Chương 2: Chapter 2: Saving the Villain's Son
Old Mrs. Su angrily said, "Don't you know your own child? This fellow is just like his father, rotten from the start! Come over here! I'll be waiting for you at the mall!"
Without waiting for Su Chaoxi to respond, she hung up the phone.
Su Chaoxi's eyes turned icy as she said to the driver, "You heard that, didn't you? Someone's accusing my son of scratching someone else's car. Go to the security office and retrieve the surveillance footage from the garage today. I want to see who the real instigator is."
The driver, Old Li, shuddered.
Seeing Su Chaoxi's aura, he suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Did Su Chaoxi... always have such a presence?
"Alright!" Old Li quickly left.
Su Chaoxi, holding her daughter Xie Mizhi, went down to the basement parking lot.
Indeed, she hadn't even gotten close yet.
When she heard the noise of an argument.
"Dressed all smart, but why such a little beast, huh?"
"Little beast, what are you looking at! Believe it or not, I'll smack you!"
"Where are your parents, are they dead? Just letting you face this alone?"
"Say something, are you dumb? Truly bad luck!"
...
Su Chaoxi's heart sank, alone?
Sure enough, from a distance, she saw.
In the midst of this group, about a dozen adults stood together, two of whom were holding onto a small figure.
That small figure looked so tiny amidst the crowd of tall and burly men.
It was her son, Xie Xunzhi!
Four-year-old Xie Xunzhi was surrounded by the crowd, his little body trembling.
He wanted to run away, but he was tightly cornered by a group of adults.
Su Chaoxi's heart ached, and she took long strides forward, shouting, "What are you doing! Stop it!"
The volume of Su Chaoxi's voice was loud.
At her sudden outcry, the helpless and despairing Xie Xunzhi stiffened all at once.
He turned his head around sharply.
Seeing Su Chaoxi, the grievances he had been stubbornly holding back rushed forward like a dam bursting.
But quickly, Xie Xunzhi held back his emotions, hanging his head and avoiding her gaze.
It was better to accept that his mother had come to hit him,
rather than fantasize that she was there to back him up.
Because he had embarrassed her outside.
Thinking of this, Xie Xunzhi felt as if his heart was splitting open.
His nose felt painfully sour.
Seeing her son's small figure, Su Chaoxi felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
She walked up quickly.
Her slender figure stood in front of Xie Xunzhi, "Whose pants didn't zip up, letting you fall out? You have the nerve to bully a four-year-old child, aren't you ashamed?"
Xie Xunzhi looked up in disbelief, gazing at the slim silhouette in front of him.
Could it be... she was protecting him?
"So you're the mother of this brat? You do look quite pretty."
As the man spoke, his gaze clearly carried ill intentions.
Su Chaoxi scoffed, "Yes, I am his mother!"
"That's right, we're looking exactly for this little beast's mother! Your son scratched up all the cars in this garage!"
Su Chaoxi glanced over them, "Do you have any proof it was my son who did it?"
"Proof? All the cars in the garage have been hit, and only your son had a rock in his hand. This is the tool he used to commit the crime!"
The people were aggressive, clearly not in the mood for negotiation.
Su Chaoxi coldly followed their pointing direction.
The Porsche Panamera closest to her caught her attention.
Indeed, there were deep scratches on the car.
These scratches were obviously intentional.
A large smiling face was etched onto the luxury car.
And a middle finger too.
It was clearly a provocation.
Su Chaoxi glanced at it and then asked Xie Xunzhi, "Did you do this?"
Xie Xunzhi stiffened his neck, tears swirling in his eyes, yet stubbornly refused to speak.
After all, she wouldn't believe him even if he did speak.
She would also think he was lying.
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Rather than prompting an even more severe beating, it's better to say nothing at all.
At that moment, an exclamation of surprise came from behind, "Chaoxi, you've finally come!"
It was Old Mrs. Su's voice, accompanied by the hurried sound of footsteps.
It was Su Chaoxi's grandmother, Old Mrs. Su.
There was also the late arrival of her parents, Su Chaoxi's little brother, Su Aolong.
Su Aolong was six years old this year.
He was both chubby and strong.
After being led over by Grandma, he immediately lunged at Su Chaoxi, shouting, "Sister! Longlong missed you so much!"
Su Aolong habitually lunged at Su Chaoxi, wanting to act spoiled.
But Su Chaoxi stepped to the side, avoiding him.
Su Aolong paused, looking at Su Chaoxi in shock, "Sister, what's wrong?"
Su Aolong, as the Su family's youngest child.
The whole family doted on him.
Especially this foolish sister.
Su Aolong had long been used to Su Chaoxi picking him up without hesitation, cherishing him as if he were her beloved baby.
Now, she was actually dodging?
Could it be that little bastard snitched?
Thinking this, Su Aolong glared fiercely at Xie Xunzhi.
But Su Chaoxi looked at Old Mrs. Su, "You just left Xunxun here by himself? Do you realize that Xunxun is only four years old!"
Old Mrs. Su's eyes widened, "You ungrateful girl, is that any way to speak to your own grandmother? Should I not take your brother to the restroom? What's wrong with making your son wait here for a while? I tell you, I've already called your parents, and when they get here, I want to see how you'll explain your son's misbehavior to them!"
Xie Xunzhi suddenly turned around, his eyes red with emotion.
Not at all.
He hadn't done anything!
It was all this bad kid's doing!
Xie Xunzhi stared at Su Aolong with disgust in his eyes.
Su Aolong sensed Xie Xunzhi's gaze and became annoyed, "What are you looking at, believe it or not, I'll hit you!"
Su Aolong feigned to hit him, but was grabbed by Su Chaoxi instead.
Su Aolong was incredulous, "Sister!"
Su Chaoxi fixed her gaze on him, demanding, "What gives you the right to hit Xunxun?"
Her eyes were icy, piercing.
Completely unfamiliar.
Su Aolong was a bit frightened by Su Chaoxi, and instinctively began to wail, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't you love Longlong anymore? I'm your most cherished little brother, aren't I?"
Old Mrs. Su, feeling sorry for her grandson, hugged him tightly, "Oh dear, my sweet boy, don't cry, Grandma loves you! Bad sister, Grandma will hit the bad sister for you!"
With that, she raised her hand to hit Su Chaoxi.
But before her palm could fall, she met Su Chaoxi's icy stare.
For some reason, Old Mrs. Su suddenly didn't dare to follow through.
Su Chaoxi coldly questioned her, "Are these cars really scratched by Xunxun?"
Old Mrs. Su felt guilty when asked, but soon she puffed up her chest and said indignantly, "Of course! If not your son, then who? You know yourself, your son was born bad, annoying from the start. Now that he's done something like this, what's so surprising!"
Su Chaoxi's demeanor softened, and she walked up to the vandalized Palamela, praising, "I really didn't expect my son to have such artistic talent!"
This attitude left everyone dumbfounded.
The car owners were angry, "After all this, still talking about artistic talent?"
"I've already called the police, just wait for them to deal with it!"
Su Chaoxi, appearing utterly unconcerned, said, "Let the police come then. Isn't this just about compensation? My family has plenty of money, but artistic talent is not something everyone can have."
She looked at the graffiti on the cars and clicked her tongue in appreciation, "Incredible, with such a gift, he might just be the next Chopin if trained properly!"
Some of the car owners laughed.
Old Mrs. Su was uninformed.
Seeing Su Chaoxi's face filled with astonishment, she began to examine the drawings.
Were they really that impressive?
Su Chaoxi, still engrossed in what she deemed as exceptional works, exclaimed excitedly, "Xunxun, you are so amazing! Mom has decided to give you one million as pocket money. You have to continue drawing, okay?"
Xie Xunzhi looked into Su Chaoxi's shining eyes, feeling bewildered and surprised, and instinctively wanted to run away.
But some people couldn't restrain themselves anymore.
Su Aolong hurried forward, "Sister, Sister, I drew all of these, not that little bastard!"
Little bastard?
Su Chaoxi suppressed her anger and asked, "Are you saying all these cars were drawn by you?"
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