Going back to being twenty, taking her heartbroken son to a massage parlor.

Furong Club, Jiangcheng City.

As the city's most extravagant entertainment venue, it recently responded to the call to reform and transform itself, now focusing on high-end services that integrate karaoke and foot massage.

She can sing, wash feet, and has a slightly suggestive side.

It is the simplest joy for men.

As night fell, a black BMW motorcycle tore through the darkness with a furious roar, executed a beautiful drift and brakes, and came to a smooth stop at the club's magnificent entrance.

The greeters and security guards at the entrance were all immediately drawn to it.

BMW S 1000 RR.

This thing costs close to 300,000 yuan, which is equivalent to a decent family car.

Many people can afford it, but very few are willing to spend so much money to buy a motorcycle that's practically "flesh wrapped in iron" for fun.

The car door... oh no, this car doesn't have a door.

Su Mu stepped off the car with one long leg, his movements fluid and incredibly cool.

He took off his helmet, revealing a face that, though weathered, still had sharp, angular features.

Then, he reached out and pulled the pale-faced, swaying man off the back seat.

"What a spineless coward."

Su Mu glanced at his son with disdain.

"It's just a few turns, why are you so nervous?"

Su Shixing leaned against a gilded pillar, feeling her stomach churning, her legs trembling like a newborn lamb.

"You...you've had enough of life, I'm still young!"

It took him a long time to finally manage to utter this sentence.

He genuinely felt that his father had changed.

Everything has changed completely.

The honest man who used to hesitate for ages before changing lanes and always only dared to slowly incline in the far right lane is now riding his motorcycle through the evening rush hour traffic with the speed and passion of a true maniac!

Just outrageous!

Upon hearing this, Su Mu raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

"How dare you speak to your father like that?"

"I might be younger than you in the future, and I might even have to take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

Su Shixing stumbled from the slap, immediately becoming angry and covering her hair.

"Don't touch my hair! You've messed it up!"

Su Mu was speechless as he watched his son protect his hair like it was his life.

He's an eighteen-year-old young man, why is he still acting like a middle school student, stuck in that awful adolescence that even dogs would hate?

Hair is a sacred object that cannot be touched, right?

The two of them walked to the entrance of Furong Club, pulling and tugging at each other.

Su Shixing looked up and saw the four large, gold-plated characters of "Furong Club" in a flamboyant style, as well as the gate that resembled a palace, and instantly became intimidated.

He tugged at Su Mu's sleeve, his voice trembling.

"Dad, what...what are you doing?"

"Mom doesn't allow us to come to places like this. If she finds out, she'll definitely yell at us!"

He usually walks around this place with his head down.

This place is clearly not for a good student like him.

Su Mu sneered inwardly.

Give your mother back.

Your mom is currently enjoying her single life after the divorce, traveling the world with half of the family fortune she received, experiencing the life of a powerful woman.

Who cares about your love-struck son?

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Su Mu glared at him with disappointment.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today! A man should act like a man. What kind of future will you have if you're always afraid of women!"

"The current social atmosphere is turning you young people into increasingly effeminate men!"

Su-lickdog-Shixing's lips twitched as he looked at his father, who had suddenly become incredibly brave, and muttered to himself.

"Dad, you're so brave..."

As he spoke, he quietly took out his phone and quickly sent a WeChat message to his mother.

[Mom, please come back and do something about Dad! He's trying to take me to a club to find women while you're away on vacation!]

Su Mu, with his sharp eyes, caught a glimpse of the words on the screen, but simply scoffed and didn't bother to stop it.

So what?

How can men not share the joys of life with their ex-wives?

He just wanted to drive that woman crazy.

The father and son stepped through the revolving glass door.

"Splash—"

In the hall, two rows of beautiful women wearing custom-made cheongsams with high slits bowed at a 90-degree angle, revealing their sweetest smiles.

Her voice was sweet and charming, creating a warm current.

"Boss, welcome to Furong Club!"

What the hell!

Su Shixing's legs went weak on the spot, and she almost knelt down in the face of this display of force.

He had never seen so many beautiful women in his life!

Each of them had a slender figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks. The slits in their cheongsams reached almost to their waists, revealing long, white, and straight legs that were dazzling to the eye.

The worst part is that each of them is several levels above the class beauty he's been longing for!

A sophisticated fragrance filled the air, mixed with the woman's subtle body scent, creating a captivating aroma he had never smelled before.

Is this... heaven?

Su Mu felt a tightness behind his collar, and he was lifted up.

"What are you calling a weak-kneed? Look at you, so naive!"

Although Su Mu was cursing fiercely, he was actually a little apprehensive inside.

Oh shit.

This is quite a large-scale operation.

To be honest, he's lived half his life, and although he's full of witty remarks, deep down he's still a pure-hearted old man.

This was the first time he had ever been to such a place; he had only ever looked at things before without touching them.

Su Shixing was being dragged along by his father, barely managing to stand. He lowered his voice, his tone trembling with tears.

"Dad, this place is too inappropriate, let's go."

"I...I can't let Wenwen down."

Su Mu's lips twitched violently when he heard the name "Wenwen".

Oh shit.

You're already here, and you're still thinking about that green tea goddess?

Su Mu, who had initially been hesitant, now had an unprecedentedly firm resolve.

Today, we must correct this kid's values!

Just as the father and son hesitated at the door, seemingly out of place in this luxurious environment...

A woman with a particularly voluptuous figure, wearing a red cheongsam and high heels, walked over gracefully.

Her name is Hu Liu, and she is the marketing manager here.

Hu Liu walked up to the two of them, looked at Su Mu's slightly nervous yet feigned calm face, and the terrified little boy next to him, and found it a bit funny, so she took the initiative to make a joke.

"Sir, is this your first time visiting?"

Su Mu's eyebrows shot up as soon as he heard the word "grandpa".

He hates it when people say he's old.

"Little sister, you can't say things like that."

Su Mu cleared his throat, striking a pose like a seasoned veteran.

"I'm here for a proper foot massage, not to visit a brothel."

Hu Liu burst out laughing at his joke, her chest heaving, which made Su Shixing stare wide-eyed.

"You're so funny, sir."

Hu Liu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"I'm asking you, is this your first time visiting our Furong Club? Why can't I say that?"

Su Mu nodded and went down the steps.

"This is indeed my first time here. Could you tell me about any good projects you have?"

Hu Liu's smile grew even warmer as she pointed with her slender finger to a row of antique-style private rooms not far away.

"Our newly launched Hanfu-style foot bath and cheongsam-style foot bath are especially popular with our customers."

"You can specify a technician, change into your favorite attire, and receive the most professional service. Would you like to try it?"

Hanfu? Qipao?

Upon hearing this, Su Mu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He really loves this thing.

These are all national treasures!

But when he turned his head, he saw that his son was still looking down, like a quail that dared not look at his surroundings.

No.

The main purpose today is to heal my son's emotional wounds; I can't let myself get carried away with fun first.

Having made up his mind, Su Mu leaned closer to Hu Liu, carefully lowered his voice, and asked the earth-shattering question at a volume that only three people could hear.

"Um... do you have any female students?"