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

In less than ten minutes.

Shang Xiuyan's rather flimsy single bed in the dormitory has been completely transformed.

The pink strawberry bear plush toy that used to be piled up by the bedside was ruthlessly swept out of the room and left lying alone in the corner.

The hair on the bed was cleaned thoroughly with professional equipment.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of shimmering, obviously expensive ice silk bed sheet was neatly laid out.

The person in the single bed has changed to Liao Feiyue, the hidden richest woman in Jiangcheng and a woman of incredibly high seniority.

The original owner of this bed, Shang Xiuyan, was currently squeezed into the lower bunk opposite Su Zhiling.

The two of them suddenly had a large handful of caramel-flavored sunflower seeds in their hands.

As they were cracking sunflower seeds with great enthusiasm, the shells fell all over the ground.

A standard VIP front-row seat for watching the movie.

While eating sunflower seeds, Shang Xiuyan gritted her teeth inwardly.

This is her bed!

I was just about to make a baby with my husband up there!

As a result, you, my great-grandmother, stole it!

hateful!!

But she dared not make a sound, and could only crack the sunflower seeds loudly.

Su Mu stood by the bed, his hands dangling in mid-air.

It hasn't come down yet.

It's not that he didn't want to press it, it's just that it was really difficult to do.

This great-grandmother was wearing a light blue and white silk cheongsam.

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, perfectly outlining her stunning waist and hip curves; any more would make her look fat, any less would make her look thin.

The dazzlingly white calf at the slit was casually crossed, and she wore a pair of exquisite high heels. Her ankles were so slender that they looked as if they would break at any moment.

Most importantly, she doesn't lie on her stomach.

Where can you find a legitimate massage where you lie on your back?

She just lay there casually on the bed.

Place your hands, one on top of the other, on your flat stomach.

Those sparkling, peach-blossom eyes stared straight at Su Mu.

His gaze was clear and undisguised, even carrying a hint of inquisitive curiosity and playfulness that was hard to decipher.

Su Mu coughed twice, feeling his throat was a little dry.

He's lived for so many years, he's seen all sorts of storms.

But this was truly the first time a young woman had ever been on a wedding procession.

A female customer was given an in-home massage. She lay on her back, staring intently at the masseuse, her eyes practically drooling.

Who can stand this.

What's even more dangerous is what's behind us.

The old man in the Tang suit, Liao Xiuqi, was staring intently at the back of Su Mu's head.

His two old eyes were wide open like copper bells, and his breathing was as heavy as an old water buffalo protecting its calf.

His gaze was so sharp it could pierce two transparent holes in Su Mu's spine.

As long as Su Mu's hand dares to deviate even a millimeter from where it shouldn't be placed.

The old man would definitely rush up and fight him to the death without hesitation.

Su Mu took a deep breath.

He turned his head away.

She glared at Liao Xiuqi and rolled her eyes.

"Old man, could you take two steps back?"

"Your heavy breathing is all over my neck, it's warm and creepy."

"I get monitored even when I'm on duty for a few hours."

How can I showcase my exceptional skills?

"Can't you at least show our technicians some basic respect?"

Liao Xiuqi was already seething with anger.

He is the chairman of the prestigious Liao Group, a figure whose every move in Jiangcheng's business world could cause an earthquake.

Over the years, everyone who has met him has bowed and scraped, respectfully addressing him as Chairman Liao.

Today I actually got scolded by a random massage therapist of unknown origin who talked nonsense.

He was so angry that his mustache stood on end and his face turned ashen.

He stretched out a trembling finger and pointed it at Su Mu's nose.

"I'm keeping an eye on you because I'm afraid you'll be too rough and hurt my great-grandmother!"

"I'm warning you, show some respect! Stop with your scheming!"

"The person before you is the most respected elder of our Liao Group, the pillar of our Liao family!"

"If you dare to lay your hands on me or have any improper thoughts, I'll chop you up and feed you to the turtles in the Jiangcheng River today..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Liao Feiyue, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke.

The sound was crisp and clear, carrying a sense of the languid and gentle charm of the Jiangnan water towns.

"Xiao Qi, you're not allowed to use such vulgar language."

These four words were uttered.

The once tense dormitory instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Su Mu's eyes twitched violently as he forced himself to hold his breath.

I almost burst out laughing on the spot.

Xiao Qi?

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his hair and beard were completely white, and the age spots on his face were almost merging together.

He's at least seventy or eighty years old.

In the mouth of this stunningly beautiful woman in a cheongsam who looks to be no more than thirty, she actually became "Xiao Qi"?

This kind of seniority-based suppression is practically a dimensional attack, showing no regard for martial ethics.

That's absolutely amazing.

Upon hearing this, Liao Xiuqi's arrogant and domineering demeanor instantly vanished, as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water.

He lowered his head obediently, not daring to even breathe loudly.

His hands hung obediently at his sides.

"Yes, Great-Grandma, Xiao Qi knows he was wrong."

She was as well-behaved as a primary school student being punished by her kindergarten teacher to stand in the corner.

Su Mu suppressed a laugh and stretched his wrists and neck.

The joints made a crisp cracking sound.

"Alright."

"Great-Grandma, I'll get started now."

"If you feel the pressure is too strong or the massage is uncomfortable, feel free to let me know. I prioritize good service."

Su Mu stretched out his hands, rubbed his palms together, and prepared to put his hands on Liao Feiyue's shoulders.

My hand had only reached halfway out, not even touching the silky fabric yet.

Liao Feiyue suddenly raised her crystal-clear jade folding fan.

It firmly blocked Su Mu's wrist.

"Wait a moment."

Her gaze shifted, her eyes like still water, settling quietly on Su Mu's resolute face.

His expression suddenly became very serious, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"You're not allowed to call me great-grandmother."

Su Mu was stunned.

His hand froze in mid-air, unsure whether to move forward or backward.

What's going on here?

Su Zhiling was calling me "great-grandmother" so enthusiastically just now, why can't she do it when it's my turn? Does she think I'm a technician and not worthy to call her that?

Upon hearing this, Liao Xiuqi assumed that his great-grandmother had finally lost her temper and was disgusted that this wild man had tainted her title.

This is a great opportunity to show loyalty.

He immediately straightened up, took a big step forward, and stood in front of Su Mu.

He pointed at Su Mu and launched into a tirade of spittle.

"Kid, don't you know any rules?!"

"How dare you, a lowly technician, call someone 'great-grandmother'? You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror!"

"In our Liao family, the title of 'Great-Grandma' is an unparalleled honor, sacred and inviolable!"

"Only the younger generation that Great-Grandma values ​​are qualified to address her that way!"

"Who do you think you are, daring to claim kinship with me like this! Hurry up and slap yourself and apologize!"

Liao Xiuqi became more and more agitated as he spoke, as if Su Mu had committed some heinous crime.

Spit was practically flying onto Su Mu's face.

Su Zhiling, sitting on the opposite bed, couldn't bear to watch any longer.

He threw the sunflower seeds in his hand away and patted the crumbs off his hands.

She stood up angrily.

That old man is really bullying us!

What does it mean to be a low-level technician? What does it mean to be worthless?

This is Su Zhiling's own father!

This old man is so condescending, he even insulted her father to her face. How could she tolerate that?

If I can call my great-grandmother, why can't I call my own father?

What's wrong with everyone just talking their own way?

Su Zhiling put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows furrowed, and was about to retort fiercely.

When Doubao gets angry, she doesn't care if you're the chairman of a multi-billion dollar corporation; if you piss her off, she'll still yell at you.

Before she could even utter a sound.

Liao Feiyue gently removed the folding fan that was blocking Su Mu's view.

Her red lips parted slightly.

His tone was calm, yet carried an unyielding force that left no room for argument, directly interrupting Liao Xiuqi's clamor.

"Xiao Qi, you've misunderstood."

"I just feel that the title 'great-grandmother' is not appropriate to describe him."

Liao Xiuqi was stunned, his mouth slightly open, not yet able to react.

Su Zhiling was also stunned, her anger, which had just been building up, stuck in her throat.

All eyes in the room, including Shang Xiuyan who was perking up her ears in the lower bunk, were focused on Liao Feiyue.

Liao Feiyue stared intently at Su Mu.

Ripples appeared in his eyes, as if they held a thousand unspoken words.

Slender, fair fingers gently caressed the smooth, jade-like frame of the folding fan.

"We both look about the same age, like peers."

"Calling me Great-Grandma makes me feel old."

She paused.

Her voice suddenly changed from its previous cold and dignified tone to a soft and seductive one.

"Not so."

"You can call me sister."

Holy crap!!!

What's going on?!

These three words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Everyone was blasted to a crisp, completely shocked.

Shang Xiuyan, who was in the lower bunk, was so shocked that she dropped the sunflower seeds she was holding. Her mind was filled with alarm bells: Oh no! She's run into the ultimate green tea queen! She's trying to steal my child's father!

Liao Xiuqi was struck dumb, his entire body stiffening like a stone statue.