After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE

Side Story 1 (3)

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Su Yuanzhou give a cold smile and continued, “I’ll return that statement to you intact.” He lowered his gaze to her and said, “Instead of obstructing others, I advise you to worry about whether your company can survive this economic crisis.”

Yang Xue’s pupils slightly contracted as she suddenly remembered the various thorny issues her company had been facing recently. The company was unable to sustain itself due to the economic downturn, and massive layoffs had even begun. She couldn’t believe it and said, “Did you do this?”

When Su Yuanzhou raised an eyebrow, almost like an implicit admission, Yang Xue let out a scream and rushed towards him as if she had gone mad, attempting to slap him. “Su Yuanzhou, have you no heart? I am your biological mother!”

However, Su Yuanzhou firmly grasped her wrist, looked down at her, and said expressionlessly, “You haven’t been my mother for a long time.”

He sneered, “Yang Xue, would you like to taste what it feels like to grow old, penniless, alone, and destitute?”

Yang Xue felt pain in her wrist as he held it tightly. Su Yuanzhou looked down at her face, then flicked her hand away with disgust, leaving Yang Xue sitting on the ground, her face filled with fear and losing strength.

Su Jingkun watched everything from a distance, his face turning pale. His gaze shifted towards the son he had always considered an irredeemable idiot, filled with intense disbelief.

Unbeknownst to them, he had grown to a point where he could threaten them.

Facing such a gaze, Su Yuanzhou’s expression remained cold. Su Qiuge might not have the heart to do it. Xie Xinglin might not have the position to do it. But that didn’t mean they didn’t hate, didn’t want revenge. And Su Yuanzhou was the most suitable person to play the villain.

He had once been unable to protect her from this ugly, divided family. He had even hurt her like they did when he was in extreme despair and pain. So now it was his turn to make amends. To make up for all the harm she had suffered.

No one taught him before, but now he would learn how to be a good brother. He would not allow any mistakes when it came to her future and happiness.

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On that evening, Su Qiuge received a gift.

A key.

At first, she thought it was just a toy until Xie Xinglin drove the car at night and even deliberately blindfolded her, taking her to a place.

She didn’t think much of it at first, but she realized something was different when they arrived. The car was parked in a villa complex by the lake.

The house in front of her had a retro touch, leaning towards the style of the Middle Ages. Red tiles, white walls, and a layer of white snow accentuated the frozen statue fountain at the entrance. Delicate branches covered in snow peeked through the gaps in the walls, like a scene only found in fairy tales.

She looked stunned and asked, “What is this?”

He lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on the key in her hand, and said calmly, “A wedding gift.”

Su Qiuge widened her eyes, gazing at the villa hidden in the snow, resembling a castle, and exclaimed in disbelief, “For… for me?”

Xie Xinglin curved his lips and said, “Only your name is on the property deed.”

It took Su Qiuge a while to react, but she eventually understood. A sour feeling surged in her nose, and then she turned to him, hugging his neck and tiptoeing to give him a quick kiss on the lips. She looked at him and said, “You gave me such an expensive wedding gift, and I have nothing to repay you with.”

Xie Xinglin let his gaze linger on her for a moment, then stared at her meaningfully and whispered in her ear, “How about repaying with your body?”

Su Qiuge maintained a smiling expression and pinched his arm forcefully.

Xie Xinglin chuckled deeply and raised an eyebrow, asking, “Don’t you want to go inside and take a look?”

Su Qiuge looked at the villa and took a deep breath before nodding.

She never dreamed that she would own such a beautiful house.

Deep down, she had secretly hoped for it because every girl inevitably had a childhood dream of being a princess in a castle. But she didn’t remember mentioning it to him.

Upon entering, she found that the interior of the villa had its own unique charm. Whether it was the dim wall lamps in the corners, the exquisite paintings on the walls, or the phonograph on the desk, they all gave a sense of tranquility and comfort.

She was ecstatic and turned to him, whispering softly, “Let’s stay here tonight.”

The bathtub in the bathroom had been designed in a semi-open style, resembling a hot spring, with a golden water tap adorned with carved patterns.

As night fell, Xie Xinglin sat on the sofa, working while watching Su Qiuge explore the entire villa like an excited little bird. She would come running to him, telling him where she could study in the future, where they could have meals, and even mentioning what kind of furniture she wanted to place in certain corners.

Xie Xinglin often wore gold-rimmed glasses while working. His gaze would occasionally land on her, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. The light from the nearby wall lamp illuminated his refined face, giving him an elegant and gentle appearance.