Chu Suosuo covered her face, following Chu Mochen out of the restaurant in a sullen mood. As soon as they stepped outside, she began to complain, 'Are you even my real brother? My face is all swollen from Su Huan's beating, why didn't you stand up for me and seek justice, instead of dragging me away?'

Chu Mochen turned to look at her face. There were five bright red handprints on her fair little face. His eyes darkened as he asked, 'What did you say to her? Why did she hit you so hard?'

Chu Suosuo huffed angrily, 'I just said that her grandmother died at just the right time, timing it to prevent her from getting a divorce. Is that too much?'

She had intended to provoke Su Huan into hitting her, hoping to gain some sympathy from Gu Beixian.

However, this time Su Huan was the first to strike, and Gu Beixian didn't take her side.

Chu Suosuo's plan fell through, leaving her frustrated and furious.

Chu Mochen tugged at the corner of his lips, struggling to suppress a smile, 'No wonder she hit you. If it were me, I would have hit you too. Try to rein it in next time.'

Chu Suosuo gave him a sidelong glance, 'Sometimes I really doubt if you're Su Huan's real brother, always taking her side.'

'It's your own fault. You and Gu Beixian broke up a long time ago, you shouldn't still harbor illusions about him, let alone try to marry him.'

Chu Suosuo snorted, 'They were about to get a divorce anyway. Besides, Beixian ge followed my appearance to find Su Huan, which shows he can't forget his old feelings for me.'

Chu Mochen stopped in his tracks and looked at her carefully, saying, 'He might just like that kind of appearance, it doesn't necessarily mean he can't do without you.'

Chu Suosuo rolled her eyes at him.

Chu Mochen added another knife, 'To be honest, Su Huan is prettier than you, and she has a better temperament too.'

"She is dignified and elegant, fresh and clean, exuding an air of scholarship that is pleasing to the eye." He tugged at the latest Paris haute couture on her body, "Look at you, from head to toe, all you have is the smell of money." Chu Suosuo raised her fist to hit him, "Chu Mochen, I want to sever our sibling relationship! How dare you say that country bumpkin is prettier than me! Are your eyes defective?" Chu Mochen grabbed her wrist and chuckled, "Stop making a fuss." The two got into the car. Chu Mochen started the car and began to reverse. Chu Suosuo pulled the seatbelt across and fastened it, saying, "I spent some money and found the nurse who was in charge of Su Huan's grandmother that day, and got some information. The nurse said that although her grandmother's health was not good, she could live for another two or three months without a problem. On the day of their divorce, the old lady sent everyone out of the ward and secretly turned off the machines on herself. Look, these people from small families are so calculating, just to prevent Su Huan and Beixian Ge from getting a divorce, the old lady even resorted to suicide." Chu Mochen was silent for a moment, "Back then, Su Huan married Gu Beixian to treat her grandmother's illness. Now the old lady committed suicide to fulfill her wish. The bond between these grandmother and granddaughter is not ordinary." But Chu Suosuo didn't think so. She said indignantly, "If it weren't for the old lady timing her death, they would have divorced long ago. As soon as Su Huan leaves, Beixian Ge will eventually get back together with me, it's all that damned old lady's fault, ruining my good plans!" "Respect the dead, and watch your words."

Chu Mo Chen stepped on the gas pedal and began to accelerate. Chu Suo Suo turned her head to look at him, her gaze peculiar, 'Brother, do you like Su Huan?' Chu Mo Chen retorted, 'What nonsense, how could I possibly like her?' Chu Suo Suo pinched the tip of his ear, 'If you don't like her, then why are your ears red?' Chu Mo Chen knocked her hand away, 'My ears are red because you pinched them. Don't make such jokes, they're not funny at all.' Chu Suo Suo rested her elbow on the car window, propping up her cheek, and after looking at him for a long time, she suddenly had an idea. She leaned closer to him and coquettishly said, 'Brother, my dear brother, how about you sacrifice your charm to seduce Su Huan, okay?' Chu Mo Chen's face darkened, 'Keep talking nonsense and get out of the car!' Meanwhile, in another car. Gu Bei Xian was driving with Su Huan, heading straight down Binjiang Avenue. Su Huan realized something was wrong and asked, 'Isn't this the way home?' 'No, I'm taking you somewhere.' 'Where?' 'You'll know when we get there.' An hour later, Gu Bei Xian parked the car by the river. The wind was fierce, the river waters churned, surrounded by dense woods. The surroundings were very deserted, not even a shadow of a person could be seen. Su Huan looked through the car window at the roaring and tumbling river water outside, puzzled and asked, 'Why come here?' 'Get out of the car.' Gu Bei Xian opened the car door and got out. Su Huan followed suit. Gu Bei Xian handed her the car keys, 'Help me get something from the trunk.'

Su Huan took the car keys in confusion and walked to the rear of the car. She opened the trunk and was pleasantly surprised, her eyes filled with amazement. The trunk was packed full of red roses. Legendary roses imported from the Netherlands. Petals as large as bowls, velvet texture, enchantingly red, dripping with allure, carrying a unique vintage burnt edge, both gorgeous and elegant. So beautiful. Gu Beixian, with one hand in his pocket, leaned lazily against the car with his handsome and dashing figure, looking down slightly at the dumbfounded Su Huan, and asked casually, 'Do you like it?' 'Of course I do!' Su Huan's brows and eyes were filled with smiles, her fingertips gently caressing the rose petals, which had fine hairs, sending a tingling sensation. Her heart felt like a gentle breeze had brushed past, itchy and very happy. This was the first time Gu Beixian had given her flowers. Gu Beixian said indifferently, 'I didn't know what kind of flowers you liked, but the flower shop owner said that red roses represent sincere love, so I chose them.' 'Sincere love,' just five words, more heart-stirring than a trunk full of roses. Su Huan's heart surged like an ocean, she raised her head, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at him, filled with affection. Gu Beixian was set ablaze by her watery big eyes. He took a step forward, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his embrace, turned her face and started kissing her, his hand also reaching inside her clothes. Su Huan pressed down his hand, 'No.' She had never tried to be intimate with him in the wild. Gu Beixian bent down, picked her up horizontally like a child, and carried her to the front of the car. Su Huan hooked her arms around his neck, laughing, 'What are you going to do?' 'I want to.'

The smile on Su Huan's face froze. Thinking about what he was about to do next, the tips of her ears turned slightly red. Gu Beixian held her with one hand, opened the car door, and put her inside. He leaned down and kissed his way down from her earlobe. Su Huan resisted slightly. He held her shoulders, preventing her from moving, and started kissing her lips. When they came up for air, Su Huan panted softly and said, 'Why not go home? Why here?' Gu Beixian kissed her neck casually and said, 'I heard that doing it in the wild makes it easier to have a son.' Su Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, 'I didn't expect you to have a preference for boys over girls. What if I have a daughter?' 'It's not about me, I don't care, as long as it's yours, I'll love it. Mainly it's my grandparents who want a boy. If we have a son in one birth, you won't have to suffer through it again. If it's a daughter, you'll have to go through it once more.' Su Huan laughed, 'You're quite considerate.' 'There's only you, who else would I pamper?' His breath was hot and moist against her neck. Su Huan's heart began to itch unconsciously. This man, always cold and ascetic, with an aura that repelled strangers and disturbed acquaintances alike. For three years as husband and wife, they had always been respectful and formal, rarely speaking, let alone sharing affectionate words. Recently, he seemed to have had an epiphany, showering her with endless sweet talk, making her feel both itchy and tingly. Su Huan wasn't used to it. Her clothes were lifted by him, her skin touching the cool, genuine leather seat. A strange excitement rose in her heart. Su Huan let go of her reserve, her arms wrapped around Gu Beixian's waist, her soft lips returning his kiss, whispering, 'How are you so good at this? You seem like an old hand.'

What she actually wanted to ask was, have you and Chu Suosuo ever done this too? Gu Beixian guessed her thoughts. Punishingly, he bit her shoulder, not too hard, not too soft. He whispered, 'I haven't gone this far with her. You are my first woman, remember to be responsible to me.' Such words are usually said by women to men. When spoken by a man, they seem particularly charming and a bit funny. Su Huan couldn't help but laugh, promising, 'Okay, as long as you don't leave, I won't abandon you.'