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I Heard You Are Going to Marry Me (Web Novel) - Chapter 28: Xing Biao Was a Good Man
Chapter 28: Xing Biao Was a Good Man
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Translator: 陈玲
Xing Biao had to be obedient and took Su Mo to have a dinner and sent him back home. Then Su Mo blocked at the door, to stop Xing Biao get back to his home.
“I can take care of myself. It’s late. Just get back to your home.”
“It’s not late. We can talk for a while.”
Xing Biao wanted to rush into the door, but Su Mo did not allow by blocking the door. Su Mo frowned, and he had been patient enough.
“I don’t want to see you now. Get out of here.”
“Darling, please do not so ruthless. We are close enough with hug and kiss. You have come to our home. We’ll get married soon. But you find me annoying. How can we live together in the future?”
“Get back and ask him to change all the furniture. Urge the decoration team to catch up the process. I don’t want to see the scene again. I’ll call you if necessary. Don’t annoy me these days.”
“I’ll follow your instructions as soon as possible. What kind of furniture do you like? I’ll take you to choose some, and make Bai Hua to pay for them.”
“The same as the present ones.”
“White sofa is also nice. What about changing a set of white ones?”
“You decide.”
“What about the wardrobe and the bed, and the dining table…..”
Su Mo drew back, and closed the door. Shit! So wordy!
Xing Biao knocked on the door.
“Darling, remember to call me. Darling, ask me to send you if you want to go somewhere. Darling, you just rest in your home for several days, and do not go to work before your foot recover.”
Something was smashed on the door, giving off rustling sound.
“Get out of here!”
Ok, Right now!
Xing Biao touched his nose. Luckily, there was a door. Or anything would be thrown to him.
“Well, darling, I’m leaving. Remember to call me.”
It was finally quiet. Su Mo relieved. He was more tired than all the more than 20 years. Xing Biao widened his vision with everything weird.
“Back home? How about the date?”
Su Mo nodded, and then sat down on the sofa, beating his head.
“Mom, why do you insist to ask me to marry him. I want to know the reason.”
He really wanted to know the reason. He was not a homosexual. But his mother insisted to ask him to marry a man. Although he had low EQ scores and did not know how to love a girl, these were not main reasons. He knew that his mother was not a woozy woman.
Aunt Su was embarrassed.
“Just tell me. We have fixed the time for wedding. I’ll keep my promise.”
“I’ve told you some of it. Xing Biao threw out the hooligan for our teahouse. After that, he often came to our teahouse, and I often chatted with him. We often made something delicious, and asked him to eat with us. On day I went faint in the teahouse, and Xing Biao sent me to the hospital, and made some examinations. The doctor said I was in a bad condition at that time. I thought I might die, but how about you? You don’t know how to contact with girls. No one will take good care of you if I and your father die in the future.”
Su Mo frowned. He was really not in accordance with filial. He had been stayed abroad, ignoring his parents.
“Mom.”
Aunt Su touched the head of Su Mo, full of expression of love.
“I’ll be relieved even if I die in the future as long as there is somebody taking care of you after you get married.”
“Mom, what about it now?”
“Thanks to Xing Biao, on the next day, he came here and sent me to a veteran doctor of tcm. He said that I was good, and just needed to take some traditional Chinese medicine. After that, I had a check, and recovered. Xing Biao is really a nice man. As a stranger, he was so polite to me and cared me. I want to ask him to take care of you. He is really nice. He will surely treat you well for he cares you so much.”
Su Mo smiled. On the whole day, although Xing Biao was smooth-tongued, he treated Su Mo really well, relieving pains on the foot.
“Your mom have really good sight.”
Su Mo said nothing. Somebody knocked at the door before they talked more. Su Mo glanced at the watch. Who was that since it was really late.
“Biao, it’s you.”
“Mom, on my way driving home, I recalled the liquid medicine Old Zhang gave me for massage for Su Mo. I forgot it just now.”
Xing Biao ran back to the room again. There was sweat on his forehead. He had a medicine bottle in his hand.
“Darling, I’m massaging for you.”
