Senior Sister, Shut Up!

10:30 p.m.

The city lights still shimmered brightly.

Su Dajiang, reeking of alcohol, staggered out of an elegant Chinese restaurant and smiled as he chatted with Boss Li, who was surrounded by a crowd.

After some polite farewells, the gathering dispersed.

Su Dajiang waved his hand, signaling the rest of the company to go home, and left with only his driver, Xiao Zhang.

“Uncle Su, are you going back to the hotel?” Xiao Zhang asked softly.

Su Dajiang stood by the side of the road, wiped his face with both hands, and sighed. “What a load of crap.

“That bastard! Last year, he was kissing up to me, and now he’s putting on airs. Fuck!”

Xiao Zhang stood at the side without saying anything, patiently waiting for Su Dajiang to finish venting.

After cursing enough, Su Dajiang pulled at his tie and finally ripped it off in frustration. He shrugged off his suit jacket and tossed it to Xiao Zhang.

“Let’s go back to the bar…” Su Dajiang looked at the sky. Suddenly, he paused and asked, “Isn’t the School of Business nearby?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Xiao Zhang knew the map of Hangzhou like the back of his hand and quickly nodded. “The School of Business is about two to three kilometers south.”

“Then it’s pretty close to River Mountain Residences?”

“Yes, it’s closer, a little over a kilometer away.”

“Alright, you can go back first.” Su Dajiang waved his hand, rummaged his pocket for a set of keys, and glanced at them briefly. “I’ll take a walk myself.”

Then he took his suit jacket from Xiao Zhang’s arm, swung it over his shoulder, and leisurely walked towards River Mountain Residences.

Xiao Zhang didn’t leave. He kept his eyes on his boss’s back and looked at the roadside from time to time to ensure there was no danger while following closely behind.

After wandering around for about twenty minutes, Su Dajiang arrived at the entrance of Building 3, Unit 1 of River Mountain Residences.

Standing under the building, Su Dajiang looked up with a complicated expression. He turned to glance at Xiao Zhang, who had been trailing behind him, and laughed as he waved him over. “Since you’re here, come up with me.”

“Uncle Su.” Xiao Zhang approached and suggested softly, “Why don’t I go back? The car’s still parked over there. It’s better to save where we can.”

“No matter the trouble, I’m not short of your car fare.” Su Dajiang gave him a playful smack on the back of his head. “Come on, go upstairs with me.”

“The hotel room is still empty…”

“Why worry about that?” Su Dajiang led Xiao Zhang into the lobby and pressed the elevator button. “There’s a spare room upstairs. I’ll sleep in the master bedroom, and you can have the guest room.”

They stepped into the elevator and rode it up.

Su Dajiang and Xiao Zhang arrived at the door of Room 1001.

Su Dajiang pulled out the key and inserted it into the lock. With a single turn, the door opened.

The door opened???

He froze for a moment. When he saw the light spilling out from the gap in the doorway, he realized someone was inside.

He pushed open the door and stepped inside. The sound of running water came from the bathroom on the left. He blinked in realization.

It was the National Day holiday, so it wasn’t strange for his daughter to stay here for a few days.

With this thought in mind, he waved Xiao Zhang in.

Then he leaned over and rummaged through the shoe cabinet, looking for two pairs of slippers. But he froze mid-search.

Where were his dark blue slippers?

He distinctly remembered there were only three used pairs of slippers in the condo.

A red pair was always placed on the right, never touched by anyone.

A yellow pair belonged to his precious daughter.

And the blue ones were his.

The remaining gray slippers were for guests.

But after searching thoroughly, Su Dajiang still couldn’t find his blue slippers.

In the end, he could only helplessly take out two pairs of gray slippers and put a pair on.

While Su Dajiang and Xiao Zhang changed into the slippers, Su Huaizhou heard the noise at the door and walked out of her bedroom with a puzzled expression.

When she stepped into the living room, her eyes met Su Dajiang’s, and her expression dropped.

Su Dajiang was stunned the moment he saw his daughter. He looked at the bathroom on the left and then turned to exchange glances with Xiao Zhang.

So the person in the bathroom wasn’t his daughter?

Who could it be?

Probably her roommate or something like that?

Coming over during the holidays to hang out for a couple of days seemed reasonable enough.

While Su Dajiang was thinking about this, the sound of running water from the bathroom had already stopped for a while.

As the three people stood in a tense silence in the living room, about to speak, the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Miao walked out, wearing the gray bathrobe with the light blue shirt draped over his wrist and the dark blue slippers on his feet.

His hair was still wet, and drops of water were dripping onto the floor.

He had deliberately left his hair damp, thinking that when Senior Sister helped blow dry it later, it would last longer.

But as soon as he opened the door, he found himself face-to-face with two older men.

Wide-eyed, Jiang Miao stared at Su Dajiang. He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. A terrifying guess crossed his mind, and panic immediately set in.

Is this…

What should I do???

Should I call him uncle?

Or father-in-law?

Or should I be bold and just call him dad?

Will I get beaten to death?

After all, he had been living under the same roof as his daughter for a few days, and now he was caught red-handed…

While Jiang Miao and Su Dajiang stood there, stunned, Su Huaizhou silently walked to Jiang Miao’s side, grabbed his wrist, and brought him to the living room couch.

Still in a daze, he exchanged a brief glance with Su Dajiang as he was dragged to the living room by Senior Sister.

Even though he could no longer see Su Dajiang’s expression, he felt a terrifying gaze following him from behind.

Indeed, this was exactly the case.

Ever since Jiang Miao came out of the bathroom, Su Dajiang had not taken his eyes off him.

He was staring at the bathrobe on him, the shirt draped over his wrist, and especially the slippers on his feet! So, after not coming here for so long, all my things have been taken over by another man?!

“Sit down first.” Su Huaizhou gently pressed Jiang Miao onto the couch and said softly, “I’ll entertain our guests.”

Then she turned to the doorway, took out two glasses, poured water into them, and placed them on the dining table. “Brother Zhang, it’s a bit cramped here. Please make yourself comfortable.”

Xiao Zhang stood awkwardly behind Su Dajiang and flashed an embarrassed smile at her. He pointed at his boss, indicating that he didn’t dare to go over.

Su Huaizhou then looked at Su Dajiang with a calm expression. She wasn’t flustered at all that her father had caught her secretly bringing her boyfriend home. “You’re already here. Might as well take a seat.”

“Ahem.” Su Dajiang rubbed his hands awkwardly, walked into the living room, pulled over a chair, and sat down. “Zhouzhou, is he your friend?”

His tone was cautious, entirely lacking the dignity of a father, a stark contrast to the man who had been cursing on the street earlier.

Jiang Miao, sitting on the couch, blinked and looked at Su Dajiang. He took a deep breath, preparing to explain a little.

But before he could speak, Senior Sister shook her head lightly. “He’s my boyfriend.”

As soon as she said this, Jiang Miao’s entire body stiffened, but a warm, tingling sensation spread through him.

Next to him, Xiao Zhang, who had just sat down, opened his mouth slightly and looked at Jiang Miao in disbelief.

The next moment, Jiang Miao felt the look in the gaze of the middle-aged man—beer belly protruding, hair thinning, broad-shouldered—change dramatically as it focused on him.