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

morning.

Su Mu got up from the messy bed.

I walked to the window.

He pulled back the heavy blackout curtains.

The morning sunlight shone directly into the bedroom.

He raised his hand to shield his eyes from the glaring light.

It's been three days and three nights.

Ever since Xia Qingwu forcibly dragged me into this room.

He never stepped out of the door.

It feels like everyone's been living in a damp, moldy place.

Su Mu shuffled towards the kitchen in his slippers, looking listless, intending to get something to eat to fill his stomach.

I just took my first step.

Behind her, a warm and soft body pressed against her silently.

Xia Qingwu wore a thin white silk nightgown, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, completely obscuring her stunning face, making her look like a female ghost crawling out of an ancient well.

She lowered her head, her toes precisely touching Su Mu's heel.

The distance between the two was less than a centimeter.

He left, she left.

He stopped, she stopped.

Su Mu took a deep breath, walked to the stove, and turned on the gas stove with a "snap".

The blue flames suddenly shot up.

He deliberately took two steps back, trying to grab the spatula from the table.

The woman in the white dress behind him moved in perfect unison, as if drawn by an invisible thread, and took two steps back, maintaining constant contact.

Su Mu took the spatula and walked forward, preparing to fry an egg.

The woman also moved forward.

Even the frequency of its breathing was almost synchronized with his, like a ghost possessing his back.

The hot oil in the frying pan sizzled.

Su Mu cracked two eggs and dropped them in; the golden egg liquid quickly solidified and tumbled in the pot.

He scooped the cooked noodles into a bowl and topped it with a fried egg that was golden brown and runny on both sides.

He carried two large porcelain bowls to the dining table.

Su Mu slammed the bowl down.

Suddenly, without warning, he turned around, reached forward with both hands, and tried to grab the woman behind him.

However, they came up empty-handed.

Xia Qingwu's reaction was surprisingly quick.

Following the direction Su Mu turned, she slid her foot and went directly to another blind spot in his line of sight.

She continued to press herself tightly against his back.

Su Mu laughed in exasperation.

Okay, so you want to play mind games with me?

He suddenly exerted force with his feet.

Use ten times the turning speed.

His hands gripped those two thin shoulders precisely.

We finally caught them.

Su Mu pressed her down and reached out to brush away the long, straight black hair that was smeared all over her face.

She revealed an absolutely stunning face.

Xia Qingwu didn't even open her eyes.

His eyelids were still drooping, and his long eyelashes cast shadows in his eye sockets.

I was in a hazy, half-awake state.

Su Mu couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her delicate cheek, and he chuckled.

"You think you can keep an eye on me 24/7?"

"Wake up, it's time to eat noodles."

The physical strength of a middle-aged, sickly woman is finally failing.

It's just a few all-nighters.

It was almost 10 o'clock, and I was still so sleepy that I could barely keep my eyes open.

Su Mu pressed his hand down on Xia Qingwu's head.

They forcibly pressed her down into the chair.

He put the chopsticks into her hand.

Xia Qingwu mechanically picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks.

Put it in your mouth.

I chewed it twice.

The warm soup slid down the esophagus.

Those sleepy phoenix eyes then opened a little wider.

The pupils finally focused, and Su Mu's face was reflected in the clear black and white of his eyes.

It has been completely brought back to life.

Su Mu pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her.

Staring at her adorable, possessive expression as she ate her food.

For a moment, I had the illusion that time had reversed.

Back to my university days.

Xia Qingwu at that time.

She was also wearing a faded white dress.

A pair of bulky, old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, obscuring his stunning face.

I followed him around every single day.

When we went to the cafeteria, she sat opposite us with her plate in hand.

When we went to the library, she sat down next to me with a book in her arms.

When we went to play basketball, she would sit in the stands and hand us water.

It looks exactly like a little tail.

Su Mu tapped the rim of the bowl.

"I'm talking about Xia Qingwu."

"When exactly are you going to let me out for some fresh air?"

"I've been cooped up in this shabby house for days without going out."

"And you, a CEO worth hundreds of billions, are neglecting the company's business?"

"Thousands of people are waiting for your salaries to support their families. Aren't you afraid the company will go bankrupt?"

I heard the word "company".

Xia Qingwu swallowed the fried egg in her mouth, and her energy returned.

She picked up a tissue and slowly wiped her mouth.

The tone was understated

"I don't want the company anymore."

"That's it, let it go bankrupt if it wants to."

"Anyway, I've earned enough money to last several lifetimes."

"From now on, I'll stay home and take care of you full-time."

"You'll never leave my sight for the rest of your life. Even if you die, your ashes will be placed in my jar."

Su Mu's eye twitched violently twice.

This woman's crazy side has kicked in again.

They can just throw away a group with assets worth billions.

Su Mu quickly waved his hand.

"That won't do!"

"This company is the culmination of your ten years of hard work."

"Why bother? It's not worth it for a scumbag like me."

"Let's do it this way."

"I'm going back to work now."

"Not only will you see me at the company every day, but you'll also make money on the side."

"What do you think?"

We must find a way to help this woman return to a normal social life.

I can't stay cooped up at home any longer.

Her paranoia will only get worse.

I'll really build myself a canary cage then.

That would be a complete disaster.

Xia Qingwu bit the end of her chopsticks, her beautiful phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and she thought seriously for half a minute.

"Alright."

She is actually a complete workaholic.

I feel uneasy after not looking at financial reports for a few days.

Moreover, Su Mu's workstation was right next to her luxurious CEO office.

There is a one-way mirror in the middle.

From the outside, it looks like a wall.

Looking from inside, you can see his every move clearly.

This is a perverse habit she has maintained for ten years.

As long as Su Mu is at his workstation, she can review documents with peace of mind.

........

After finishing the noodles.

The two finalized their plans to return to work.

Su Mu got up to clear the dishes and went into the bathroom to wash up.

He skillfully squeezed toothpaste onto two toothbrushes, one mint flavored and the other strawberry flavored.

Fill two cups with warm water and place them on the marble countertop.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Immediately afterwards, a warm body pressed against her.

Xia Qingwu wrapped her arms around his shoulders, crossed her long legs around his neck with fluid movements, and rode on his neck like a koala.

Su Mu was pressed down and sank a little.

He sighed helplessly, raised his hand, and handed over the electric toothbrush with strawberry-flavored toothpaste already squeezed out.

"I'm talking about Xia Qingwu."

"Can you get off my shoulders and brush your teeth standing up by yourself?"

"You're a cool and aloof female CEO."

"Isn't this behavior childish?"

"If your company's executives saw this, they'd laugh their heads off."

This woman's clinginess has evolved to an outrageous level; she even treats brushing her teeth like a human accessory.

Xia Qingwu took the toothbrush.

With a mouthful of foam.

He mumbled indistinctly.

"It won't go down."

"I'll never come down here in my entire life."

"You not only have to brush your teeth behind my back."

"You also have to wash my feet."

Su Mu rolled his eyes. This woman was really taking advantage of his kindness.

He freed one hand and precisely pinched Xia Qingwu's right ankle, where the skin was as delicate as the finest silk.

He brought it to his nose and smelled it.

It actually smells quite good.

But he insisted on putting on a disgusted expression, pinching his nose and backing away.

"Do I have to wash your feet for you?"

"Your feet stink!"

"Hurry up and get down here to wash yourself."

Xia Qingwu refused to accept this and squeezed her legs even tighter, making it almost impossible for Su Mu to breathe.

She spat out the foam from her mouth, her voice instantly turning cold, thick with jealousy.

"Oh?"

"You think my feet smell bad, huh?"

"If you won't wash my feet, you must be saving your energy to wash other women's feet!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"It's been mentioned on Douyin."

"A man will only complain about his current wife's feet if he has another woman in his heart!"

"Tell me honestly, are you thinking about Liao Feiyue again?"

This woman's possessiveness is off the charts.

Even toxic inspirational quotes from TikTok can be used as evidence in court.

Su Mu was defeated by her absurd logic.

"Could you please watch less of those mindless short videos?"

"I've only ever washed your feet in my entire life!"

Su Mu sighed resignedly. Rather than arguing, he decided to take action.

He steadily supported Xia Qingwu's legs with one hand to prevent her from falling.

With his other hand, he grabbed her foot, which was painted with bright red nail polish.

Move it under the faucet in the sink.

Turn on the tap.

Adjust the water to a suitable temperature.

He grabbed her jade-like foot, which was painted with bright red nail polish.

Rinse under running water.

Xia Qingwu's feet were very small, small enough to be grasped in one hand, her skin was so white it glowed, and even the blue veins were faintly visible. The arch of her foot was extremely beautiful.

Su Mu squeezed out a pump of rose-scented shower gel.

Rub the foam in your palms to create a rich lather.

Then apply it inch by inch to the instep of her feet.

Xia Qingwu sat on Su Mu's neck.

She looked down at the man washing her feet.

The water was flowing and making a gurgling sound.

The man's profile has strong, defined features.

He didn't give a single perfunctory answer.

Every movement was made with care and patience.

The slight irritation and suspicion in Xia Qingwu's heart suddenly disappeared.

Her lips couldn't help but curl upwards.

They were so attentive even when washing my feet.

He loves me so much.