The pack of disreputable friends and lackeys behind Zhao Yin had been about to rush forward and teach Su Yi a lesson, but Gao Yun's furious shout left them afraid to say a word.
The bar was noisy to begin with. Zhao Yin's face flushed red, and only after struggling for a long while did he grit his teeth and ask, "Mom, what are you doing here?"
Zhao Yin's family was fairly wealthy, and he was known as Young Master Zhao at school. But he was only a sophomore, after all, and now his mother had caught him red-handed at a nightclub. Judging by how angry Gao Yun looked, he would most likely have more trouble than he could handle.
Su Yi stood between them. Gao Yun's face was full of anger, and he said to her, "Sister Yun, don't be angry. He's still young. There's nothing wrong with coming out to have some fun."
"You... you're trying to get one over on me, aren't you?!" Zhao Yin was flustered and furious. If Su Yi called his mother Sister Yun, wasn't he putting himself a generation above Zhao Yin?
Su Yi said quite naturally, "What kind of way is that to talk, child? Is there anything wrong with calling your mother Sister Yun? How am I getting one over on you?"
It might have been fine if he had left it unsaid, but once he said it aloud, he was practically declaring that he meant to put himself above Zhao Yin.
Gao Yun had come to the bar today to find Su Yi, never expecting to run into Zhao Yin.
Hearing Su Yi call her Sister Yun in front of her son made her feel a wave of bashfulness. Especially with the way Su Yi put it, it felt as though he regarded her as someone of his own generation.
If Su Yi had slept with her for money last night, she would, at most, have treated him as a plaything. But the way he refused to bow to money had already deeply captivated her.
Who said there wasn't a single decent man out there?
Gao Yun quietly drew a breath to compose herself, glanced at Su Yi, and said to Zhao Yin, "Little Yin, let me introduce you. This is your Uncle Su. Aren't you going to greet him?!"
Holy shit!
Not one person in the group behind Zhao Yin dared to speak.
Su Yi looked about the same age as Zhao Yin, yet now Zhao Yin's mother insisted that Zhao Yin call him Uncle. Did that mean Su Yi had hooked up with Zhao Yin's mother?
This was ridiculous!
"Mom! What are you talking about? Why should I call him Uncle?" Zhao Yin clenched his fists. He had originally come here to hit on Lin Yiyun, and after spotting Su Yi, he had naturally wanted to humiliate him. Now look what had happened-he actually had to call him Uncle?
Gao Yun's expression chilled, and she said flatly, "You don't have to! I'll cut off your allowance for six months! And you can stop driving the car too, so you won't be out making trouble every day!"
"Six months? Why don't you just starve me to death?" Zhao Yin said, bracing himself. "Anyway, there's absolutely no way I'm calling him that!" At this point, he paused, waved at the group behind him, and said, "You guys go on ahead. We'll hang out another day."
The group behind Zhao Yin could only smile awkwardly. As the one in the lead passed Gao Yun, he lowered his head and said, "Auntie, we'll be going, then..."
The others could only say their goodbyes to Gao Yun in turn. "Auntie, we're leaving."
Gao Yun's face was livid. She merely nodded, not even bothering to speak to these boys.
Only after the group had left did Gao Yun fix her eyes on Zhao Yin and ask coldly, "Zhao Yin, are you going to call him Uncle or not?"
Ordinarily, a middle-aged woman running into her own son while looking for a man at a nightclub would have felt at least a little awkward, but Gao Yun really was no ordinary woman.
She had spent years fighting her way through the business world and did not care what others thought. In any case, she had her sights set on Su Yi, and age did not matter.
Especially when Su Yi called her Sister Yun-it made her heart melt.
Zhao Yin gave Su Yi a long look and began to waver. He knew his mother's temperament. If he dared go against her wishes today, she really would cut off his allowance for six months and take his car away.
On reflection, calling him that once was no big deal. His mother was, at most, enjoying the novelty of Su Yi. Once that wore off, however arrogant Su Yi was now would be just how miserable he would be then.
As the saying went, a true hero did not suffer a disadvantage right before his eyes! Besides, there was no one else around, and the bar was so noisy that the people nearby would not hear him.
"Uncle!" Zhao Yin called to Su Yi, keeping his voice as low as possible.
At that moment, he imagined himself as Han Xin. Back then, Han Xin had even endured the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs. All he had to do now was call Su Yi Uncle. What was the big deal?
Su Yi raised an eyebrow. "What did you say?"
Zhao Yin's face darkened. Fuck, this was far worse than humiliation!
Gao Yun snorted. "Weren't you so loud just now? How come you've lost your voice?"
Fuck!
Zhao Yin seriously wondered whether he was her biological son, or whether Su Yi had slipped his mother some kind of mind-bewitching drug. Why was his mother taking Su Yi's side?
Su Yi was an old monster who had lived for who knew how many years. In his eyes, although Gao Yun was no longer as young as a maiden in her budding years, she was still a woman whose charms lingered in middle age. There was no way he could call Gao Yun Auntie or anything of the sort. Calling her Sister Yun was already a concession to his current identity.
"Sister Yun, don't make things difficult for the child. If he doesn't want to say it, just let it go." Su Yi looked thoroughly magnanimous, yet he was displaying his "green tea" artistry to its fullest extent.
He was growing less and less fond of getting physical with people. Especially when dealing with a rich young master like Zhao Yin, he had even less desire to fight.
Gao Yun waved at Zhao Yin and said, "Shouldn't you be at school at this hour? Go on! Be more polite to your Uncle Su from now on!"
"Mom, I'm leaving, then!" Zhao Yin truly was somewhat afraid of his mother. Ever since he was little, Gao Yun had been frighteningly domineering. If he did not grease his soles and make himself scarce now, was he supposed to stay and have another couple of drinks with Su Yi?
Gao Yun said nothing more. Only after Zhao Yin had left did she smile at Su Yi and say, "Little Su, let's sit here and have a few drinks. We'll just chat tonight and won't drink too much."
When it came to drinking, Gao Yun truly felt she was no match for Su Yi. Besides, by now, she wanted more than just his body.
She had spent the whole day thinking about it and felt she could first sound Su Yi out. Although this young man looked considerably younger than her, he seemed to be brimming with charm.
He was young, yet his eyes held a weathered depth rarely seen even in mature men. How could such a man exist in this world?
"Sure, let's sit here and have a little." Su Yi could certainly be said to have known countless women. He would not go so far as to welcome every comer, but wasn't his job now to keep women company while they drank?
Thinking of the women in brothels in the past, no matter how unattractive their customers were or how nasty their attitudes, they still had to serve them, didn't they?
Gao Yun was fairly polite to him, and all he had to do now was drink with her. Why would he refuse?
After they had each had a drink, Gao Yun asked tentatively, "Little Su, who else is there in your family?"
Su Yi smiled. "I'm an orphan. No father or mother, and no brothers or sisters either."