Chapter 68

Ji Haokai drove out a Volkswagen Phaeton, a car with a low-key exterior design and luxurious interior configuration. Many people think of Mercedes-Benz or BMW when they talk about luxury cars, but the name Phaeton is rarely remembered. The low-key luxury of the Phaeton is truly unparalleled.

Sitting in the car, it slowly drove out of the Ji family's courtyard, then left the "wealthy neighborhood" and turned onto the provincial road.

This mission to accompany Ji Haokai back home was completed quite well, although there were some moments of nervousness. Overall, both Ji Haokai and Su Yuan were quite satisfied.

The provincial road was in good condition, and with few cars, Ji Haokai accelerated the Phaeton to 160 kilometers per hour. For a car designed to reach 300 kilometers per hour with an electronic speed limit of 250 kilometers per hour, this speed was nothing to mention. Su Yuan, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Ji Haokai, surprised by his wild side.

As they gradually entered the residential area, the buildings and vehicles on both sides increased, and the speed naturally slowed down. This was a small town, not as bustling as the city center, and far less prosperous than Binhe City, but the bustling vehicles and pedestrians had their own unique charm.

The utility poles on both sides kept retreating. When they passed a middle school, Su Yuan asked the car to stop. Her home was next to Hai Zhou No. 1 Middle School, a ten-minute walk away.

"Let me off here." She opened the door, took her bag, and then smiled at Ji Haokai through the glass window.

"Really don't need me to take you home?"

Su Yuan shook her head with a smile. Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and her mother, Su Caiwei, was also at home. If she returned in a luxury car, it would only cause unnecessary trouble. Su Yuan, who always disliked trouble, deliberately avoided it.

"Su Yuan, wait. Can I ask you a question before you go?" Ji Haokai hesitated for a moment and asked.

"What question?" Su Yuan's face showed confusion. Ji Haokai said, "Don't be angry when I ask."

"Go ahead, I won't be angry."

Seeing her response, Ji Haokai asked, "What is your real gender, male or female?"

"Guess?" Su Yuan squinted her eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Oh... forget it, since you put it that way, I'll take my leave!" He stepped on the gas and sped away, leaving a trail of dust behind.

Watching the car disappear from sight, Su Yuan rolled her eyes in disdain. She turned her head and saw the sign "Donghai Province Hai Zhou No. 1 Middle School," and thought about the six years she had spent there, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

Shaking her head, she walked home with her bag. The ten-minute walk indeed took only ten minutes. She had timed it many times in junior high, but back then, her purpose was just to give herself more time to sleep in without being late.

This was an old residential area, built on a slope, with the height gradually increasing. At the back of the complex, the first floor was even level with the third floor of the buildings in front. Su Yuan's home was in the middle, so every day when she went out, she had a wide view of the surroundings.

The cement ground was gray and slightly cracked, with various potted plants on both sides, including cherry, red fig, orange, and arhat pine, as well as orchids, golden bamboo, pothos, and sensitive plants. The greenery extended all the way to the door.

Su Caiwei, Su Yuan's mother, had always been passionate about plants, and under her influence, Su Yuan herself was also very interested in plants. She remembered that even though she was quite mischievous as a child, she was very careful with the family's potted plants.

Elegant women often love plants, and a woman like Su Caiwei, who exuded grace and refinement, couldn't do without the embellishment of plants.

Taking out the key, Su Yuan opened the door and walked in, but found no sign of her mother. She didn't see Su Caiwei in the living room, bedroom, or kitchen.

She casually threw her bag on the sofa and took a drink from the fridge. Su Yuan knew her mother's routine was very simple. If she wasn't at home, she was either at school or at the market, or at the stationery factory. There was no fourth option.

When she took the drink, she noticed the fridge was empty, so she must be at the market. Su Yuan took out her phone and called her, "Mom, I'm home. Where are you?"

"Oh, Xiaoyuan, Mom is at the stationery factory and won't be back until the afternoon. Have lunch at Aunt Liu's place."

Su Yuan said "Oh" and hung up. She knew her mother must be very busy, as she could hear the sound of machinery in the background, indicating she was in the workshop. Speaking of the stationery factory, Su Yuan had only been there as a child, finding it too far and uninteresting, so she never went back.

Aunt Liu was Su Yuan's neighbor, living next door. Her two sons worked out of town, and her husband had passed away early, so she lived alone. During holidays, her sons and daughters would bring their grandchildren to visit her.

Su Yuan had a good impression of Aunt Liu, except for her enthusiasm in introducing "friends" to her mother, which she disliked. Although her mother wasn't old, no child would want a stranger to suddenly become their "father."

So for a while, Su Yuan particularly disliked Aunt Liu, but as she grew older, she gradually became more understanding. It wasn't easy for her mother to raise her alone, and her efforts to find a partner for her mother always ended in vain. Now, she felt she had been too selfish.

"Aunt Liu?" As she stepped out, she saw Aunt Liu in the kitchen washing rice to prepare for lunch.

Aunt Liu was in her sixties. Technically, Su Yuan should call her "Grandma Liu," but the neighbors were used to calling her "Aunt Liu," as if it were her name rather than a title.

Seeing Su Yuan come out, Aunt Liu smiled and said, "Oh, it's Su Yuan! You're back for the holiday?"

Su Yuan nodded with a smile, "Yes, it's a long holiday for the Mid-Autumn and National Day, eight days!"

She knew Aunt Liu loved holidays because her grandchildren would come to visit.

Sure enough, Aunt Liu was very happy and said warmly, "Your mom is out, right? Why don't you have lunch at Aunt Liu's place?"

"Sure!" Without being shy, she immediately agreed.

"Great, great! Aunt Liu will add a dish you like for lunch!"

Looking at Aunt Liu's gray hair, Su Yuan felt a sense of warmth. Aunt Liu was very simple and kind. "Aunt Liu, let me help you wash the rice."

"Sure, sure! You wash the rice, and Aunt Liu will cook the dishes! Oh, and add some more rice..."

Taking the basin from Aunt Liu, Su Yuan glanced at her with her already blurry eyes and smiled, "Xiaoyuan, you're getting more and more handsome. Your face and hands are even more delicate than a young lady's. When my granddaughter grows up, would you marry her?"

Su Yuan felt embarrassed, continuing to wash the rice, "Aunt Liu, go cook your dishes."

"Hehe, young people are so shy. Okay, Aunt Liu won't say more." Aunt Liu went in to cook, and Su Yuan shook her head, finding the topic a bit ridiculous. If she remembered correctly, Aunt Liu's granddaughter was only fifteen, a young and beautiful girl.

Bai Juyi wrote: "At fifteen, she is more beautiful than a fairy, like the moon in the daytime and a lotus on dry land. Where does she teach the parrot to speak, under the green gauze window and in front of the embroidery bed."

Although she was willing, she had to consider the reality of the situation!

After lunch at Aunt Liu's, Su Yuan wandered around the town, following her memories. She ended up at Hai Zhou No. 1 Middle School. The campus was quiet, with only a few security guards at the gate, and the inside was peaceful.

Su Yuan walked in through the main gate, and the security guards didn't stop her. One of the new guards, who had just finished patrolling the campus, shyly called her "Ms. Su." Su Yuan smiled, nodded, and walked past him.

All this was because Su Yuan looked so much like her mother, Su Caiwei. Su Yuan and her mother had at least 90% similarity, and she had always been proud of her good genes. However, she gradually realized that while her mother's genes were good, they also brought her some side effects.

Is it really good for a man to look like this?

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