Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?
Chapter 137 - 136: Mad Move

Chapter 137: Chapter 136: Mad Move

"Dong dong"

Unable to lower the car window, He Qiya symbolically knocked a few times on the driver’s side window.

She had walked all the way to Su Mu’s car, yet Su Mu showed no sign of acknowledgment.

To say that Su Mu hadn’t seen her would be impossible in He Qiya’s mind.

Just now, Su Mu was clearly about to back up; it was her hurried dash out of her own car that had stopped him.

Now, Su Mu’s behavior could only mean that he was very dissatisfied with He Qiya’s earlier actions.

He Qiya knew she was at fault.

Driving as recklessly as she had, anyone would have taken issue with it.

It was only because she knew Su Mu’s driving skills well that she dared to make such a move.

He Qiya knew that Su Mu was someone of quality.

If it were someone else, they might have already gotten out of their car and given her a good scolding.

But He Qiya was aware that only Su Mu could drive her to such a mad act.

With anyone else, He Qiya wouldn’t bother giving them the time of day.

After lowering the car window, Su Mu still remained silent.

He just glanced at He Qiya, waiting for this crazy woman to give him an explanation.

"Su Mu, that, that..."

He Qiya also knew that her actions just now were too extreme.

She had planned to apologize to Su Mu first.

But seeing Su Mu’s indifferent attitude toward her, He Qiya felt a surge of grievance well up inside her.

"Su Mu, do you even consider me a friend?"

"We’ve already added each other on WeChat, but why didn’t you tell me when you stopped driving for so many days?"

"Last Thursday, I waited for you for half the day, and you didn’t even greet me when you saw me."

"I let that go, but for the following days, I waited for you on that mountain road every single day."

"And you didn’t show up even once?"

"Am I not even worth a common friend in your eyes?"

"Couldn’t you have at least told me when you weren’t going to practice driving?"

As she spoke, He Qiya’s voice began to choke up.

Something seemed to be swirling in her eyes, barely perceptible.

Su Mu was stunned by He Qiya’s words.

He remembered the events of last Thursday afternoon, which meant that He Qiya had indeed waited for him for half the day.

Then, Su Mu had gone on a trip with his girlfriend, so of course, he wasn’t going to drive out for a spin.

Was He Qiya actually waiting for him every single day?

Su Mu realized, was it that He Qiya felt aggrieved because she had waited for him for so long?

Su Mu also felt wronged; he had never asked He Qiya to wait.

Should her one-sided expectations be blamed on him?

"You originally said to notify you when I was going out for a drive, so if I didn’t drive, why should I inform you?"

Hearing that He Qiya had waited for him for so many days, Su Mu thought that He Qiya was being somewhat boneheaded.

If he didn’t contact her, didn’t that mean he wasn’t going out for a drive?

Was he supposed to inform her every single day whether or not he was driving?

"The day I sprained my ankle and couldn’t drive, I specifically sent you a WeChat to tell you,"

"Couldn’t you have just told me?"

When He Qiya first asked Su Mu for his contact details, indeed, she had said it was so he could send her a message when he was going out driving to call her along.

But at that time, she and Su Mu weren’t very familiar with each other.

Afterward, they had several interactions.

Especially after the tennis match, and particularly when Su Mu taught He Qiya to say "I’m sorry,"

He Qiya felt that her relationship with Su Mu had grown much closer than that of mere acquaintances.

So the day after she sprained her ankle, even though Su Mu knew about her situation, He Qiya still sent him a message, telling him she couldn’t drive that day.

Thinking about her own actions and comparing them to Su Mu’s attitude towards her,

He Qiya’s sense of grievance was palpable.

Now, He Qiya felt that she didn’t even compare to an ordinary friend in Su Mu’s eyes.

Not to mention the progress in their relationship she had presumed.

Su Mu paused for a moment, realizing there seemed to be some truth in that.

At the time, Su Mu hadn’t taken it to heart and naturally hadn’t replied to He Qiya’s WeChat message.

For Su Mu, if they happened to meet, they would drive together.

If not, he was just fine driving alone. There was no need to deliberately wait for anyone; that was too troublesome.

Of course, from the beginning, it had always been He Qiya who was actively waiting for Su Mu.

"I went on a trip for a few days."

That was an explanation of sorts, although Su Mu didn’t owe He Qiya any.

But considering she had waited a few days for him, Su Mu thought it was better to say something.

He Qiya looked at Su Mu, as if waiting for him to continue.

Su Mu just shrugged his shoulders—this was his answer, and there was nothing more to say.

He Qiya stared at Su Mu for several minutes.

Only when she was sure Su Mu wouldn’t say anything more did she stomp her foot in frustration and turn back to her red Ferrari.

She reversed, creating some space.

With a slight turn of the steering wheel, the red Ferrari quickly headed down the mountain.

"How absurd."

Su Mu found He Qiya’s silent departure strange.

"Are all girls’ thoughts this peculiar?"

Su Mu muttered to himself and dismissed He Qiya’s nonsensical behavior.

He pressed the accelerator and headed towards the castle.

"Young Master, you’re back."

Su Mu’s luggage was taken straight to his room by the servants.

Checking the time, Su Mu knew that his grandfather was probably taking a nap now.

Heading straight for the study, of course, he had to greet Elder Su upon returning home.

At the entrance of the study, he happened to meet Ah Fook, who was serving tea to Elder Su.

"Hmm, what’s Grandpa doing?"

Seeing the teacup in Ah Fook’s hands, Su Mu understood that this was a time when his grandfather could be disturbed.

"Old Master Su just finished practicing calligraphy and is resting."

Just as expected

One should not disturb Elder Su when he was practicing calligraphy, and Ah Fook usually didn’t go in then either.

Being allowed in meant that Elder Su had finished his important tasks.

"Grandpa, I’m back."

Without hesitation, Su Mu pushed open the door of the study and walked in.

"Xiao Mu, you’ve come at just the right time. Help Grandpa take a look at these characters, will you?"

Old Master Su called over Su Mu to admire the masterpiece he had just completed upon seeing his grandson return.

"Magnificent and bold, what excellent characters!"

Su Mu gave a thumbs-up and praised enthusiastically.

In truth, Su Mu didn’t know much about calligraphy.

He knew his grandfather was an avid fan of calligraphy and that Old Master Su practiced at least an hour every day.

His skill couldn’t be anything but superb.

That’s why Su Mu dared to flatter him so freely.

"I can tell you don’t understand calligraphy just from what you’ve said,"

Old Master Su saw through Su Mu’s little trick and smiled, shaking his head.

Old Master Su didn’t expect his grandson to be an all-around talent.

He had asked only in passing.