Soul Returns to Hong Kong: From Tailor Shop to Richest Woman

It was Saturday afternoon.

Su Jun didn't need tutoring, so he took a car to his cousin Su Zhi's house in Central to visit him; Su Zhi was holed up in the study, biting a pencil stub while writing an essay.

"You've come at the right time." Su Zhi tossed his pencil onto the table. "Quick, help me think of a starting line. How do you even begin with this lousy topic, 'My Ideal'?"

Su Jun lay down on the sofa and blurted out, "My ideal is to have my own money and not rely on my dad for pocket money."

Su Zhi was taken aback: "With this kind of opening, if I hand it in tomorrow, will the teacher call me, Lao Dou, in for a chat at school?"

"Then forget it."

The two spent half the afternoon in the study.

Aunt Chen Meishan came in carrying a plate of sliced ​​fruit and some pastries; she put the plate down, looked at Su Jun who was much quieter than usual, and couldn't help but smile.

"Jun's been much better behaved lately. Your grandma said he hasn't caused any trouble in São Paulo, and his grades have stabilized?"

Su Jun nodded: "I was forced by Lin Ying. She would hit my palm with a wooden board if I didn't finish writing."

"That little girl has real skills." Chen Meishan pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her hands. "You won't regret learning from her."

Su Jun looked at Chen Meishan, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, I have a question for you."

"Go ahead and ask," Chen Meishan replied casually, turning to tend to the models on the cabinet next to her.

"If... I mean if... if my dad remarries and has a stepmother, will she have another baby brother?"

Chen Meishan didn't even turn her head, casually saying, "What's so strange about that? These days in Hong Kong, there are plenty of couples who get pregnant before getting married. Your dad made at least several million from this movie, there are definitely a bunch of women eyeing his pockets. Maybe your new little brother is already in his mother's belly."

The sky is falling!!! Maybe it's already in my belly?!

After Chen Meishan finished tidying up, she turned around and found Su Jun standing there dumbfounded. She didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a child being jealous and worried about losing favor.

"Oh, don't think too much about it. Your father loves you two brothers the most. I'm going to make some Southeast Asian pastries that I just learned how to make. I'll bring them in for you to eat later."

Chen Meishan walked out of the study with a smile.

As soon as the door closed, Su Jun stared stiffly at Su Zhi, who was sitting at the desk.

Su Zhi was stuffing a slice of apple into his mouth when he saw Su Zhi's listless appearance and asked, "What are you doing? Did you see a ghost?"

My aunt said... my new little brother might already be in someone else's belly.

Su Zhi chewed on an apple: "That's it?"

Su Jun shouted excitedly, "What do you mean 'that's all'?! I don't have a mother! If my dad has a stepmother's child in the future, the stepmother will whisper in his ear! And my dad won't want me and my brother anymore!"

Su Zhi frowned after hearing this: "Is it that exaggerated? I thought the sky was falling."

"Isn't this the sky falling?!"

"No, that doesn't count," Su Zhi said seriously. "Isn't this kind of thing simple? My dad and mom didn't want a fourth child, so they took medication. They couldn't have any more children after taking the medication."

"What medicine?"

Su Zhi whispered to Su Jun, "Birth control pills! My mom has some in her drawer. I overheard her talking to my aunt before."

Su Jun, as if he had found a lifeline, asked, "Brother Zhi, you mean...?"

"Why don't you just give it to your dad?" Su Zhi said matter-of-factly. "He goes out drinking every day, so just give it to him as a liver tonic. Or put it in his hangover cure. Anyway, when adults get drunk, they don't remember anything the next day."

Su Jun grabbed Su Zhi's hand: "Su Zhi! You're simply a genius!"

Su Zhi proudly raised his chin: "Of course. Although I didn't get into São Paulo back then, I'm not just a pretty face."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the chair and walked towards the door.

"You sit here, I'll sneak into my mommy's room... and get you some."

Su Jun now feels that he has found a way to survive in this cruel battle for survival in a wealthy family.

In the evening, when Su Jun took a car back to his apartment in Causeway Bay, he found a small paper package wrapped tightly in his pocket.

Back home, Su Cheng was sitting on the living room carpet reciting English sentence patterns.

"Brother!" Su Jun didn't even change his slippers before grabbing Su Cheng and pulling him into the bedroom, locking the door behind him.

He recounted from beginning to end the story of what he had heard in Central that afternoon: "It's already in my stomach," and the "life-saving medicine" he had brought back.

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng nearly dropped his English textbook.

The thirteen-year-old boy's expression changed several times in just one minute.

"Are you sure this thing will work?" Su Cheng stared at the paper package.

"Su Zhi said his mom used this method to get rid of their fourth child! It's bound to work!"

"But..." Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, "That's for women, isn't it?"

Su Jun was also taken aback for a moment, then braced himself and said, "Who cares if men eat it or women eat it! It's all contraception anyway! They're pretty much the same thing! Are you going to just stand by and watch your stepmother walk in pregnant with your third child?"

After a long pause, Su Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "We can't rely on you to do it all by yourself. You're always so forgetful, you'll definitely forget things."

Su Jun nodded immediately: "That's why I came back to find you to join me!"

Su Cheng walked over and carefully put the paper package into the deepest drawer of his desk, under a pile of old comic books.

"From now on, whenever he goes out for business dinners at night, or comes home to get water to sober up, the two of us will take turns keeping an eye on him. Every day or two, we'll secretly let him have some water."

Su Jun nodded with an extremely serious expression: "It's all for our second branch of the family!"

Su Cheng extended his right hand, and Su Jun also extended his right hand. *Clap!* The two brothers gave each other a heavy high five in the dimly lit bedroom, reaching a consensus.

Just then, Su Zhihao returned after finishing his social engagement.

He had clearly drunk quite a bit of sorghum liquor again tonight; as soon as he walked in, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Maria! Go get me a glass of water!"

Su Jun and Su Cheng exchanged a glance in the bedroom.

The opportunity is here.

Two minutes later, Su Jun walked from the kitchen to the living room with a glass of water. He was a little nervous because it was his first time doing this. He almost spilled the water.

"Old Dou, have some water."

Su Zhihao leaned back on the leather sofa, sprawled out: "Why are you being so dutiful today? Usually, asking you to pour water is like asking you to die."

Su Jun said guiltily, "I... my grades have been stable recently, and I feel like I've grown up, so I wanted to be filial to you."

Su Zhihao chuckled: "If you stop arguing with Inspector Huang and stop making Lin Ying angry, I can live ten more years."

He took the glass, tilted his head back, and gulped down half of it in one go.

Su Jun stared at his bobbing Adam's apple, his heart pounding in his chest. Su Cheng stood by the bedroom doorframe, his hands gripping the door panel, his face tense.

After finishing his drink, Su Zhihao smacked his lips and said, "This water...why does it taste weird?"

Su Cheng immediately chimed in loudly, "Maybe...maybe the cup wasn't washed properly!"

Upon hearing this, Su Zhihao turned and glared at the kitchen: "Maria! Be more careful when washing the cups next time! And there's still the smell of dish soap!"

Maria, the Filipino maid in the kitchen, was unfairly blamed and quickly poked her head out, apologizing repeatedly: "I'm so sorry, Brother Hao, I'll definitely rinse the water more times next time."

Su Zhihao didn't think much of it and tilted his head back to pour the remaining half cup down his throat.

The two brothers, standing at a distance, both breathed a long sigh of relief.

From that day on, Su Cheng and Su Jun had a top-secret mission in the main house of the second branch of the Su family. Every day or two, they would keep an eye on Su Zhihao's water glass, hangover soup, and so-called liver-protecting medicine.

Meanwhile, Su Zhihao, who was busy bragging to his henchmen, counting box office revenue, and envisioning the future of his film empire, had no time to ponder why his two usually unruly sons had suddenly become so attentive, serving him tea and water.

He only occasionally woke up in the middle of the night and felt that the boiled water at home had been tasting a little strange lately.