Xiao Su's Family Past

"Excuse me, where is the inpatient department?"

Before Jiang Linyuan could speak, Su Muzhi smiled brightly and pointed in a direction as she heard the female passerby's question:

"Over there, just turn left and go straight."

The woman thanked her, took one last lingering look at Jiang Linyuan's face, and walked away.

Jiang Linyuan looked at Su Muzhi with some surprise.

"You're quite familiar with this hospital?"

"Hehe, no choice, who told me to be such a delicate and weak girl."

Su Muzhi chuckled softly, blinked, and said:

"Don't look at me like this now, I was sickly when I was a child, and I came here often."

"Then it seems you haven't grown up yet."

Jiang Linyuan said:

"After all, you don't look like you've recovered from your illness now."

Su Muzhi didn't answer, narrowed her eyes with a smile, looked around, and asked:

"Where is Yu Songsong? Not by your side?"

"He went to slack off."

Jiang Linyuan glanced at her and noticed she was wearing casual clothes, not the volunteer vest, so he asked:

"You didn't come to the hospital just to see me, did you?"

"If I said yes, would Student Jiang be moved?"

Su Muzhi suddenly leaned her face closer, and a light, fragrant scent wafted toward him.

This annoying woman actually smelled quite nice.

"Can't you have some self-awareness as a sycophant?"

Jiang Linyuan huffed:

"Be careful, Student Jiang. If you keep talking like that, I'll post on Xiaohongshu that you're insulting women."

Su Muzhi raised her phone, joking playfully.

"Don't go around throwing wild punches, how did I insult women?"

Jiang Linyuan questioned.

Su Muzhi didn't change her expression, still smiling:

"Exactly, you didn't use a single word that insults women, which proves you already know every word that insults women by heart, therefore, you have already insulted women."

Only a president-level user of Xiaohongshu could say something like that.

Jiang Linyuan was amused by this logic.

If this punch landed, even Mike Tyson would be turned into a teddy bear.

"Muzhi, have you ever been to Confucius's hometown? It's very beautiful there; I'll take you to see it when I have time."

Jiang Linyuan said.

This Pokémon needs to be captured with a Chinese-style Poké Ball.

"Oh?"

Su Muzhi raised an eyebrow and said with a smile:

"It's a deal?"

No, does she really think I'm going to take her on a trip?!

Annoying woman!

"Muzhi? Is it really you!"

Just as Jiang Linyuan was about to mock her, a very enthusiastic voice came from behind them.

Turning around, they saw a middle-aged woman in a white coat.

"Oh my, it's been so long since we last met, what are you doing here today?"

The woman looked at Su Muzhi for a while, then looked at Jiang Linyuan on the side, her eyes lighting up with gossip.

"Is this your boyfriend?"

Su Muzhi glanced at the woman, put on a smile that couldn't be any faker, and said politely:

"Aunt Yang, this is my friend, I ran into him while visiting."

"Sick? Did you tell your mother? Oh my, where are you uncomfortable? Tell your aunt, I'll find you some specialists..."

The woman kept chattering on, but Su Muzhi interrupted her:

"No need, thank you for your concern, Aunt Yang, it's nothing serious."

Tsk, tsk, tsk, how polite.

Jiang Linyuan raised an eyebrow and glanced at Su Muzhi, only to see that she still wore that professional, business-like smile on her face.

"Oh my, minor ailments are no big deal, no need to be so formal with your auntie. Just tell me where you're feeling unwell, and I'll contact someone right now..."

The woman was still very eager, and as she spoke, she began to take out her phone.

"Sigh..."

Su Muzhi let out a sigh that was neither heavy nor light, the smile on her face gradually fading until it turned cold:

"There's no need..."

"Auntie, Muzhi is here with me; she's perfectly fine."

At this moment, Jiang Linyuan interrupted first, speaking to the woman.

Hearing Jiang Linyuan's words, the woman stopped her movements. She looked at the volunteer uniform he was wearing and frowned:

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"Muzhi is working as a volunteer?"

Looking down on volunteers, are we? Why the discrimination?

Jiang Linyuan chuckled:

"Auntie, you're so warm-hearted—are you looking to lend a hand and help out?"

The implication was: Why ask so many questions? Does it have anything to do with you?

Hearing this, the woman looked at Jiang Linyuan with surprise.

The young man was quite handsome and had a bit of a temper, too. Not bad, not bad at all.

"Haha, you young man, you speak quite interestingly. I work at this hospital, so if you need anything, you can naturally come to me for help."

After saying this, she tentatively asked:

"Where are you from, young man? Still in university, right? What are your plans for the future..."

The woman wanted to ask more, but Su Muzhi firmly interrupted her:

"Auntie, this is my friend, there's no need to interrogate him so much."

Looking into Su Muzhi's serious eyes, the woman chuckled:

"Alright, Auntie won't bother you two anymore. Muzhi, if you need anything, just let Auntie know."

With that, she turned and walked away, sighing to herself.

This is incredible.

It's the first time she'd ever seen Muzhi be so protective of a boy.

Quite good, quite good indeed.

Watching the woman's retreating figure, Jiang Linyuan looked puzzled and asked:

"Your relative?"

Su Muzhi replied irritably:

"One of my mother's close friends; she's the vice president of the hospital."

Is this the true weight of a wealthy young lady from Shanghai?

"Plastic friendship?"

Jiang Linyuan asked tentatively.

"I don't know."

Su Muzhi said quite bluntly:

"That's my mother's business, not mine."

The tone didn't sound right. Does little Su have family issues?

Jiang Linyuan thought for a moment and asked with some hesitation:

"Is your mother your biological mother?"

Su Muzhi: ...

This jerk.

She glanced at Jiang Linyuan, and a smile appeared on her face once again:

"What is it, Student Jiang? So concerned about my family affairs?"

"I love my subjects like my own children. Little Su, even though you are a treacherous official, we were monarch and subject after all. If I didn't ask, wouldn't that be too heart-wrenching?"

Jiang Linyuan revealed a benevolent smile:

"Little Su, if you're lacking maternal love, I wouldn't mind having another daughter."

Honestly... after being teased by him like this, she didn't feel annoyed at all anymore.

Su Muzhi covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Jiang Linyuan with a mischievous glint in her eyes, as if they were brimming with laughter:

"In that case, Student Jiang, are you prepared to deal with my mother?"

"That doesn't seem right..."

Jiang Linyuan looked bashful:

"Does the vice principal have any objections?"

Su Muzhi burst into laughter:

"You're really interesting. I don't know if my dad has any objections, but I don't."

The whole room erupted in laughter, folks.

It seems this little Su has quite a deep rift with her mother.

"However..."

Su Muzhi laughed for a while, then turned her head, blinking her large, watery eyes:

"Instead of her, why not consider me more?"

"...Don't return kindness with ingratitude."

Su Muzhi didn't mind, continuing on her own:

"Aunt Yang is a very gossipy person. Take a guess, when do you think my mother will find out there's a boy by my side?"

"No, you're already this old, does your mom still need to manage your social circle?"

"Why do you think I have a bad relationship with my mother?"

Incredible.

At this point, Jiang Linyuan had already figured out Su Muzhi's family background.

A mother with extreme control issues, a spineless, live-in son-in-law father, and a pretentious, off-putting daughter.

This life is truly something else.