Chapter 63: Chapter 63 She Was Five, He Was Fifteen
Thinking of their blood relationship, Su Nian nodded: “Okay.”
Then Su Guotian turned his head and said to Shen Hanxiu: “Ah Shu, you come as well. Consider it a favor for this old man.”
Shen Hanxiu remained silent for a moment. He knew all too well how the Su Family treated Su Nian back then. Seeing such a sudden change on this return, he couldn’t help but be suspicious.
Since Su Nian had agreed, naturally, he had to follow to prevent this thoughtless woman from being wronged.
“Alright, we’ll head back first,” Shen Hanxiu responded indifferently, holding Su Bao with one arm and wrapping the other around Su Nian, who was holding Su Bao’s hand, looking very much like a happy family.
Listening to Su Zhen’s childish voice, Shen Hanxiu spoke in a patient and tender whisper. Then he considerately placed the child in the back seat, watching the Maybach fade from view…
Su Yalan was maddened with jealousy!
“Mom, look at that Su Nian!”
“Xiao Ya, don’t be anxious. Daddy and I are both on your side. On Saturday, you’ll get a chance to make a good impression in front of Ah Shu.”
Still unable to quell her anger, Su Yalan stomped her foot and went upstairs in a huff.
In the Maybach cruising through the night, Su Zhen’s milky voice sang the nursery rhymes she learned at school, humming and singing all the way, until Su Bao impatiently reached out to cover her mouth: “Stop it!”
“I’ll make noise!” she said, singing louder: “Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you… umm~”
Su Bao pressed harder over her mouth, and Su Zhen resorted to her usual tactic: “Wah~ Mom, Su Bao is hitting me!”
Shen Hanxiu, watching through the rearview mirror, couldn’t help but chuckle, then turned his head to ask Su Nian: “Does it remind you of anyone?”
Su Nian proudly answered him, “Of course my daughter takes after me!”
Shen Hanxiu chuckled without a word.
Back then, Zhang Xiaoni, at five years old, would disturb him when he tried to sleep.
“Han Zisheng, let’s play hide and seek!”
“Han Zisheng, get up and play with me!”
Her voice was childish and slightly imperious. He would ignore her with his eyes closed, so she sang nursery rhymes in his ear, off-key and awful to hear.
After a long time of being ignored, she would lie down beside him, holding his arm and mumbling a while, then she would fall asleep herself.
Every day she followed him around, calling him by his full name without respect, running to tattle to his grandfather the moment she felt aggrieved.
She was five, he was fifteen; no matter who was right or wrong, as long as she cried, their grandfather would scold him.
It was that unreasonable Zhang Xiaoni who crashed into his life, moved into his heart, and never left…
But now, she has forgotten the Han Zisheng of those days, yet he forever remembers their reunion six years ago when she bluntly called him an old man.
Back when he was younger, when she used to follow him around, why didn’t she think he was old then?
At night, after the children were asleep, he didn’t go back to his own place, prompting Su Nian to shoo him away: “Shen Han, this isn’t your home.”
He glanced at her, then sat down beside the sofa, asking, “Why didn’t you go to the airport today?”
Su Nian saw he didn’t leave but lay down lazily on the sofa instead.
It seemed he was intent on staying, so Su Nian decided not to waste her energy and turned towards the stairs, resigning to let him do as he pleased.
Seeing her turn, Shen Hanxiu suddenly grabbed her hand.
He tightened his grip so she couldn’t break free, lying on the sofa and looking at her. After a long gaze, he spoke faintly: “Say it again.”
“Crazy!” Su Nian struggled with both hands to pry his off but couldn’t even lift a finger.