When Su Cha and Bai Kun arrived at the Lookout Pavilion, the old lady was also there.
Seeing Su Cha, she covered her forehead as if she had a headache. “It’s good that you’re back. Hurry up and coax this ancestor. He’s so ancient! I have to go back and sleep now. Aiyo, my head hurts…”
Seeing the old lady’s rare chatter, Su Cha smiled helplessly. “Grandma, go back. I know how to deal with it.”
As soon as she and Bai Kun entered, they saw Bo Muyi, who was completely furious and gloomy, raising a pen and throwing it at them. He smashed a vase placed in the living room.
Bai Kun screamed, “That’s from the Tang dynasty! It’s worth 50 million!!”
Su Cha: “…”
Bo Muyi heard the noise and looked over with his eyes completely red. Bai Kun’s heart skipped a beat and he swallowed his words.
Su Cha waved her hand, her head aching. She let Bai Kun go first and walked towards Bo Muyi.
His eyes were gloomy, and there was even a hint of blood in them. He was wearing a black shirt, but he seemed to have been caught in a mess due to frustration. He had an obsessive-compulsive disorder to begin with, and the messier he got, the more irritable he became. When he saw that the shirt was not neat, he became even more irritable.
There were broken pieces on the ground and many things were destroyed.
He was childish when he was angry.
Before, he only tore pieces of paper while feeling anxious and uneasy. Recently, as he had probably become spoiled by Su Cha, he’d learned how to smash things whenever he was angry…
He looked at Su Cha, and Su Cha looked at him. Neither of them spoke.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to control his madness. After a long while, he could not help but say, “I didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t be angry!”
He was in a dilemma. He was too angry this time. He could not lower his head to Su Cha first. Otherwise, if she had to act intimately with others every day in the future, he might as well die.
Su Cha pursed her lips. She had not said that she was angry.
Su Cha did not speak. Bo Muyi stood rooted to the ground, his hands clenched tightly into fists. In the chaos, his face was pale as he stood there, giving off a heartbreaking sense of beauty.
Su Cha suddenly asked, “When I held Zhai Yao’s hand in the past, were you also this angry?”
This time, she was just acting as she hugged someone. What about in the past?
She had not done anything with Zhai Yao, but they had held hands and hugged each other.
What about Bo Muyi?
Bo Muyi’s face stiffened. He did not expect Su Cha to suddenly ask this question. He lowered his head. He was clearly a tall person, but his lowered head made him look extremely pitiful in an instant. His voice became even darker. “What’s the use of me being angry about the past?”
At that time, he was just a bystander. He had no right or was in no position to be angry.
His heart simply ached every time he saw it.
His tone and appearance were too pitiful. Su Cha was about to walk over and hug him, but Bo Muyi suddenly raised his head and flew into a rage. “But it’s different now. You are mine, mine!”
His voice was fierce and irritable. He had never shown such an expression in front of Su Cha.
Su Cha’s eyes narrowed. She did not say anything to agitate him. Instead, she suddenly crossed her arms and raised her voice. “Since you don’t want to talk nicely, do you want to fight instead?”
Bo Muyi: “…”
He suddenly lost his composure and felt wronged. “You were the one who did something wrong, yet you are the one scolding me.”
Su Cha: “…”
Acting cute was against the rules. It was useless. They had to fight!
