I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 599 The Miss's Methods
After the old lady inexplicably began to ask inexplicable questions, the atmosphere in the entire villa became cold.

The scene froze for a while, and this cousin Gu Qiu closed her eyes before she mustered up the courage to continue speaking:

"I'm sorry, grandma. It's my fault. I haven't practiced hard enough during this period. I will definitely get first place next time."

"Is that all? Is this what your parents taught you?"

The old lady had no intention of letting her go, but continued to speak coldly.

Su Chengyi frowned imperceptibly, thinking, is this the legendary elite education? Ruthless preaching and suppression, and it has to be done in front of outsiders, without any regard for the self-esteem of the younger generation.

It seems no surprise that such an educational method would cultivate a daughter with a personality like Wei Peilan.

Before coming, Su Chengyi had heard Xiao Zheng tell him gossip about the Wei family.

Unlike local traditional big families like the Chu family, the Wei family has no achievements in family inheritance. Although they are also engaged in business, they are more involved in overseas business, which happens to complement the Chu family. This is one of the important reasons why Chu Yuanjiang and Wei Peilan chose to get married.

Therefore, compared to the Chu family's traditional education model that favors "ladies of noble families", the Wei family's education is a true "elite" one.

It is difficult for Su Chengyi to judge which one is better or worse, because it is obvious that both sides are very weird. If he has to choose, he will not choose either one.

But the unfortunate Miss Chu not only had no right to choose, but was also caught between two sides.

Of course, the brothers and sisters who are now standing on the other side are in a similar situation to Miss Chu, but comparatively speaking, it is definitely Miss Chu, the legitimate "heir", who has to bear more pressure.

For example, this cousin Gu Qiu was obviously not able to cope with this kind of questioning. After being harassed by the old lady for the second time, she looked like she was about to cry in the next second, and she bit her lower lip to try her best to restrain herself.

"I'm sorry to my family, sorry to you, sorry to the teacher who taught me so carefully, sorry to everyone."

"Knowing shame leads to courage, this is the principle you need to understand."

The old lady let out a breath and wrapped herself in the blanket, as if she was selecting the next unlucky person to be caught and made an example of.

"Xiao Su, did you enjoy your dinner today?"

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Su Chengyi was originally silently thankful that he was not a member of the Wei family, but was suddenly called out by the death call.

Damn it, it is indeed a blessing in disguise, but it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

"It's delicious. Thank you for the treat."

Su Chengyi calmed himself down and answered.

"As long as it's suitable, it's good. When we heard that you were coming, Perrin discussed it with us immediately and even prepared four menu options. Fortunately, it suits your taste."

The old lady smiled the same smile as Wei Peilan and said this.

You can tell they are his biological children just by looking at them, Su Chengyi thought silently.

But perhaps because he was an outsider, his words and tone were still polite.

After all, the two cousins ​​next to them were still standing there with their heads down as punishment, which was a sharp contrast.

Chu Qingmian sat silently beside the old lady, clutching a corner of the blanket in his palm, with his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I just heard them talking about you running a game production studio or something, and you even won a big prize, is that true or not?"

The next second, the old lady changed the subject and suddenly brought up this matter.

Su Chengyi hesitated for half a second and gave an affirmative answer.

“Yes, I’m currently the person in charge of running a game studio. I’m still young and everything is still in its infancy.

The last award was just a small achievement that was not worth mentioning. "

He said this perfectly, neither humbly nor arrogantly, and felt that he had not revealed anything.

The old lady continued without changing her expression:

"Xiao Su was born in October, right?"

"Yes."

Su Chengyi nodded and replied.

I guess everyone here already knows this kind of obvious personal information in advance.

"You are still young, and the most important thing now is your studies. It is certainly worth encouraging college students to start their own businesses, but if you think about it carefully, first, you lack the ability to take risks. Once you make a mistake, it will bring great pressure to your parents.

The second one is a question of personal ability. I certainly don’t mean to question your ability, but it is extremely unlikely to succeed at zero cost without a guide.”

Perhaps considering that he was an outsider, the old lady used a persuasive tone instead of the dog-training tone she used when educating others just now.

Su Chengyi seemed to be listening quietly and humbly, but in fact, nothing he said went in one ear and out the other, and not a single punctuation mark entered his mind.

The other people around were obviously used to this kind of "teaching from the elders" and they all listened attentively, as if they had learned a lot from it.

But Su Chengyi could clearly see that everyone's pupils were dilated, and most of them were thinking about what to eat for supper.

Only Chu Qingmian still had the same serious expression as before, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Su Chengyi was looking at the shadow of her eyelashes cast by the chandelier, and was lost in thought when the old lady seemed to have finally finished her speech about cleavage.

Just when everyone was about to take a breath, Grandpa Chu Qingmian next to her took over the conversation tacitly.

"What do Xiao Su's parents do?"

"My parents divorced a few years ago. My mother is now a full-time housewife, and my father is probably currently doing a wine-related business."

Su Chengyi answered frankly.

They must have known this information in advance, but they insisted on asking it in public now. I don't know if they wanted to embarrass him or what.

No matter which one, it would obviously not go as he wished, because Su Chengyi didn't think that his parents' divorce was a difficult topic to talk about.

"That's it."

Seeing his frank answer, the white-haired old man with a neatly trimmed beard nodded, as if it was really just a casual question.

“Do you still have much contact with your parents now?”

"I'm currently studying in Beijing, and I'm basically busy with studio work during the holidays, so I rarely have time to get together with them. However, we still keep in touch over the phone, so our relationship can barely be considered close."

Su Chengyi continued to answer.

Sure enough, no matter what the topic is, as long as it is covered with the shell of "chatting about family matters", its relatively deliberate nature can be concealed.

Even if this is a topic that others may find offensive, you can easily get away with it by saying something like "We just wanted to chat a little more to get to know each other better."

"If you have the chance, you can invite your parents to come over to your house for a simple meal or something. After all, if you and Mianmian really plan to get married in the future, the necessary etiquette should be in place."

Chu Qingmian’s grandfather said so.

"Okay, if you don't mind being bothersome, I'll mention it to them when I have a chance."

Su Chengyi thought about it and answered like this.

I thought we had almost finished talking about him, but I didn't expect that the next person to speak was Wei Pelan.

"Gu Qiu, Ming Qian, come back and sit down. What are you standing there for?"

She said this as if it was a matter of course, as if she had just realized that the two of them had been standing there like two shaky matchsticks for a long time. "Dad, Mom, Mianmian is still young and doesn't understand many things yet. Try to talk less about topics like marriage in the future."

Wei Peilan walked to an empty seat nearby and sat down, then slowly spoke:

"When young people are in love, their hormones are running high and they can say anything. But when they really get to the age of marriage, they realize how much they have to consider."

"I thought I had explained the matter to you clearly, mother."

Chu Qingmian raised his eyes and said with a smile.

Su Chengyi's fingers holding the teacup stiffened slightly, realizing that the turn of the topic was not right.

"I thought I had made my attitude clear enough."

Weipelan said this in a robotic tone.

"You can maintain your attitude, but you should know that my thoughts will not change at all."

Chu Qingmian had a faint smile on her lips, and spoke in a gentle tone as if she was acting coquettishly to an elder, but the persistence in her words was unquestionable.

"Alright, alright! How come mother and daughter become so hostile over a conversation?"

The old lady, who had not spoken for a long time, finally got the chance. She covered her mouth, coughed twice, and held down Chu Qingmian's fingers.

"Mianmian, you too, how dare you talk back to your mother? How many times did I teach you the rules when you were little, and you forgot them again? Do you want to go into the meditation room and reflect on your mistakes again?"

The old lady's tone when she said this was as kind and amiable as a benevolent elder comforting a disobedient younger generation, but Su Chengyi always felt that she was serious even with the punctuation marks.

"Hey, of course not."

Chu Qingmian smiled jokingly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Wait a moment, I'll give you some tea."

She then stood up, unnoticeably pulled back the old lady's hand, and walked to the coffee table with the cup in hand.

Butler Han, who was standing far away, wanted to come forward to help, but was stopped by her with a gentle look.

The teapot on the table was placed on a heating coaster to keep it warm. When Chu Qingmian poured the tea, he carefully wrapped the handle of the pot with a towel beside him.

The tea fell steadily into the porcelain cup, and the aroma of bitter tea wafted around.

Su Chengyi looked at her familiar movements and an idea came to his mind.

Meditation room, facing the wall and reflecting on one's mistakes, this is probably one of the punishments Miss Chu often receives.

It didn't sound that serious, but with the help of these elders, Su Chengyi could roughly guess that the actual situation must be much more serious than he imagined.

"I heard that Xiao Su plays the erhu very well."

At this time, Grandpa Chu Qingmian, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"I barely understand the basics."

Su Chengyi nodded slightly and replied.

Unlike the old couple in the Wei family, Su Chengyi was a little unsure whether Chu Qingmian's grandparents' attitude towards him was good or bad. His grandparents' attitude towards him was definitely bad, which was much easier to solve.

"Hey, don't be modest, young man!"

Grandpa Chu Qingmian stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"I was the one who took her to the musical instrument competition when you and Mianmian first met. You played the song "Autumn Moon over the Han Palace" really well, so it's understandable that you beat Mianmian's song "Bell".

After she came home in second place, she was supposed to be punished, but I vouched for her, saying that her opponent was really too strong, so the girl escaped."

He said with a smile.

Although the tone was clearly joking, the smile on Su Chengyi's face faded a little.

It seems that this kind of punishment mechanism is a kind of custom recognized by both the Chu family and the Wei family. Common phenomena such as "grandparents' affection" do not exist in this family.

Poor Miss Chu when she was a cub. She didn’t even have someone who could protect her from being punished at a time like this.

Su Chengyi received a relatively strict education when he was a child, but when he was really about to be punished, there would always be another party who would stand by him unconditionally and protect him.

When Su Zelang occasionally got drunk and started yelling at Su Chengyi, Yang Liu would rush over to comfort him while scolding Su Zelang for taking his anger out on the child;

When Yang Liu was angry, Su Zelang would also take some indirect methods to attract his fire, such as making a bigger mess to divert Yang Liu's anger.

When Su Chengyi was punished to do housework such as mopping the floor and washing dishes, Su Zelang would sneak over, grinning and making him happy while doing the work for him.

Thinking of this, Su Chengyi lowered his eyes, his thoughts in turmoil.

"Now that we've come to this, Xiao Su, can you perform for us? Let's play the one, Autumn Moon over the Han Palace!"

Only after hearing these words did Su Chengyi raise his head.

The people around were obviously quite interested in this proposal. After all, between enjoying artistic performances and listening to the sermons of the older generation, even a fool would know what to choose.

"Come one! Come one!"

The booing soon began to rise one after another.

Butler Han, who was standing far away, took the erhu handed to him by the servant, his face not looking very good.

It is very rude to ask guests to perform. In the past, they would never make such a request to invited guests.

However, it happened to be today, and the other party happened to be Su Chengyi.

Butler Han sighed. The high-quality erhu in his hand was just delivered to the Chu family yesterday. They had already prepared for this step.

Su Chengyi gently put down the teacup in his hand. He certainly knew that such a request was actually a bit offensive, but it could be completely explained by "thinking too much".

Of course, he could choose to refuse, but the atmosphere here would drop back to freezing point again.

The people who were making a fuss didn't have any ill intentions. To them, this was just like the chess game or writing, just a different activity.

Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and sighed imperceptibly.

However, if my grandfather were still alive, he would definitely fly into a rage and would even overturn the coffee table.

"what!"

At this moment, Su Chengyi's knee was suddenly hit by someone, and then he felt hot liquid splashed on his body, and the crisp sound of porcelain breaking was heard next to him.

Before he could react, he met Chu Qingmian's worried eyes.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted and didn't pay attention to the road. Did you get burned anywhere?"

Su Chengyi lowered his head and saw the shattered pieces of the teacup beside him, and realized what had happened.

After Chu Qingmian poured tea for the old lady and was walking back, he accidentally tripped over the edge of the tea table, the tea in his hand spilled out, and the teacup accidentally slipped out of his hand and broke.

It seems to be very reasonable, just a small mistake.

But would Chu Qingmian really make such a mistake at this time?

Su Chengyi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her again.

The latter's pupils were as clear and transparent as ever. Noticing his gaze, she narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)