On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

The train sped along, and Su Wanqing drove her eye-catching cherry blossom pink car towards home!

As the Cullinan entered the Ocean Villa District, the French-style streetlights on both sides of the road cast a warm glow.

The car passed through two automatic iron gates and stopped in front of a huge three-story villa.

Su Wanqing jumped out of the car with her small bag in hand and glanced at her own frightening building!

The building has a floor area of ​​2600 square meters, plus a garden of 2000 square meters.

She shuffled into the villa.

"I'm back!!"

Above them is a three-tiered crystal chandelier, the light of which is dazzling.

The marble floor, imported from Italy, is so shiny it reflects light perfectly, and an oil painting hangs on the wall. The price tag is enough to buy an apartment in a second-tier city.

Su Wanqing tossed her bag aside and sprawled out on the luxurious sofa in the living room like a salted fish.

"Oh my, my precious daughter is back!"

Su Mingcheng shuffled downstairs in his slippers.

A 48-year-old middle-aged man, well-maintained, with a good figure and thick hair.

He walked to the sofa with a smile, holding a cup of Pu'er tea in his hand.

"What's wrong! Your lips are pouting so much you could hang an oil bottle on them. Tell Dad, who made my little princess unhappy! Was it that brat?!"

Su Wanqing turned over, burying her face in the sofa cushions, and said in a muffled voice, "Liu Yu went back to Chang'an."

Su Mingcheng was taken aback: "Liu Yu! That 'good boy' you keep talking about! Your brother in the game! No, I mean sister! Uh, no... anyway, that kid!"

"What kid!" Su Wanqing sat up abruptly, glaring at her father. "He has a name! His name is Liu Yu! Liu! Yu!"

"Alright, alright, Liu Yu. So what if he went back to Chang'an! It's the National Day holiday, isn't it normal for people to go home!"

"But it has to be left for ten days!" Su Wanqing held out both hands, waving her ten fingers in front of Su Mingcheng. "Ten! days! A full two hundred and forty hours! Fourteen thousand four hundred minutes!"

Su Mingcheng was a little confused: "So...!"

"So I won't see him for ten days!" Su Wanqing slumped back down, lying on her back. "He's probably already out of Hebei Province by now..."

Seeing her distraught appearance, Su Mingcheng felt a surge of fatherly jealousy.

"No, baby,"

"I went to Europe for a project last month, I was gone for twenty days, and I didn't see you missing me like this! You've only known this guy for less than two months, and you're acting like you've lost your soul after just a few hours apart!"

He pointed at Su Wanqing: "Su Wanqing, this is called valuing your boyfriend over your father! A classic case of forgetting your dad now that you have a boyfriend!"

"He's not my boyfriend!" Su Wanqing retorted.

"Then what are you so disappointed about?!"

"He..." Su Wanqing stammered, then after a long pause, managed to utter, "He's my eldest son! A mother can't bear to miss her son!"

"Pfft!" A suppressed laugh came from the stairwell.

They both turned their heads at the same time.

Song Yutang was holding onto the stair railing, laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking.

Song Yutang, Su Wanqing's stepmother, is not yet thirty years old, but is a full eighteen years younger than Su Mingcheng.

She was beautiful and had a gentle demeanor. She was wearing a silk nightgown and had her long hair flowing over her shoulders. She was watching with great interest.

"What are you laughing at!" Su Mingcheng asked irritably.

"I laughed and said that Qingqing had finally figured it out."

Song Yutang gracefully walked down and sat on the other side of Su Wanqing. "So many boys used to pursue you, but you didn't even glance at them. Your dad was worried that you weren't interested in boys. Now look at you, you've learned to care about someone yourself."

Su Wanqing blushed slightly: "Stepmother! I wasn't thinking about him! I just... I just felt like no one was playing games with me anymore!"

"Oh~~!" Song Yutang drawled, "Who used their connections to order the latest folding screen! And who...?"

"Stepmother!" Su Wanqing rushed over and covered her mouth.

Song Yutang laughed and dodged away, but Su Wanqing wouldn't let it go, and the two of them started arguing on the sofa.

After making a scene, Su Wanqing lay back down and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly, she sat up abruptly.

"Dad, I want to go to Chang'an."

Su Mingcheng spat out, "What?!"

"I'm going to Chang'an," Su Wanqing repeated, her voice growing more resolute with each word, "Now! Immediately! Right now!"

"Are you crazy?!" Su Mingcheng put down his teacup, his voice trembling. "It's so late! You're going to Chang'an! What kind of behavior is it for a young woman like you to go there in the middle of the night?!"

Su Wanqing had already picked up her phone and started checking flights: "I'll take a plane, it'll only take two hours! I'll give him a surprise."

"Surprise! I think it's more of a shock!" Su Mingcheng stood up and paced around the living room.

"Su Wanqing, calm down! What kind of person are you to run over there alone! Besides, do you even know where she lives? Chang'an is so big, where are you going to find her?!"

Su Wanqing didn't even look up, her fingers flying across the screen: "I know, he said before that he lives in Beilin District, I remember which community, which building, which unit, and which room number. I even saw a picture of his apartment building, he sent it to me."

Su Mingcheng paused, turned around and glared at her: "How did you know?!"

"He told me that; I even ordered takeout for him!"

"What! You even ordered takeout for him!" Su Mingcheng jumped up.

"What's wrong with ordering takeout?!"

Su Mingcheng: "..."

Song Yutang laughed again from the side: "Not bad, Qingqing, you did a great job."

"Stepmother!" Su Wanqing winked at Song Yutang, begging her to put in a good word for her!

Upon receiving the signal, Song Yutang took Su Mingcheng's arm and said, "Mingcheng, I think if Qingqing wants to go, let her go."

"Yutang, why are you..."

"Young people should do crazy things; that's what youth is all about. When you were pursuing me, didn't you drive all the way from northern Beijing to Tianjin in the middle of the night just to bring me a bowl of roasted chestnuts I wanted?"

Su Mingcheng blushed slightly: "That's...that's different!"

"How is it different! They're both doing silly things for the people they like. Besides, Qingqing is eighteen, an adult, and has her own judgment. If she wants to see the people she wants to see, as parents, we should support her."

Su Wanqing immediately seized the opportunity: "That's right! Dad, I'm in college now! I'm not a child anymore!"

Su Mingcheng watched his wife and daughter singing in unison, and his head began to ache.

He pressed his temples, trying to make a last-ditch effort: "Well... then you can go, but you have to go tomorrow during the day. It's too late now, it's not safe."

"No, going tomorrow won't have the same surprise effect. I want to go now, before he gets home, and suddenly appear! Wow~ just imagine the scene, he'll be terrified!"

As she spoke, she laughed first, her sense of loss vanished, and she felt completely alive again.

Looking at her glowing face, Su Mingcheng suddenly found himself unable to voice his objections.

He let out a long sigh.

"Girls grow up and leave home..." He shook his head, walked back to the sofa, and said, "You really want to go!"

"You really want to go!"

"No regrets!"

"No regrets!"

"Alright," Su Mingcheng conceded, "You need to be polite when you meet their parents. Call them 'Uncle' or 'Auntie' as appropriate. Also, call home at least once a day to let them know you're safe!"

"Okay, okay!" Su Wanqing jumped up, hugged Su Mingcheng, and kissed him on the cheek. "Dad, you're the best!"

"Don't give me that," Su Mingcheng said, feigning seriousness, but a smirk was already playing on his lips. "Hurry up and pack your things. I'll have Old Chen take you to the airport."

"Thank you, Dad!" Su Wanqing let go of him, turned around and ran upstairs, losing one of her slippers in the process.

Song Yutang bent down to pick up the slippers, shaking her head with a smile: "This child is so impulsive."

Su Mingcheng sat back on the sofa, picked up the Pu'er tea, took a sip, and smacked his lips: "Love-obsessed, a typical love-obsessed person."

"You're the same!" Song Yutang walked behind him and massaged his shoulders. "I remember someone picked me up from get off work for a whole month just to have dinner with me."

"How can that be the same? That's the romance of a mature man."

"Yes, yes, yes, President Su is the most romantic."

As they were talking, they heard heavy footsteps coming from upstairs, and Su Wanqing came running down with a suitcase in her hand!

"I'm all packed! Let's go!" Su Wanqing rushed to the entrance to change her shoes.

"Wait a minute," Song Yutang stood up, "You can't go to someone's house empty-handed. I'll prepare something for you to take with you."

She turned and walked towards the storage room on the first floor.

The Su family has a special gift storage room filled with various high-end cigarettes and alcohol, health products, tea, and handicrafts, all of which are gifts from others.

Two minutes later, Song Yutang came out carrying a heavy, exquisite gift box bag.

"There are two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of liquor inside," Song Yutang handed the bag to Su Wanqing. "The cigarettes are the 08 Olympic commemorative edition from Yellow Crane Tower, and the liquor is 50-year-old Moutai. It's not particularly expensive, but it's presentable. Consider it a gift for your first visit."

Su Wanqing took the bag and weighed it in her hand. "Thank you, stepmother! You're so thoughtful!"

Song Yutang straightened her collar: "Girls should be a little more reserved, you know!"

Su Wanqing hugged Song Yutang: "Okay! I'm leaving now!"

"Go ahead," Su Mingcheng waved his hand. "Old Chen is already waiting at the door. Send me a message when you get to the airport, when you board the plane, when you land, and definitely when you get to the hotel."

"Yes, ma'am!" Su Wanqing gave a perfunctory salute, opened the door, and rushed out.

Outside, the Rolls-Royce Phantom was already running. Old Chen stood beside the car and respectfully opened the door.

Su Wanqing jumped into the car, rolled down the window, and waved to the door, "Dad, Stepmother, I'm leaving! Don't miss me too much!"

"Be careful on the road!"

Su Mingcheng didn't say anything, he just stood at the door with his hands behind his back, watching the car drive out of the courtyard and disappear into the night.

After a long while, he sighed, turned around, and went inside.

"Come on, let's go upstairs and sleep."

"Let's not wait for Qingqing's news!"

"Wait, of course we'll wait! We'll exercise while we wait! This old man's feeling a bit youthful again..."

After a fierce battle, Su Mingcheng leaned against the headboard, panting heavily.

"Go get me some black goji berries, I need to replenish my energy!"

Song Yutang giggled as she prepared tonics for Su Mingcheng!

Then, my phone vibrated.

[Qingqing: Dad, I've arrived at the airport! I'm checking in!]

[Qingqing: Business class, don't worry!]

Su Mingcheng replied, "Be careful," put down his phone, and closed his eyes.