Volume One, Chapter 154: Jiang Yu, You're Pressing My Hair! Mom, Why Is It You?

"Ah? That wouldn't be appropriate, would it?"

Jiang Yu paused for a moment and quickly said, "I've already booked a hotel, Auntie. I should go stay there."

Although the atmosphere was very harmonious, staying over at Su Muyu's house on the very first day...

"What's appropriate or not!" Su Wenli smiled. "The room is already prepared. You drank so much alcohol, do you think I'd let you go stay at a hotel alone? Just settle down and stay here today."

"That's right. With as much as you drank, we're definitely not letting you out. Get a good night's sleep," Ning Yanqing added.

Jiang Yu nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle and Auntie."

"Let's go!" Su Muyu stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Yu's hand. "I'll show you to your room."

"Then Uncle, Auntie, I'll go rest first."

"Go on, go on."

Jiang Yu followed Su Muyu upstairs to the guest room. There was nothing superfluous inside—just a desk, a bed, and a wardrobe, all extremely clean and tidy.

Su Muyu sat on the edge of the bed, smiling as she looked at Jiang Yu. "You tricked my grandfather on your very first visit. Smooth move!"

"If I didn't put in some thought, how could I possibly pass your grandfather's test?" Jiang Yu scratched his head and sat down right next to Su Muyu. "By the way, did I pass or not?"

The corners of Su Muyu's mouth curled up. "They're letting you stay at our house, what do you think?"

"Really? It seems I'm quite well-liked."

"Hmph. By the way, how is your alcohol tolerance so high? I had no idea you could drink that much. Quick, what else is there about you that I don't know?"

Jiang Yu froze. "Oh my, I can't take it anymore. I'm drunk, I'm drunk. I'm sleepy, time for bed. Please do me a favor and close the door from the outside."

With that, he flopped onto the bed at lightning speed.

"Can you make your act any more fake!"

Su Muyu pouted and gave Jiang Yu a firm shove.

Jiang Yu rolled to the side, sat up, and with a gasp of feigned surprise, Su Muyu found herself pulled right into his lap. Their faces drew closer and closer, and his magnetic voice dropped to a whisper: "I've been drinking, you know. If you don't go back to your own room right now, I'm going to..."

Su Muyu's face flushed red once more.

Just then, a voice drifted up from downstairs: "Muyu, Mom just heard you cry out. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Mom! I accidentally bumped my leg!"

"Be careful! Did you hurt it? Mom will get you some medicine."

"No need, Mom. Go to sleep early, I'm going to sleep too," Su Muyu hurriedly replied.

Jiang Yu chuckled and slowly relaxed his arms.

Like a startled rabbit, Su Muyu leaped up instantly and bolted out of the room.

...

The next morning, the sound of a bugle call echoed through the air. Jiang Yu slowly opened his eyes and checked the time—it was already seven o'clock.

After washing up, he walked downstairs. Finding the house completely empty, he stepped outside to take a stroll in the courtyard.

Upon opening the door, he discovered Elder Su exercising outside. Judging by the look of it, he had already been at it for a while.

He truly still had his edge despite his age.

"Elder Su!" Jiang Yu walked up and greeted him. "You're up so early!"

Hearing someone call out, Elder Su turned his head. Upon realizing it was Jiang Yu, he let out a cold huff.

Waking up this morning and reflecting on last night's events, a man who had been through as much as he had could hardly fail to realize that Jiang Yu had thoroughly outmaneuvered him.

To think that he, a seasoned hunter all his life, had been pecked in the eye by a mere sparrow.

"You brat, impressive. Not many people can drink me under the table."

"Pure luck, pure luck," Jiang Yu smiled awkwardly.

"No need to spare my feelings. A loss is a loss." The old man possessed a certain pride, yet remained remarkably carefree. "Up so early—what, do you have a habit of exercising?"

Jiang Yu smiled. "I do like to work out occasionally."

"Good. Keep me company for a couple of laps, then."

Jiang Yu nodded, matched the old man's pace, and began jogging around the large courtyard.

...

"You young man are in pretty good shape. You still look completely fine after a five-kilometer run."

Supporting the old man as they walked back inside, Elder Su looked exceptionally pleased.

"It's nothing compared to you, Elder Su. You're seventy and still in such great shape."

"Ah, I'm getting old. My body can't keep up with you youngsters anymore!"

After sharing drinks, a run, and a chat, he realized Jiang Yu was not some delicate, pampered idol, but rather remarkably capable.

This realization caused Jiang Yu's standing in his heart to skyrocket, making him more and more satisfied with the young man.

"Grandpa Su, up early exercising again, I see."

A middle-aged woman walked out from the kitchen.

"Ah, Xiao Shi, you're back. Happy New Year!" Elder Su smiled warmly before looking at Jiang Yu. "This is Xiao Shi, who helps out around the house. She cooked yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner, and her cooking is excellent."

"It's just some home-cooked dishes!" Auntie Shi smiled and looked at Jiang Yu. "And this is..."

Elder Su spoke up directly, "This is our family's prospective son-in-law."

"Oh, so it's the son-in-law!"

"Hello, Auntie Shi, Happy New Year."

"Breakfast is ready, Elder Su, son-in-law, come on in and eat."

Breakfast was very simple: a bowl of clear porridge, a small plate of pickled vegetables, and a platter of stuffed flatbreads. It felt exceptionally comforting after a night of heavy drinking.

At that moment, Su Wenli and Ning Yanqing also emerged from their room. Jiang Yu immediately stood up. "Uncle, Auntie, Happy New Year!"

"Xiao Jiang, up so early? You should have slept a bit more," Ning Yanqing said warmly as she took her seat. "Is the bed uncomfortable? If you have any requests, just tell Auntie."

Jiang Yu shook his head and smiled. "No, I slept very well. It's just my biological clock—I'm used to it. I just came back from working out with Elder Su."

"Such a good boy!" The more Ning Yanqing looked at Jiang Yu, the more satisfied she became. She glanced upstairs. "Dad, Xiao Jiang, go ahead and eat. I'll go wake Muyu up for breakfast."

With that, she walked upstairs, pushed open her daughter's bedroom door, stepped inside, leaned over the bed, and gently patted Su Muyu's head. "Muyu, time to get up and eat breakfast."

Su Muyu was fast asleep. Hearing the voice, she tossed and turned. Sensing a sensation on her head, she muttered sleepily, "Jiang Yu, you're lying on my hair."

Having said that, she quieted down once again.

However, these words left Ning Yanqing stunned.

Lying on her hair? Had they already...

At that thought, she immediately pulled Su Muyu up.

Su Muyu opened her eyes. "Mom? Why did you come in?"

Ning Yanqing sneered. "Do you remember what you just said?"

"What did I say?"

"Lying on my hair."

Upon hearing this, Su Muyu's pretty face turned instantly red.

"I had no idea things were progressing so fast between you and Xiao Jiang."

"Mom, it's not what you think. We didn't..."

"What do you mean *didn't*? You were already lying on his hair and you still say you didn't!"

"We really didn't!"

Ning Yanqing stared at Su Muyu for a good while, making the girl squirm with discomfort. "Fine, I'll believe you this once. Hurry up and get dressed for breakfast."

Su Muyu let out a sigh of relief, slipped into her slippers, and wondered inwardly how on earth she had let slip about her hair.

Right at that moment, a voice suddenly sounded in her ear: "Darling, was it your initiative or his?"

"No, we just fell asleep while watching a movie in the room. Just that once, nothing happened!" Su Muyu answered helplessly.

Of course Ning Yanqing knew her own daughter well. If she said it like that, nothing must have happened.

Yet the two of them had been cuddling while watching a movie, and nothing happened? Given her daughter's looks...

Ning Yanqing frowned. "You hugged each other while watching a movie and then just fell asleep?"

"Yeah."

"Darling, should you... maybe take Xiao Jiang to the hospital to get checked out?"

Hearing her mother's words, Su Muyu's eyes widened in shock. "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I was just asking. If there really is a problem, Mom can't let you become a living widow."

Su Muyu's face was completely crimson. She parted her lips slightly, recalled what she had accidentally seen during their hot spring trip, and stammered, "He... doesn't have a problem... he just respects me, so he's been holding back."

"That's good then!"

Hearing this, Ning Yanqing smiled in relief. "Then hurry up and get up. Everyone else is already up, you're the only one left."

Su Muyu composed herself, got out of bed, walked downstairs, and sat next to Jiang Yu. She didn't say a word, merely casting a reproachful glare at him.

Jiang Yu wore a look of utter bewilderment. What did he do?

"Did you catch a cold last night? Are you running a fever?"

"No."

"Then why is your face so red?"

"Drink your porridge!"

"Oh..."