Although he knew his body was still there, becoming a vegetable didn’t seem much better.
Su Yu anxiously flicked his tail, contemplating how to sneak into the hospital to see his own body.
Regardless of whether he could transmigrate back, at least seeing it would bring him peace of mind.
What if he did transmigrate back?
He licked his furry mouth, temporarily setting aside the matter of his body.
Su Yu retracted his claws and began typing again, looking for any other news.
Su Yu stayed in the study for a long time, clicking on and reading every piece of news related to the Su family.
The mix of true and false news allowed him to piece together a general idea:
Soon after his mother sent him away, she became seriously ill and was hospitalized.
The Su family didn’t disclose the specific illness, only saying that Mrs.
Su was weak and needed rest, and the location of her recuperation was also kept secret to avoid disturbing her.
Then came his car accident.
The taxi driver died on the spot, and his body fell into a coma.
The hospital diagnosed him as being in a vegetative state, with almost zero chance of waking up.
During this period, Su Qingwen, as the head of the Su family, made numerous public appearances.
He looked thin and haggard, which indeed elicited a lot of sympathy, making Su Yu’s mouth twitch.
***
Su Yu’s parents’ marriage was a product of a family alliance.
His mother, when young, was headstrong and proud, intolerant of any slight, while Su Qingwen was a philanderer who indulged in flirtations everywhere.
Their marital relationship once dropped to freezing point.
However, due to family ties, neither of them took drastic measures to avoid affecting the cooperation between their two families.
It wasn’t until Su Yu was born—perhaps with an heir, or perhaps after so many years, Su Qingwen no longer wished to feign harmony—that he simply gave up and stopped caring about Su Yu and his mother at home, citing busy business as an excuse and moving out.
These were things outsiders didn’t know.
Su Qingwen was cautious in his actions and had always maintained a decent public image.
But in reality, Su Yu grew up with his mother and barely saw Su Qingwen a few times a year; the idea of a harmonious family was simply a joke.
This whole incident, from beginning to end, was bizarre.
Before the accident, his mother frantically sent him away but said nothing, even taking his phone, clearly not wanting anyone to find him.
Su Yu scratched his chin.
The series of events was definitely connected to Su Qingwen, and his mother’s current condition was also unknown.
He absolutely didn’t believe the Su family’s claim of a serious illness; the most likely scenario was that she had been placed under house arrest by the Su family under the guise of recuperation.
But if something had happened to his mother, his maternal uncles’ side wouldn’t remain silent.
***
Scratching the table in frustration, Su Yu realized things were far more complicated than he had imagined.
It seemed he had to find a way to go back, at least to the Su family to gather some information first.
Having sorted out his thoughts, he looked up at the time; it was already five in the afternoon. Qin Shou would be coming home from work soon.
He efficiently shut down the computer.
Su Yu left the study with light steps.
Meanwhile, Luo Xiaoman’s situation on the other side was not good at all.
From discovering the secret of the Su family, or rather, Su Wenqing, to hastily arranging Su Yu’s departure, only a few days had passed, but too many things had happened one after another.
Especially after Su Yu’s car accident, Luo Xiaoman, who had always been extremely well-preserved and looked no older than thirty, instantly aged significantly.
Her only son lay unconscious in the hospital, and she couldn’t even go to see him.
Mother Su hated Su Wenqing to the core but was trapped in the sanatorium.
Even with a thousand tricks, she couldn’t employ any of them.
***
The people Su Wenqing sent to probe her had all been rebuffed with a few words.
Calculating the days, Su Wenqing himself should be coming over soon.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Su Wenqing placed a flower basket on the table, his tone gentle.
“Xiaoman, are you feeling better?”
“This hypocrite!”
Luo Xiaoman cursed silently.
On her face, however, she showed no hint of it, saying with a half-smile, “If I said I was better, would you let me see Ayu?”
“Ayu hasn’t woken up yet, the doctor says…”
He deliberately paused, Su Qingwen sat by the bedside, satisfied with Luo Xiaoman’s pale complexion, and continued, “He might never wake up.”
Luo Xiaoman trembled, her nails digging into her palms.
Her gaze at Su Qingwen was like a sharp blade, wishing she could flay and dismember him.
***
“You don’t have to look at me like that,” Su Qingwen pretended to sigh.
“If you had given me the thing obediently, none of this would have happened.”
Luo Xiaoman sneered, “If I had given you the thing, I’m afraid I’d be lying in the ICU right now just like Ayu, wouldn’t I?”
Before Su Qingwen could reply, Luo Xiaoman continued, “Let’s be frank with each other. If anything happens to Ayu, I’ll risk my own life to take you down with me.”
“You wanted to know where the recording went, right? I’ll tell you now: I already sent someone to give it to my brother. If something happens to Ah Yu and me, the Luo family will have no more reservations. You better think this through.”
Su Qingwen’s expression was uncertain.
He couldn’t tell if Luo Xiaoman’s words were a desperate gamble or a diversion.
He then thought that with Su Yu and his mother in his hands, the Luo family probably couldn’t pull off any tricks.
It seemed he wouldn’t get any answers today.
Su Qingwen softened his expression and said gently, “You don’t need to be so anxious. Take good care of yourself. Ayu is still waiting for you to look after him.”
Too lazy to look at his hypocritical face, Luo Xiaoman turned her head away in disgust.
A muffled sound came from the doorway, indicating Su Qingwen had left.
Luo Xiaoman, whose fingers were tightly clenched under the blanket, suddenly relaxed her grip.
Her palms were covered in cold sweat.
In reality, there was no recording at all.
She had simply overheard a few scattered words at the time.
If Su Qingwen hadn’t had a guilty conscience and secretly tried to test her, which made her discover the clues, she wouldn’t have guessed all the dirty things Su Qingwen was doing behind the scenes.
Those who conspired with Su Qingwen were not good people, and their marital affection was even less reliable.
If she hadn’t acted preemptively and claimed to have a recording, her body would probably be rotting in some corner by now.
It was just pitiful that Ah Yu was alone in the hospital, and she didn’t know if anyone was taking care of him.
Luo Xiaoman angrily slammed the bed, then finally slid down weakly to the headboard.
***
Six in the afternoon was rush hour.
The congested traffic moved at a snail’s pace.
Tan Shou rested his arm, gazing out at the traffic, lost in thought.
News came from the old family home: the psychiatrist who treated his mother back then had been found.
Tan Shou’s parents had married for love, a typical prince and Cinderella story, but the ending was far more tragic than in the fairy tale.
In their early years, his parents’ relationship was very good.
Tan Shou was happy until he was ten years old.
All the changes happened in the year Tan Shou turned ten—
His mother got pregnant, his grandfather became gravely ill, and his father had an affair…
After a series of events, came a period of bleakness and bloodshed.
His father’s affair stimulated his pregnant mother.
Women are always sensitive and fragile during this special period.
She began to be paranoid, with intense arguments and hysterical crying, all of which caused their once happy and complete family to fall apart.
His father not coming home became a regular occurrence, and when his mother was six months pregnant, she became severely depressed and chose the most extreme way out, taking her unborn child with her.
A ten-year-old child isn’t big, but it’s old enough to remember things.
Moreover, Tan Shou had always been precocious.
Everyone around him just saw him as a naive child, thinking he must have long forgotten the events of over a decade ago.
Little did they know that he had seen everything that happened back then and kept it in his heart.
There were too many suspicious points in the whole incident.
His father could reasonably immerse himself in grief and pretend not to see, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t forget.
He would avenge his mother and brother, sooner or later.
“Beep! Beep!”
The car behind him honked.
Tan Shou snapped back to attention.
The congested traffic ahead finally cleared. He silently sped up, heading towards home.
***
Su Yu noticed that his owner seemed a bit down.
As a qualified “split personality,” the owner was still poker-faced and preoccupied even after coming home.
This was completely unscientific.
Had he encountered something annoying?
Su Yu thought.
He actually felt a little sorry for such an owner.
Maybe he should offer a little comfort.
Carefully jumping onto the man’s lap, Su Yu stretched out, leaned close to the man’s distracted face, and gently licked his owner’s handsome cheek with his tongue.
“Meow—”
‘His little face is quite tender, o(￣︶￣)o’
Feeling the brief, fleeting wetness on his face, Tan Shou, who had snapped back to reality, just happened to see the cat that had taken advantage and run off.
Quickly, he grabbed Su Yu, then turned the entire cat to face him.
Tan Shou said, heartbroken, “Son! How can you kiss and run off like that!”
“You have to be responsible for Dad!”
“You’re warming Dad’s bed tonight.”
Su Yu tried to cover his face with his two furry paws, feeling utterly broken inside, wishing he could go back in time and beat that idiotic self who felt sorry for Tan Shou!
What was there to feel sorry for about a crazy person!
He should have spent time feeling sorry for himself; he was already a cat and still worrying pointlessly!
Su Yu resisted passively, trying to play dead to escape reality.
However, Tan “Crazy Person” Shou, who had resurrected with full HP after shedding his negative emotions, wouldn’t let him off so easily.
‘Covering face with paws? Pry them open!’
Tan Shou shamelessly leaned in and kissed the furry head.
Cough, the texture was still great, it’s just that he accidentally opened his mouth a bit wide.
So Su Yu felt his head was wet, as if it was stained with some indescribable liquid.
Su Yu, realizing what it was, was utterly shocked!
Holy crap!
Crazy person!
He actually!
Smeared!
Saliva!
All over!
His!
Incredibly noble!
Head!
Due to the extreme shock, Su Yu instinctively rubbed his head on Tan Shou’s suit jacket.
Tan Shou silently looked at the small, suspicious dark wet stain on his suit.
‘It seems I can feel my son’s disdain’
After a bizarre two seconds of silence, staring at the small patch of flattened fur in the middle of his cat’s forehead, Tan Shou decisively scooped up the cat and took him to the bathroom.
To destroy the evidence.
One person and one cat took a fragrant bath in the bathroom, both conveniently forgetting the previous awkwardness.
After soaking for about half an hour, Tan Shou carried the lazily bathed cat out and used a hairdryer to blow dry the fur of the thoroughly wet, somewhat thinner cat.
‘If only he weren’t naked,’ Su Yu thought groggily.
‘I really don’t want to see my owner’s “bird”!’
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