Mom Is Seriously So Cool

Slap!

The exceptionally loud slap sent the aunt stumbling several steps before she barely managed to steady herself.

With a bright red handprint on her face, the aunt stared at Su Minghui in disbelief. "You hit me?"

"If I didn't hit you, how would you know this Household is surnamed Su, not Zhou?"

"I'm telling you, everything Zhou Guomin has was given to him by me. I'm the one who pays your wages, not him!"

"Before you leave, remember to collect some extra money from the butler. Consider it medical expenses for that slap. If you dare cause any more trouble, I won't mind giving you more medical expenses."

No matter how foolish the aunt was, she understood the situation now. She did not dare make a sound and fled in a panic.

Su Leyun watched with relish.

[Mom is seriously so cool. This is exactly how disloyal people should be dealt with!]

Fu Siwen was also deeply gratified. It felt as though the decisive eldest daughter of the Su Household from years ago had returned.

By the time Zhou Guomin came back, everyone who should have left was already gone. Fu Siwen was in a hurry to pick Chu Yanxiao up from the Enlightenment Class, so after confirming that Su Minghui had no further problems, she left as well.

The house instantly became much quieter.

Zhou Guomin had rushed back after receiving a call from a relative. When he returned and did not see any of his relatives, he felt that something was even more wrong. Frowning, he asked, "What happened? Where are the servants?"

Su Minghui calmly fed Su Leyun milk. "They were all fired."

Zhou Guomin became anxious. "What happened? Why did you fire them without discussing it with me?"

How was he supposed to explain this to his relatives? Besides, without his own people in the house, it would be inconvenient to make a move against the child later!

"I was just about to tell you. Why are you being so fierce?" Su Minghui no longer had the hard attitude she had shown the servants. Instead, she looked somewhat pitiful. "Does this mean I can't even decide to fire a servant who disrespects me?"

Whether before or after marriage, Zhou Guomin had always played the role of a refined gentleman. He had been attentive and obedient toward Su Minghui, smiling at her every day and never losing his temper.

It was only because he had recently gained control, and Zheng Xiuru had given birth to another daughter, that the male chauvinism buried in his bones had resurfaced.

However, now was not the time.

Until Su Corporation truly belonged to Zhou Guomin, he still needed the identity of Su Minghui's husband, and his disguise had to continue.

Zhou Guomin's expression stiffened. He forcibly twisted his angry look into a fake smile, making him appear somewhat sinister.

"Of course you can. I just meant that you should have discussed it with me..."

Su Minghui snorted. "I did it for your sake."

She explained patiently, "The shareholders' meeting will be held in a few months, and the group's president will be appointed again. So many people are watching us! If one or two of your relatives start throwing your name around and tarnish your reputation outside, someone with ulterior motives might use it against you. It would be terrible if it ruined something important!"

After the Su parents' accident, Zhou Guomin had always served as acting president. But acting president was still only acting president; it always felt as though he was occupying someone else's position. What he wanted was for that position to belong to him!

"That's right!" Zhou Guomin felt as though he had been struck by enlightenment and was instantly persuaded.

Indeed, Su Minghui loved him so much. She was surely thinking of him in everything she did! Whether his relatives spoke well or poorly of him was simply not worth mentioning compared to the position of president of Su Corporation!

"You really have thought this through!"

Su Minghui gave a fake smile. "You are my husband and the father of my child. If I don't think for your sake, whose sake should I think for?"

With just a few words from Su Minghui, Zhou Guomin's fury subsided. Now, his mind was filled only with the joy of soon taking the president's seat.

Once he was happy, other thoughts began to surface.

He had left Zheng Xiuru halfway through and rushed back in a panic, so his desire had yet to be relieved. Although Su Minghui was not as much to his liking as Zheng Xiuru, she was still a stunning beauty. It was not as though he could not make do.

He wrapped an arm around Su Minghui's waist and embraced her from behind.

"I was too anxious just now. Let your husband make it up to you properly."

As he spoke, he puckered his lips and leaned toward her.

Su Leyun hurriedly covered his eyes with his tiny little hands.

[Scumbag Dad, don't come over here! Ugh~ So disgusting!!!]

Su Minghui felt nauseated too. She had once loved her husband's affection most of all; otherwise, she would not have given birth to three sons. But ever since learning his true face, he had become nothing but a pile of rotten mud in Su Minghui's eyes.

Even getting close to him was unbearably foul. Naturally, she could not possibly roll around in that filth.

She raised a hand to block Zhou Guomin's approaching mouth and shoved him away with force. Suppressing her nausea, she put on a shy expression. "Guomin, what are you doing? The child is watching!"

Zhou Guomin was impatient. "He's such a small child. What could he possibly understand?"

Lowering his voice, he tried to sound seductive, but only came off greasy. "Honey, I've held it in for so long~"

[I understand! I understand everything! Just stay farther away so we can talk properly!]

[And what do you mean you've held it in for so long? Scumbag Dad, I know you just came back from your mistress!]

Holding Su Leyun, Su Minghui smiled and gently stepped back twice, widening the distance between them.

"No. The doctor said we can only sleep together three months after delivery. Besides, I'm an older mother." Although Su Minghui was no longer young, with her eldest son already sixteen, she was not really that old. After all, she had only been in her early twenties when she gave birth to her eldest son. She simply did not want Zhou Guomin to touch her now.

But after saying that, she felt her attitude had been too forceful. It was not the right time to alert him, so she added coquettishly, "Honey, just endure it a little longer, for my sake."

At that point, if Zhou Guomin continued to insist, he would seem rather beastly.

He smacked his lips, feeling even more that Su Minghui was unromantic. Having made himself unwelcome, he left the room. "I'll sleep in the guest room tonight. Get some good rest."

Su Minghui could not have wished for more. She scratched Su Leyun's nose lightly. "My precious son, the two of us will sleep together tonight."

[Okay, okay! Dad smells like another woman. He reeks, so I don't want him!]

After Su Yibei's kindergarten started and Chu Yanxiao's Enlightenment Class began as well, the first few days of school were busy. Neither child had time to pay attention to Su Leyun. Su Leyun enjoyed a rare few peaceful days, but then found them a little lonely.

That afternoon, two luxury cars screeched to a stop in front of the Su Household villa. The moment the drivers opened the doors, the two children rushed into the villa at top speed and raced upstairs.

They were five-year-old Su Yibei and Chu Yanxiao, who was not yet three.

Chu Yanxiao was two years younger than Su Yibei, so he could not match him in height, leg length, or speed. Though his little face had turned bright red from running, he was still several steps behind Su Yibei.

As though presenting a treasure, Su Yibei pulled a cake box from his backpack and held it out to Su Leyun. "Little brother, this is a cake I made myself in baking class. It's for you!"

Once it was opened, the cake had already crumbled into a mess. Only the cream and cake layers made it barely recognizable as something that had once been a cake.

"Ah, my cake..."

Chu Yanxiao finally managed to climb upstairs. He shoved Su Yibei aside, then held out his hand to Su Leyun. In it was a handful of colorful candies. "Little wife, have some candy!"