eir life worse. Su Can had already made up his mind.Wang Haoran seemed interested in the current situation but didn't say anything; he just watched curiously how Su Can would handle this provocation f...The Great Rebirth Chapter 111: Returning Home

Su Cen, how could you! Before the dinner celebrating Tang Wu's new home being completed, people were speculating about whether her cooking skills would be good and what her new residence and boudoir would look like.

It was like the classic line from "A Chinese Ghost Story" in 1995: he guessed the process but not the outcome.

After drinking, once the effects of the alcohol kicked in, Su Cen couldn't hold on anymore and fell onto the dining table like a puppet with its strings cut. He was eventually helped to the sofa where he could still faintly hear TV sounds and Mu Kai's voice moving him around, "Brother Su Cen, Brother Su Cen, you sleep well now. We're leaving."

The night had fallen deep as the banquet dispersed.

In the second-floor bedroom of Tang Wu's parents' duplex house, Mr. Tang angrily shouted, "What kind of nonsense is Zhao Zhongda When does Su Cen need him around when he drinks with others Why should Li Yan drink just because he wants to! In this household, I am still the master; how has it come to a point where everything must be dictated by Li Yan"

Mu Wei bent down in the spacious bedroom and opened the wardrobe, taking out dark golden silk pyjamas and handing them to Mr. Tang who was seething beside the bed. She glanced at him and asked, "Are you this upset because Su Cen had a good time drinking with Li Yan but not with you"

"Of course not, of course not," Mr. Tang's face visibly stiffened before he laughed dryly.

Mu Wei didn't bother looking at his expression.

When Su Cen passed out on the sofa drunk, it was Mr. Tang who took him to the guest room upstairs. But even disregarding this being a new home, Mu Wei wouldn’t have let guests stay overnight in their Chengdu house due to her slight obsessive cleanliness.

There was always one cleaning session every week; if there were gatherings at home like today, then there would definitely be a thorough clean-up the next day.

So while they had guest rooms, Mu Wei seldom used them. Apart from their respective fathers-in-law, even close relatives such as Mu Kai, Tang Wu’s second aunt and third aunt wouldn't stay overnight unless absolutely necessary.

Currently, Su Cen was comfortably lying on that soft bed upstairs. Originally, Mu Wei had planned to have Mr. Tang put him there with a blanket covering him and the air conditioner turned on for the night, but unexpectedly, when Tang Wu tiptoed over, she opened the storage cabinet, took out a quilt fearing Su Cen might be cold.

Mu Wei’s eyes widened slightly at this; it was an expensive quilt from years ago, one that had been part of her dowry when marrying Mr. Tang back then. At that time material scarcity meant Mu Wei stubbornly insisted on being with him despite the disapproval of her family in Xia Hai and Mu Laotai declaring she wouldn’t support them, making everything start anew.

The two got married without a grand wedding ceremony; they couldn't afford one, as their combined monthly salary was only five hundred yuan. Mu Xiu suddenly became a housewife worrying about rent, water and electricity bills, and the daily necessities after marrying into the family from a prestigious background of high officials' children. Yet, she was still happy.

At that time, Tang's father brought an entire set of gifts as dowry instead of gold necklaces or earrings. There was a statue of "Venus de Milo" made of gypsum and eight quilts that could last for twenty years. These quilts were made from genuine brocade with hand-embroidered dragons and phoenixes, which would wrinkle easily when washed and fade quickly over time. He said, "I can't buy you jewelry but I won’t let my wife feel cold or hungry. Therefore, I bought more quilts for her. You don’t need to spend extra money on these things in the coming years."

Among this pile of quilts, some were carefully preserved out of捨不得 (reluctance). But once used, their quality might not hold up well.

Nowadays, material living conditions are better, but those quilts still haven’t been touched. Occasionally thinking about them evokes nostalgia. However, even Mu Ban couldn't bear to use the quilts given at her wedding, which were now beautifully covering this young man in the guest room, and they were provided by Tang Wu. At that moment, Mu Ban felt she needed to leave quickly or else she would be tossing and turning all night with inner conflict.

Comparison...

The second floor had five rooms, and Tang Wu's bedroom was two rooms away from Su Can’s guest room. Tang Wu was soaking in a warm bathtub, listening to the sound of water flowing. Originally, today Tang's father planned for Li Lan to drive and pick up Su Can to take him back to school. With their new home and it being weekend, Tang Wu naturally had to stay at her own place. Who would have thought that Su Can got drunk.

But when she thought about this, Tang Wu couldn’t help but smile. She imagined how her grandfather, Mr. Qian, was left speechless by Su Can's actions and could only glare in frustration without any solution since he misunderstood Su Can’s intentions. Tang Wu remembered how straightforward her grandfather was and how for the first time today, he seemed worried about what she might say that would make Su Can even more stubborn, thinking about it carefully. Seeing everything with her eyes, Tang Wu found this quite amusing.

Clearly not having much tolerance for alcohol, yet still insisting on drinking to his limits. Behind such a stubborn insistence was perhaps the reason why he sometimes attracted people.

Tang Wu also noticed many people's admiration towards Su Can, of course, partly due to her cousin’s magazine that had become well-known among family and friends. Otherwise Zhang Chaoyang wouldn’t have reacted so subtly as if there were no misunderstanding between him and Su Can at all.

As for Song Pengcheng, many people probably use him as a benchmark to compare with Su Can.

Before leaving during the evening banquet today, Song Pengcheng said something to her, "Tang Wu, you shouldn't enter this club. When Su Can was expelled, you saw how they handled it improperly, and similarly, their level wasn’t up to par. If you really want to exercise somewhere, with your family situation and abilities, there are definitely better options like the Beijing university student association. Here is my business card; whether you need someone to chat with or introduce some friends, just give me a call anytime."

The Beijing University Student Elite Association generally does not accept students from outside of Beijing. However, through member introductions, it’s possible to join. Song Pengcheng joined this club last year and received substantial benefits. Behind all this is someone from the South China Liquor Group's public relations department and the marketing director of Chineseweb, both contributing significantly to his business expansion that has been rapid and even allowed him to be in a half-suspended study status this semester.

Achieving such results naturally makes Song Pengcheng proud wherever he is.

However, Tang Wu's family’s most outstanding member is probably Tang Kai. Therefore, she was somewhat aware of some outrageous things done by Song Pengcheng. She didn't dislike him, but definitely did not like comparing Su Can to him.

As for the talk among middle-aged women about how they should find a son-in-law like Song Pengcheng, even Tang Kaiqian, who always advocates a high-quality lifestyle, would not agree with this.

Zhuo Wu naturally cares less about it.

Thinking that Su Cen is right next door to her. With such an unexpected ending of the night, under the steamy warmth from the bathtub, Tang Wu's cheeks turned rosy. She couldn't help but lift herself up gently and slide into the hot water, leaving only her pert little nose above the surface and her obsidian-black eyes隱約可見於霧氣中。

When Su Cen woke up, apart from smelling camphor balls from the cotton quilt, there was also a faint fragrance. This scent seemed familiar to Su Cen. After his consciousness took over, he realized that most of the alcohol smell had dissipated. The young body recovers quickly; if it were in another era, waking up after just one night would probably leave his head still foggy.

He observed his surroundings: walls, doors, furniture, and curtains pulled down to cover the room. Light managed to seep through tiny cracks, allowing him to faintly see the rooftop garden of the opposite building through the thin curtain. Seeing the old quilt with some lifting and raising movements, he realized that he was still wearing clothes.

After clearing his slightly dry mouth, he recalled everything that had happened and felt a sense of satisfaction, not just from feeling refreshed after waking up but also psychologically.

This is Tang Wu's house.

He opened the door and walked out. The fifth or sixth floor was bright and spacious, with an open-plan living room and garden that made the place even more expansive and bright. A thin layer of mist hung in the air because he had forgotten to close the courtyard door the previous night, causing this phenomenon on a cold day.

At seven in the morning, Tang Wu's bedroom door opened as well. After getting dressed, she walked out and met Su Cen on the second-floor corridor.

"You're awake" Tang Wu looked at Su Cen with a smile, noting his hangover appearance.

He nodded. He hadn't expected to hear the graceful Tang Wu greet him in such a soft voice in the morning, which was much more pleasant than waking up abruptly due to someone shouting "It's time to leave!" like his dorm mates at Nan University did every morning.

Even as Su Cen entered the bathroom and accepted the towel from Tang Wu to wipe his face, he couldn't help but relish this cozy atmosphere.

He thought this was a memorable start indeed.

The breakfast was noodles with fish soup made earlier that night. Mu Duo's cooking skills were unparalleled in Su Cen's opinion; just the smell of it was enough to make him hungry, and the green onions on top added an enticing aroma.

Dad Tang, wearing pajamas and slippers, walked down in a casual manner and said to Su Cen, "Did you sleep well yesterday Don't drink too much even if you're young, it's very harmful to your health." Then he turned to Tang Wu and said, "I'll take you back to school later. Since the final exams are coming up, will you be returning home this weekend, Tang Wu If not, that’s fine, but make sure to revise thoroughly at school. Our new house was just completed, so it's a pity you have to leave already. Your mom is returning to Chengdu two days from now and dad will also return once he finishes his work here. I won't wait for you. Come back during your holiday, do you face any difficulties"

Tang Wu naturally shook her head.

Su Cen was eating noodles while staring at Tang Wu with unwavering eyes, but she immediately gave him a chilly look. Su Cen felt it better to focus on his meal instead of engaging in such eye contact; the girl had been so tender earlier when giving him good morning greetings and handing over a brand-new face towel before her parents arrived.

After an uneventful dinner at Tang Wu's new home, once the commotion caused by the NDU Christmas party was temporarily overshadowed by the impending academic performance killer of final exams, Su Cen and Tang Wu began their last-minute revisions for their courses from the past semester.

Despite many people panicking or even deciding to retake classes next year due to failing finals, or staying behind on holidays to make up exams and being unable to go home during winter break, Su Cen was confident in this final exam like he would be confident that his business could withstand another market test.

Amidst the sparse locust leaves under Nan University’s winter sky, as people hurriedly made their way through the campus with anxious hearts toward the holiday season, Su Cen received a text message from Lin Luoran.

"Are you returning to Chengdu for the winter break"

Surprised, Su Cen quickly replied, "Of course. I'll be waiting for both of you in Chengdu."

Mu... Mu...

"Oh, then just wait for my brother and Wang Weiwei to return. I won't be coming back."

This book is not going to end in tragedy, perhaps there will be some small twists but overall it should be smooth sailing with a satisfying ending that makes everyone happy, which would make me feel content.

I'll update at least 4K words tomorrow. To catch up, it's like putting on clothes you've taken off again; I’ll gradually make up for the backlog, but try to avoid staying up too late as my body can't handle it.

Thanks for your understanding and support, brothers. I’m always trying to improve and update faster, which is also why the updates are slower recently. What you want to see should be visible soon, but before that, I need to dig some holes first.

Please don’t push me too hard; who knows when I might explode. (To be continued) Su Cen’s.A sharp numbness shot through the back of his head; Su Cen could no longer remember what Tang Wu's lips tasted like, but he knew that instinctively grabbing the soft peaks in front of her ch...