Will My 1.8 Million Be Cash or a Transfer?

Huo Yuchen thought, Was I unwilling to talk to Great-Aunt?

Talking to her was completely useless, okay!

By the sixth round of mahjong earlier, he had already mentioned more than once that they needed to leave. But his great-aunt really was a force to be reckoned with. She stubbornly refused to let them go and even threatened to jump from the highest point of the building immediately if they dared leave!

Although the building was a single-story Suzhou-style structure.

Still, as a member of the younger generation, he couldn't openly clash with an elder.

After thinking it over, he could only work on Xu Su.

After all, the elders in his family always doted more on the spouses marrying in.

Although Xu Su wasn't actually an official spouse in their family yet.

Still, whatever the case, his words would carry more weight.

Unfortunately, Xu Su wasn't on the same page as him.

Xu "Happy" Su, who was raking in money, didn't want to go back at all.

What was so great about going back?

He would have to work from dawn till dusk as an assistant-a job even a dog wouldn't want-and wouldn't earn a single cent.

Here, on the other hand, he could get his mahjong fix, earn bright red banknotes, and avoid waiting on this Crown Prince. It was absolute bliss!

He wasn't going back. Not even if they killed him.

Xu Su secretly resolved to keep this bona fide great-aunt happy so he could stay here a little longer.

But after thinking it over, he decided he ought to first placate this Crown Prince who kept clamoring to go home. Only then could he enjoy himself in peace.

His eyes darted around, and he came up with an idea.

First, he smiled at Huo Ruyu and said, "Great-Aunt, I'm a little hungry."

The moment Huo Ruyu heard that her future great-nephew-in-law was hungry, she personally hurried to the kitchen to direct the servants to prepare food, cooperating perfectly with his plan.

Then, seizing the opportunity, he immediately pulled Huo Yuchen aside and began trying to brainwash him.

-Just like the adults had brainwashed him when he was little.

"...Since we came all this way, we should spend some proper time with her. Look how pitiful Great-Aunt is, all alone! Every extra moment we sit with her is another moment of happiness for her..."

Huo Yuchen listened in exasperation, repeatedly restraining himself from roaring, "Sure, we should keep an elder company, but what part of her has anything to do with being all alone?"

Then, unable to hold back any longer, he rolled his eyes and interrupted Xu Su's rambling.

"Don't worry. She's got so many mahjong partners that the line stretches all the way to France. She doesn't need you."

Xu Su paused. No wonder this old lady always had a smile in her eyes and so few wrinkles on her face. Her life was that good.

But!

"Whatever the case, we should still spend more time with our elders! That's filial piety! It's a virtue we younger people ought to have!"

Xu Su countered righteously, carefully studying Huo Yuchen at the same time, trying to find a trace of wavering on that flawlessly handsome face.

But all he saw written across it was speechless exasperation.

"...Sigh."

Xu Su sighed helplessly, seemingly having exhausted all his strength and tricks.

Just then, Ling Yi, who had waited inside for too long, ran out and started pulling Xu Su back in.

"Xu Su! The late-night snacks are ready. Come on, come on, keep signing auto... while we eat-hey, what are you doing?!"

Before she could finish saying "autographs," Huo Yuchen yanked Xu Su out of her grasp.

Like a wolf cub guarding his food, Huo Yuchen swept Xu Su behind him and glared at Ling Yi in displeasure.

He warned her, "That's enough. Don't go too far."

Ling Yi planted her hands on her hips, refusing to back down. "I didn't go too far!"

Huo Yuchen raised his voice too. "You're going too far everywhere!"

The two of them started arguing in English just like that.

Behind him, Xu Su strained his ears to listen, but his education was limited, and he couldn't understand a word.

Still, that didn't stop him from judging by Huo Yuchen's expression that, if the two hadn't grown up together, Huo Yuchen would have kicked Ling Yi flying.

After they had argued for quite a while, Xu Su got fed up, stepped between them, and shouted, "Shat ahp!"

"...?"

They turned to look at him, failing for a moment to recognize it as English.

Ignoring their stunned expressions, Xu Su dragged Huo Yuchen outside, muttering irritably, "Unbelievable."

Seeing him on the verge of exploding, Huo Yuchen's fury vanished completely. He smiled. "If you'd just come home with me earlier, none of this would've happened."

Xu Su turned and shot him a sidelong look with his moist, obsidian eyes, a hint of murder in his gaze.

"If that's how you're counting it, none of this would've happened if you hadn't brought me here in the first place."

Huo Yuchen raised his eyebrows slightly. "That wouldn't do. Great-Aunt wanted to meet you."

Xu Su stopped, confusion appearing between his delicate brows. "Why did Great-Aunt want to meet me?"

"Because..."

Unable to explain it easily on the spot, Huo Yuchen guiltily glanced into the distance. "Because she's your fan."

Xu Su frowned. "Really?"

She didn't really seem like one.

Huo Yuchen didn't blush or miss a breath. "Yes."

Since they had already left, and he figured they wouldn't meet again anyway, Xu Su stopped dwelling on this question with no answer and changed the subject.

"Will my 1.8 million be cash or a transfer?"

"..."

Huo Yuchen laughed in exasperation and lowered his head to rub his brow, suddenly realizing that Xu Su was still holding his hand.

In an instant.

"A transfer. And I'll double it."

"!!!"

On the way back, Xu Su fell asleep in the car again.

His head rested unconsciously against Huo Yuchen's solid shoulder, his arms hanging naturally down onto his legs as he slept soundly and sweetly.

The driver, A Jin, caught sight of him in the rearview mirror and said with a quiet chuckle, "Mr. Xu really sleeps well."

There hadn't been any sarcasm in those words, but Huo Yuchen was still a little displeased. "It's already three in the morning, and he spent the whole evening playing with Great-Aunt. How could he not be tired?"

A Jin didn't dare argue. "You're right."

"Focus on driving."

"Yes."

A Jin sheepishly withdrew his gaze and concentrated on driving.

But he still couldn't help pondering it.

He had noticed that his young master had changed considerably since going on that variety show.

He couldn't say exactly what had changed. All he knew was that, in the past, the Huo Family's Crown Prince would never have defended anyone over such a completely harmless remark.

Yet now, he wasn't just defending someone-there was even a faint hint of a lovesick lapdog about him!

At that thought, A Jin couldn't resist glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror again.

As he discreetly observed them, he discovered that his young master had actually slipped his fingers between Xu Su's.

He was utterly shocked. It felt like watching a monk return to secular life and get married, yet he couldn't help inwardly scoffing too. Eww~ Look how cheaply he's selling himself. Tsk, tsk.

After less than two hours of sleep, the deeply slumbering Xu Su was woken by his ringing phone.

After struggling a little, he groggily reached toward the bedside for his phone and answered without even looking at the caller.

The next second, Cheng Nan's furious voice came from the other end of the satellite connection.

"Where the fuck are you?! Got famous and let it go to your head, have you?!"

That roar instantly woke Xu Su, and his chest filled with the anger of being dragged out of sleep.

He hadn't noticed who was on the other end, but he didn't care. He roared straight back without the slightest courtesy.

"I'm fucking famous, so why can't I let it go to my head?! I'm not just full of myself, I'm fucking arrogant too! Who the fuck are you?! Mind your own business!"

"..."

The person on the other end seemed to have been angered into silence. Only after a long while did he grit out, "I'm Cheng Nan, the one who deci..."

"Cheng Nan? Pfft~"

His brain lagging behind his mouth, Xu Su scoffed with his eyes closed. "Then I'm 'Old Stories.'"

"..."

There was another long silence on the other end. When he spoke again, he was even angrier than before.

"I'm the agent who decides whether you earn five million or pay fifteen million in damages next!"

Xu Su: "..."