! Stop making this home unrestful!" Su Yukan said furiously.

Su Lu stood there, her expression exceedingly calm, without a word of rebuttal.

But looking at her, one couldn’t tell if she had grown accustomed to being mistreated, or if she had long become immune to such unreasonable blame and verbal abuse.

At this moment, witnessing Su Yukan’s verbal abuse towards Su Lu, Su Yi suddenly realized that for all these years, this might be the first time he was standing in a relatively impartial position, without bias, observing Su Yukan’s accusations against Su Lu.

In the past, he always stood united with Su Yukan, verbally attacking Su Lu, probably immersing himself in it, to the extent that over the years, he felt nothing wrong, even feeling a sense of belonging towards Su Yukan, Zhu Xinyan, and Su Jiao, as if driven by a herd mentality.

Now, standing from a bystander’s perspective, Su Yi was shocked to realize that although Su Lu seemed now to be immune, what about before? When she was younger and isolated, being targeted, even with him, her own brother, joining others in shared animosity against her?

Was she immune then too? Had she been immune that early?

Su Yukan was still endlessly ranting and accusing.

Su Lu only calmly said a few sentences, "What has that got to do with me?"

Su Yukan’s eyebrows shot up, "What did you say?"

"You’ve reminded me countless times, ’a married daughter is like spilled water.’ Haven’t you? So, how is this related to me?"

Su Zhe, standing beside her, turned to Su Lu and said, "Let’s go inside to talk, it’s hot out here."

Lawyer Fang followed them inside.

As they passed by Su Yukan, Su Zhe glanced at him indifferently, "If you love standing here, keep standing."

Of course, Su Yukan didn’t keep standing there; he followed them inside angrily.

The house didn’t have any major changes, but there were some subtle ones, some decor was switched.

Clearly the handiwork of Zhu Xinyan.

The decor in the house used to be arranged by Su Zhe’s mother, making him very sensitive to it; he almost immediately noticed these alterations upon entering.

A surge of anger slowly rose within him.

In the living room.

On the sofa, Zhu Xinyan sat there, with Su Jiao beside her.

Both looked unwell, Su Jiao lacked her usual arrogance and flamboyancy. noveldrama

Presumably, the incident in Hai City had impacted Su Jiao significantly, even Su Lu could see her haggardness.

As they walked in.

Upon locking eyes with Su Lu, Zhu Xinyan’s eyes showed evident malignance and fierceness, but she restrained herself.

When she looked at Su Zhe, she forced a smile, "Zhe is back."

Then turning to Su Yi, "Xiao Yi is back too, it’s been a long while since the house was this lively. I’ll have Aunt Zhang make some tea, cut some fruit, and bring some snacks."

Su Yi still felt a bit of sympathy for this ever-smiling stepmother and softly said, "Thank you, Aunt Zhu."

Su Zhe felt no such sympathy, "I’m not here for tea and snacks. Please sit, Ms. Zhu. My lawyer is here, and we’re here to talk business."