"Youyou, the meal is ready, come out and eat?"

Su Rong knocked gently on the door. This woman who was efficient and effective at work was always gentle as water at home, but there was always a lingering sadness in her heart.

Before it was the adolescent Su Le, now it is the unhappy Su You.

"Youyou?"

She never enters her child's room without permission. Even if she occasionally brings some fruit after dinner, she will knock on the door in advance and only open the door after getting permission. She does not think that the child has no privacy because he is hers.

There was no response to the first knock, but at the third knock, an impatient voice penetrated the door.

"I'm not hungry and don't want to eat!"

Su Rong was a little worried, "I didn't eat at noon. If I don't eat at night, my stomach will feel uncomfortable..."

"Swish"

The door was suddenly opened, and Su You, wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes, spoke in an aggressive tone.

"Are you annoying? Can you please stop wasting time?!"

"I told you not to eat, not to eat, not to eat. Don't you understand?"

"Mom is just worried about you." Su Rong felt a little sad when her son said that, but she could see that Su You was in a bad mood, so she didn't ask too much. She just cared about his health, "Then you have a good rest. If you are hungry in the middle of the night, call me and mom won't disturb you--"

"boom"

"understood."

Through the last gap when the door was slammed shut, three indifferent words floated into the ears of Su Le who was standing next to him.

"Mom, why do you care about him? If you're hungry, just go find something to eat!"

Su Le couldn't stand Su You's attitude and glared at the closed door, "He's been spoiled by his bad temper. Who is he showing his disdain to?"

Su Rong slapped him on the shoulder and said, "How can you talk like that? He is your brother."

Su Le muttered, "Forget it, I don't have a brother who loses his temper with his mother."

"I can't even shut your mouth when I eat!"

Su Rong glanced at him and quickly put a bowl of rice in front of him.

"Yesterday you and Youyou said you were going to the amusement park. Did something happen?" Su Rong asked after eating only a few bites.

Su Le paused in picking up the food, turned a corner and put it on another plate, without even looking up, he said, "What could it be? He had a lot of fun yesterday, maybe he was in a bad mood because of the traffic jam on the way back."

In order to cover it up, he and Su You only told Su Rong that they were bored at home and planned to go to the amusement park for a day, but did not say who they were going with.

"That's it."

Su Rong didn't believe it, but she didn't plan to ask too much. As children grow older, they will have more secrets. All she can do is to give them the help that a mother should give when they need her.

It is also because of this that even though Su Le is in his rebellious period, he has a very good relationship with his mother. Rather than being a mother and son, they are more like friends.

"Mom, you said—"

"Ok?"

Su Le opened his mouth, but finally shook his head and put a piece of food into Su Rong's bowl with chopsticks. "It's nothing. Don't just focus on me. Eat more too."

"Hey." Su Rong smiled.

Seeing her like this, Su Le decided to wait a little longer. If Su You still didn't change, he would tell her some things.

To be honest, he really didn't want his mother to be sad.

Sometimes I even have an illusion that Su You has nothing in common with his family members in terms of personality except for his appearance. It was okay when he was a child, but as he grew up, the difference became more and more obvious.

A ridiculous thought flashed through my mind.

Could it be that Su You is not his biological son?

Su Le shook his head and sighed. It turned out that he had read too many novels. How could such a thing... be possible?

"Can I call you Youyou?"

"You answered my call. Does that mean you are finally willing to go back to your mother?"

In the bedroom, Su You, lying on the bed, stared at the strange number on his mobile phone.

This was the thirty-second time he had received a call from the woman this month. It seemed that she was really persistent.

He didn't shout "I'm your father" angrily like he did once before. His eyes flickered and he asked, "You said you are my mother. Do you have any evidence?"

"Since you can get my name and phone number, you should also know that my mother is Su Rong and I have a younger brother named Su Le."

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to be trying hard to hold back her anger. "How can someone like that be worthy of you calling me mom?!"

"It's her honor to raise you to this age!"

Then he got back to the matter of evidence, "You have a red round birthmark on your back. It is the mark of every member of the Su family."

Su You frowned and touched his back.

Why does the tone sound so much like a security code?

"You expect me to trust you on this one?"

"Of course not only that." The woman was very confident. "I tried my best to give birth to you, but that bitch was jealous of my beauty and Mr. Su's special treatment of me. She was suspicious all day and tried to do something to me. It just so happened that she and I gave birth on the same day, and that bitch cruelly replaced you, wanting me to raise her bastard!"

"But she didn't expect that the housekeeper at that time had other ideas and actually snatched you away!"

Liu Yan suppressed her anger, "You have saved that little bastard from disaster! He is now comfortably serving as the young master of the Su family, enjoying wealth and glory, while my poor Youyou has suffered so much over the years..."

"Now that mom is Madam Su, everything in the Su family should be yours!"

The last sentence made Su You feel that the evidence was not that important. He almost believed what the woman said. No liar would deliberately make up a melodramatic story to trick him.

Now what’s important is…

"The Su family... is very rich?"

He fisted the sheets tightly and held his breath.

Liu Yan wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded vigorously, "That's quite rich!"

Otherwise she wouldn't be the third one.

It’s just Tusuhe’s money, what else is there to gain?

Does Tusuhe have more wrinkles, grind his teeth when sleeping, and snore?

"At least you can buy whatever you want and never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

"If you don't believe it, you can still--"

"mom!"

Liu Yan wanted to say a few more words. Over such a long period of time, the hundreds of blocked mobile phone numbers have reminded her son how vigilant he is.

I didn't expect to hear such a surprise suddenly.

"You... call me again?"

Compared to the first time, Su You was much more proficient, "Mom!"

Liu Yan choked up and burst into tears, "Hey! Call me again!"

Her son finally recognized her as his mother. She was so touched.

Su You: “…”

It’s not over, right?

"Mom, when will you come to pick me up and bring me back to my roots? I miss you so much..." He softened his voice.

Liu Yan looked sharp, "What? Did someone bully you?"

Su You stammered, "No, nothing, I'm just not very happy. I don't like the food she cooked tonight, and I didn't get enough rest last night."

He almost said directly: Mom, please take me back home and let me live a good life.

Liu Yan frowned, "I'm sorry to have wronged you. I'll transfer some money to you later so you can have something good to eat. But I'm sorry to have wronged you for the time being. I'll take care of that little bastard and your father, and then I'll take you back."

Su You instantly lost the mood to continue the conversation.

until--

"xxx received xxxxxx yuan"

【Thank you, Mom! 】

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