Reincarnation Of Master Su Chapter 10

Perhaps this place was not his home, even if the locks of all the rooms in the villa were changed, and even if Su Mo's original cute quadrangular trousers of crayon sheet and elephant patterns were all stuffed into the storage box, after a month, the picky Su always felt that there was something wrong in the villa.

He did not like the curtain color, the layout of the living room, the color of the room wall. Rather than redoing all the interior decorations, it would have been better if he could just buy a real estate of his own. At the end of the day, although Su Bai existed here using Su Mo's ident.i.ty, under the skin he was still Master Su.

Su Mo's villa was given to Su Mo by Master Su on impulse when he was happy. The name on the real estate certificate was Su Mo. Since Su Mo did not want to waste the villa, he found a lawyer and generously gave it to Chun Yan. Chun Yan was the girl that had been taking care of Su Mo ever since he woke up. Master Su never forgot these things.

Su Bai being able to mix in the black and white paths naturally had his own reasons. When people live in this world, the most important thing was conscience and morality. If Su Mo was spiritual in heaven, he should agree with this approach.

Only this act of generosity attracted the discontent of the rest of the Su family. The next day after the transfer of the villa, Su saw a group of unexpected visitors.

Su Bai was awakened by noises outside the villa. The doorbell kept ringing and he had to open the curtain to see what was going on outside. It was very lively. A whole pile of aunts, grand-aunts, uncles and grand-uncles whom he did not know. Several people were still shouting, the loud voices hard to ignore.

“Su Mo, you come out here right now! Everyone look, a wolf's heart, if it hadn't been for the Su family's good fortune, would Su Mo have got this villa? Even with Master Su's pocket money, he still wants to swallow the villa alone. Is there justice for that?”

“This villa belongs to the Su family. If you want to give, give it to a member of the Su family, not an outsider!”

“I don't think Su Mo had any good intentions when he took in that little girl. Maybe they have already slept together in private.”

With a headache, Master Su pulled up the curtain again. He had changed the door lock of the villa for a long time and was not afraid that those people would break in anyways. It was always sad for old people to encounter children and grandchildren fighting for property. Although Su Bai was loved by his elders since childhood, he sacrificed many things to really sit in the leader's chair of the Su family.

The battle between relatives, friends and siblings that had been forgotten in the depths of memory in those years could still be recalled to this day. Perhaps it was those years when his hands were stained with too much blood of relatives and brothers, which directly led to his later indifference to his own blood and descendants.

Su Bai picked up the phone and dialed the security guards in the villa area. After giving orders, he went to the bathroom. When he came out, it was already quiet outside the villa. Master Su was somewhat surprised. In his understanding, it was not so easy for people, who ran here cheekily to ask for money, to be sent away.

His original plan was to let the villa security guards frustrate the group, slowly bathe and wear clothes to delay and decrease the strength of the group, and when Su later slowly released a burst of killing aura, he would almost easily win.

Su Bai stepped onto the balcony and there was no one left in front of the villa except an Aston Martin, which was quietly parked downstairs with its windows half-open and cigarette smoke coming out. Su seemed to be able to smell a faint smell of tobacco from the clean morning air.

“Water, tea, coffee, or would you like some alcohol in the morning?” Su Bai, wearing slippers, took a crystal ashtray and put it in front of Tang Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa.

“I saw some soybean milk on your kitchen table.” With half a cigarette between his fingers, Tang Hao exhaled out a small puff of cigar smoke, and the figure of the man with his back to him grew more and more blurry through the hazy white smoke.

Soon, Su Bai took two cups of hot soybean milk and put one cup in front of Tang Xiao. He took the other cup in his hand and drank it, with no words exchanged. Su guessed it was Tang Xiao who helped him straighten out the 'ch.o.r.es' outside the door. Only, how Tang Mao knew about this incident was enough for Master Su to think deeply.

Su Ye had personally thought that Su Mo was so ordinary that he could not attract even half of Tang Xiao's interest. If Tang Xiao was trying to find out the relations.h.i.+p between him and Ye Ziwu during the last meal, then with this man's personality he would already have found out that Su Bai and Ye Ziwu were only normal neighbors. Su Mo was an “ordinary man” who had no reason to let a dignitary visit him personally in the early morning.

“Thank you.” Su Bai drank hot soybean milk without sugar. His mouth was filled with a mellow taste, his lips and teeth were left with a fragrant smell, and his stomach was warm and comfortable.

Tang Xiao looked up at Su Bai. In his casual clothes, Su Bai's hair was not dry yet, and there was a faint fragrance from his body after bathing. Mixed with the cool morning air, it was a kind of unspeakable comfort. Su Bai's face was slightly rounded, this kind of roundness covered up the deep-looking nature of Master Su's eyes and turned into an excellent cover. In the warm suns.h.i.+ne, Su Bai was dressed in white clothes, giving people a warm illusion.

“Is Mr. Su always so polite with his friends?” Tang Xiao flicked off the cigarette ash and touched his jaw with his hand gently. A simple action, but done by Tang Xiao, showed a s.e.xual taste, even in the early morning, it emitted strong male hormones.

Tang Xiao's words that carried a laughing tone made Su Bai unable to carry on with his words for a while. He did not think they were friends.

“Although the seaside scenery of the sunset mountain is good, it's also good to change to city scenery occasionally. This area is not very suitable for you. The day after tomorrow, I have a real estate reception. The house there is good, you can consider it.” The cigarette end was extinguished in the ashtray. Tang Xiao calmly got up and took a sip of the hot soybean milk in his hand. He wiped his lips and smiled. “The soybean milk is good.”

Su Bai vaguely frowned. What did the reception have to do with him? Listening to Tang Xiao's tone, it was clear that Su Bai was not allowed to refuse. Although he was planning to buy a new house, but…

“Su Mo, I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow. Mm, you finish cla.s.s at four in the evening, right? It's just the right time. See you later.” Not giving Su Bai any time to refuse, Tang Xiao left as quickly as he had come, taking a cup of hot soybean milk with him on the way.

Su Bai was angry but could not fight. Living for so long it was a first for him to be invited so forcefully. But who let him become Su Mo now, not Master Su. He could not provoke that man surnamed Tang.

When he sat down on the sofa sullenly, Su recalled the information he had received yesterday about Tang Xiao. There was barely anything that could be found in the database. Maybe Tang Xiao was a young and promising businessman in China. Maybe, he was talented in a wide range of trades, especially in finance, machinery manufacturing, and real estate.

But just how could an ordinary businessman have calluses that were left behind by habitual gun use, and how could he have been seen by Chen Yuan to cooperate with. Su Bai could not guess much in other areas, but he was sure that Tang Xiao was secretly involved in military and arms trade.

Why did Tang Xiao approach himself? Master Su thought hard but could not understand that man's actions. If he could not understand, then it was fine, there will always be solutions to a problem. Su Bai put on his running shoes and went out for a jog.

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Tang Feng Center, a building located in the downtown area of City, faced water on one side. With the many landmarks in City, Tang Feng was not really considered anything special. Even most pa.s.sers-by did not know what kind of work people were doing in this building and what kind of company Tang Feng was. Only the people within the circle knew that if a certain boss of TangFeng stamps his feet, City would follow with a tremor and s.h.i.+ver twice.

Unbeknownst if it was due to the relations.h.i.+p between the two words “Tang” and “Feng”, apart from being a fas.h.i.+onable building, the overall decoration of Tang Feng Center showed a strong Tang Dynasty trend from the first-floor lobby. Ranging from floor and wall paintings on the ground to tables, chairs, benches, and ashtrays, all of which give people an illusion as if time had flowed back to the Tang Dynasty.

Fortunately, the fas.h.i.+onable dress of the people entering and leaving Tang Feng Center proved that everyone had not transmigrated, nor had they entered the Tang Dynasty Museum.

Ah Feng remembered that he almost broke a million-dollar antique vase when he first stepped into the top floor of Tang Feng Center. Since then, he has felt extremely nervous every time he comes to the top floor, even more than if he fought against fire.

Now, Ah Feng is more nervous. Did he see it correctly? Tang Zhong is actually drinking soymilk, and also where did he buy this soymilk from, it even came with a mug.

“Ah Feng.” A certain someone who was drinking soymilk shouted out.

“Tang Zhong.” In fact, Ah Feng preferred to call the boss as Boss, but Boss had said that Tang Feng was a place to do serious business. Calling out Boss Boss every day was enough to give out mafia auras, so only in Tang Feng did they call Boss as Tang Zhong.

“If a person loses their memory, will his habits change as a result?” The man's index finger taps on the table in a very regular rhythm.

Ah Feng thought for a moment and answered, “No.”

“That's right, how could a person who used to only drink milk suddenly change to soymilk? A person who used to not eat seafood has changed to not eating pork. Clearly the same person, yet the lifestyle habits are completely different.” It was not just lifestyle habits, Su Mo had an inferior status of a b.a.s.t.a.r.d son, with a boring profession of being a university teacher. Why did his words and manners give others a shapeless kind of elegance and grace, along with the hidden air of danger?

“Already fat for nearly ten years, why did he suddenly make up his mind to lose weight and train his body?” Until his tone became harder and harder, he lifted his eyes and leaned back on his chair, saying to himself, “Didn't he only just fall into the sea and nearly drown.”

“Is Tang Zhong talking about Su Mo? I've checked his records in the hospital before. When Su Mo was sent to the hospital that day, his heartbeat stopped during an ineffective rescue. Later, he came back to life, they said that it was only a case of false death.” Ah Feng did not understand why Tang Zhong was suddenly interested in a male stranger.

In Ah Feng's memories, he had seen Su Mo twice: once when Su Mo followed Su Yiyang to the boss's yacht party. At that time, Su Mo, fat and white, always had his head hung low, was self-abased and pitiful. Another time was at the seaside of the sunset mountains, when he saw Su Mo running nimbly on the beach. Thinking about it again carefully, it was clear that they were the same person, yet both give him two different feelings.

“The exact time when Su Mo's heart stopped beating.” Tang Xiao drank the whole cup of soybean milk in a gulp.

“Yes.”

T/N: Our Master Su seems to be in danger now~ What will happen next? And what has little Tang found out?

Tang Xiao lighting a flame of excitement in Fish's heart as alwaysლ(*꒪ヮ꒪*)ლ

Fish will now take a break from translating RMS~~ There are so many novels Fish wants to translate TwT Have to pick carefully _(:3 」∠)_ …