The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

"I can let you off the hook, but you need to fulfill your duties as a boyfriend, or I'll get you both expelled from school in a heartbeat." Lu Sui said, tapping the screen lightly with his pale fingertips without looking up.

His voice was very obedient, but every word he uttered challenged Shen Qinghuai's bottom line.

Lu Sui had no intention of letting him go.

Shen Qinghuai thought.

So it's better to listen to them; at least things won't get any worse.

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

Lu Sui paused for a moment, then continued typing on the screen, "I don't know."

He's never been in a relationship before, so how would he know what a boyfriend does?

—One million yuan received via Alipay

"This is your allowance for next week," Lu Sui said.

Shen Qinghuai opened his mouth and asked, "Is our relationship a normal one, or am I being kept by you?"

"Giving you money means I'm keeping you as a mistress?" Lu Sui retorted.

"That's a normal relationship." Shen Qinghuai transferred the money back. "A normal relationship shouldn't involve you giving me money."

Lu Sui raised his foot and stepped on his waist and abdomen.

Not just the waist and abdomen.

"Are you deliberately trying to make me angry? I transferred money to you twice, and you returned it both times. What, is my money dirty?"

Is the money he earns himself dirty?

"It wasn't intentional, it's not dirty." Shen Qinghuai held Lu Sui's ankle, trying to move it away, but Lu Sui gripped it tightly, frowning slightly. "Don't step on me."

"If you won't let me step on it, then who do you want to step on it? Shen Qinghuai, we're dating."

"I know, but I'm a normal man—"

"Who said you're not normal?"

Shen Qinghuai said coldly, "What I mean is, I can endure it, but I can't stand being teased for too long. Forty minutes, it seems like you can't hold on."

Lu Suiqing kicked him lightly and pulled her leg back, then exploded, "You're the one who can't hold on, who do you think you are, shameless."

Shen Qinghuai rubbed his fingertips together, his gaze lingering on Lu Sui, from her shoulders to her legs, and the thin, narrow waist hidden beneath her pajamas, pressed against him... He hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

When Lu Sui saw him looking at her like that, she exploded again and then lightly kicked him.

"Hmph..." Shen Qinghuai bent down and grabbed Lu Sui's calf, saying in a hoarse voice, "If you kick again, we can't continue tonight."

Lu Sui didn't understand before, no one taught him, and he disdained to hang out with Chen Jingmo's cronies. His swear words were limited to a few: "bastard," "shameless," and when he got angry, "your motherfucker" or "your grandpa." He usually just said "get lost." Now that he's watched action movies, he understands more and speaks without restraint. "Why can't we continue? It's not like you're gone."

Shen Qinghuai's finger bones turned a pale red.

He was truly impressed by Lu Sui's sharp tongue.

"Let go of me." Lu Sui grabbed a cushion and threw it at him. He was still angry after throwing it because Shen Qinghuai wouldn't let go. His leg was still raised and uncomfortable. He glared at Shen Qinghuai coldly, without saying a word or looking away.

Shen Qinghuai's heart felt as if it had been brushed by a feather, slightly itchy, but the itch was so subtle that it disappeared quickly and was impossible to grasp.

He pressed down, pulling Lu Sui's legs so that his feet were on the recliner before releasing him. His posture changed from standing to half-kneeling, with his elbows resting on his knees. He asked Lu Sui, "It's almost noon, what would you like to eat?"

Cooking should be something the boyfriend does.

"Chen Jingmo will make it for me," Lu Sui said.

"...Hmm." Shen Qinghuai glanced at Lu Sui rubbing his calves, then gently grabbed them back, lifted his trouser leg, revealing a finger mark where he had been gripping. He murmured silently, "Such tender skin," and began to massage Lu Sui's legs.

A soft sob escaped Lu Sui's throat, her neck stiffened slightly, and she kicked Shen Qinghuai's shoulder, "Don't touch me."

Shen Qinghuai obediently relaxed.

He wondered if he should ask Lu Sui if there were any things they couldn't do together, so as not to upset Lu Sui again later.

Before he could even ask, the door was opened. Chen Jingmo, with an egg tart stuffed in his mouth, mumbled, "Uncle Lu, did you let Master in today?"

When Lu Sui saw Chen Jingmo carrying the cake, she immediately got up and went over, saying, "Hmm."

Shen Qinghuai's gaze lingered on Lu Sui's impatient back for two seconds before he also stood up.

"Good girl," Chen Jingmo said. "I bought you lemon egg tarts and lemon mangosteen mousse cake. Hey you, I bought you lychee-flavored mini cakes. Come here."

Lu Sui hated lychees the most.

I suppose the box of candy on the bedside table must belong to Shen Qinghuai.

Tsk, who could be more thoughtful and generous than him, even buying the cow dung portion?

Shen Qinghuai was surprised to find that he had some too. Although he didn't like cake, he wouldn't say it at this moment and spoil Chen Jingmo's mood.

"Thanks."

"Okay." Chen Jingmo handed the spoon to Lu Sui. "But you have a sensitive stomach, so you can only have two egg tarts and one cake today. Any objections?"

Lu Sui glared at him. "Yes."

"I reserve my opinion; I won't listen."

"..."

Shen Qinghuai noted down Chen Jingmo's words: Lu Sui loves sour food.

Chen Jingmo ate an egg tart one after another, saying, "It's raining outside, you need to wear fleece-lined pants."

"I won't wear it."

"You'll freeze to death if you don't wear it."

"So be it."

"..."

Lu Sui is very rebellious. He argues with everything Chen Jingmo says. It's because Chen Jingmo only let him eat two egg tarts. He's so mean.

Chen Jingmo bought lunch for us: three dishes and two soups.

With two grown men in the house, Lu Sui wouldn't let Shen Qinghuai do any work, and he wouldn't take on any himself either, as he disliked being covered in cooking fumes.

Shen Qinghuai opened his phone, and Liu Qiushui asked him if he had eaten lunch, and which nursing home Zhao Wenxiu was in and how much it cost per month.

Shen Qinghuai opened the photo that Lu Sui had sent him.

The equipment next to Zhao Wenxiu looked familiar, similar to that in nursing homes, but with sofas and toys. She was also dressed neatly and holding candy in her hand.

It could be said that Zhao Wenxiu's current living environment is better than those nursing homes that Shen Qinghuai had visited, and for a moment he didn't know whether her being taken away was a good thing or a bad thing.

Shen Qinghuai saved the photos, cropped out a lot of the equipment and items around Zhao Wenxiu, and sent them to Liu Qiushui.

Son: Grandma is doing well here, you don't need to worry about the money.

He thought of something and sent a message to Liu Qiushui.

Son: Has anything been going on at the noodle shop lately?

Mom: No, it's just that I've been feeling a bit empty inside these past few days since your grandma's not around.

Son: Grandma is being taken care of, so don't worry.

Mom: Are the people you found reliable? Will they mistreat your grandma? That's what everyone on the phone says. Ugh, the more I talk about it, the more I want to bring your grandma back.

Son: No, don't worry.

Mom: Transfer 3000

Mom: You are my son, and your maternal grandmother is my mother. How can I let you give me money? Take it quickly.

Shen Qinghuai clicked back, saying it was what he should do. Liu Qiushui wanted to say something, but Shen Qinghuai sent another message, roughly saying that the scholarship for the past two years hadn't been touched yet. He changed the subject and asked Liu Qiushui if she had eaten. Liu Qiushui sent him a picture of her wontons, and the two exchanged a few more words before stopping their conversation.

Shen Qinghuai's family was not well-off. When he was 12 years old, his father, Shen Wende, died in an accident at a construction site. At that time, the compensation was only 30 yuan, which was not enough. Later, Zhao Wenxiu fell ill, and half of the money was spent. With the remaining money, Liu Qiushui took over a shop and opened a noodle shop to support Shen Qinghuai's studies.

Liu Qiushui had only paid off her debts last year and didn't have much savings. She still had to buy Shen Qinghuai a house and a car so he could get married. She couldn't afford to buy it all outright, so she could only leave some money for herself and Zhao Wenxiu to retire and give the rest to Shen Qinghuai... Fortunately, she later met a kind person who helped Shen Qinghuai.

With a smear of cream on his lips, Shen Qinghuai snapped out of his reverie. Lu Sui was feeding him with a spoon. "Chen Jingmo bought it, why aren't you eating?"

Shen Qinghuai held the spoon himself, "I'm not refusing to eat, I was just replying to messages."

"Who should I reply to?"