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Chapter 62: I wish you all the best in the future.

Chapter 62

The redness on Su Mingran's cheeks spread to the tips of his ears. He huddled in the passenger seat, not daring to look up at anyone.

Yang Lingxuan pinched his earlobe and asked, "Don't you like it?"

It was unclear whether he was asking if he didn't like kissing him, or if he didn't like something else.

Su Mingran turned his face away and didn't look at Yang Lingxuan. His heart was beating so fast, as if there was a loud drum in his arms, "boom, boom, boom", beating non-stop.

Yang Lingxuan touched his face with his palm and deliberately said, "Since you don't like it, then I..."

Su Mingran took Yang Lingxuan's hand and said very quietly, "I like it."

Yang Lingxuan chuckled, his breath sprinkled on Su Mingran's face, his forehead against Su Mingran's, "What?"

Su Mingran wanted to avoid it, but the temperature of his whole face was too high, and his heart kept "booming" and was about to jump out of his chest and jump into Yang Lingxuan's arms.

Worried that Yang Lingxuan might misunderstand, Su Mingran hesitated for a while and said in a slightly louder voice than before, "I like it."

Before he closed his open mouth, the kiss fell again.

Closely and closely, depicting.

No longer tactful, more direct.

Su Mingran couldn't help but grab the collar in front of Yang Lingxuan, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, his whole body in Yang Lingxuan's hands, his breathing became weak.

Yang Lingxuan let go of him, wiped the water stains on the corners of Su Mingran's lips, and said, "Since you like this car, use this car in the future."

Su Mingran had not yet recovered from the kiss just now. By the time he reacted, Yang Lingxuan had already driven the car to the second intersection.

He stared at Yang Lingxuan in the driver's seat. The

"like" that Yang Lingxuan said just now was asking him if he liked this car, and there was no other meaning.

Su Mingran misunderstood.

"Do whatever you want to do. Don't worry. It doesn't matter if you don't do well. I'm here for you."

Yang Lingxuan stopped the car at the red light and rubbed Su Mingran's hair with his big hand. "If you don't have enough people, ask Gaosheng. Gaosheng will arrange for people. If you don't have enough money, take this card."

Su Mingran took the card handed over by Yang Lingxuan. The card was all black with a string of words printed with hot stamping technology. Su Mingran distinguished many words and didn't understand what they meant. He simply put it in his pocket and left it alone.

But he probably won't use it.

This place is very close to the house where they live. Yang Lingxuan didn't drive for long before sending Su Mingran back.

He stopped the car, unbuckled Su Mingran's seat belt, took the person in the passenger seat into his arms, and kissed him again.

The kiss was turbulent and passionate.

When he let go, Su Mingran's lips were kissed white.

"I may be very busy during this period," Yang Lingxuan pressed his lips against his and added, "So think of me."

Su Mingran blushed and went back to their residence alone.

Shi Butler looked at Su Mingran at the gate, smiling, "Mr. Su, the meal is ready, do you want to go over and eat now?"

Su Mingran touched his cheek with a slightly cool hand, trying to relieve the heat, "Eat now."

"Okay." Shi Butler helped Su Mingran take off the backpack in his hand and said, "Today's dishes are salty. You said before that you wanted to eat something spicy, so I asked them to put more chili. I was also thinking about preparing some desserts to relieve it, but now it seems that it is not necessary."

Shi Butler was teasing that the scene he just saw was sweet enough and there was no need to use other desserts to increase the sweetness.

Su Mingran understood, and he quickly went into the living room to avoid Shi Butler's teasing.

After dinner, Su Mingran went into the study with a pile of books and flipped through them.

He wanted to cooperate with Su Ci, understand the operation of the entire industry and improve his abilities.

Su Mingran wanted to try to help Su Ci restore the Su family's company to its former appearance, but there were conditions.

Su Ci would help Yang Lingxuan unconditionally at all times.

He talked with Su Ci for an afternoon, but the interests involved between the two people were not settled.

Su Ci was impressed by the ability of Yang Lingxuan behind Su Mingran, but Su Mingran made it clear that he was the only one and Yang Lingxuan would not intervene. Su Ci did not trust Su Mingran's ability.

And Su Mingran also knew that he had no experience in managing a company, and it was quite difficult to help the Su family's company recover in the shortest time.

But no matter how difficult it was, he would try his best.

Su Mingran sat in front of the computer desk and checked the financial situation of the company that Su Ci had given him in the past few months.

Although Su Ci did not trust Su Mingran, he still gave Su Mingran the core information of the company. First, he wanted to see where Su Mingran's ability was, and second, Su Mingran had some trust in it after all because his surname was Su.

Su Mingran took over these things, but he was not at a loss like others.

Su Mingran had been exposed to the financial situation of the company from Su Mo.

At that time, Su Mo had just taken over the company and often stayed up late at night to analyze the company's financial situation bit by bit.

Su Mingran was hiding behind the door and peeking. He didn't know anything at that time, and just wanted to share some of the burden for his brother, so he found some content from Su Mo's discarded manuscripts and learned it bit by bit.

He was still a student at that time, so how could he understand these things? He went to the big library to borrow books and forced himself to learn bit by bit.

Later, after entering university, he learned more specific things.

I thought that after he learned piano from the professor, all these things would be useless, but I didn't expect that I could pick them up again and continue to learn.

Su Mingran supported his head with both hands. He learned these things earlier than ordinary people, but he still didn't understand them very well. He didn't analyze the company thoroughly enough for a while, and couldn't prescribe the right medicine.

After a few days, Su Mingran checked a lot of information and understood it almost with the help of Gaosheng. The

Su family's company was still doing some of the business when Su Mo was there, that is, supporting some artists and Internet celebrities to participate in the announcement in the circle.

Su Ci just took over and didn't understand the business very well, and the appearance of the artists he recruited did not meet the current public aesthetics.

The internet celebrities on the market now all have fair skin, are thin, have small faces, and uniform oval faces.

Most of the artists selected by Su Ci have outdated aesthetics, with well-proportioned and plump bodies, and faces that are not uniform oval faces. They pay more attention to the volume of facial features and have their own characteristics.

Such artists will appear a little bulky in front of the camera, and Su Ci has not accumulated some connections in the circle, so no one pays attention to them.

In addition, the company has a serious loss of internal personnel, and Su Ci's way of promoting artists has some problems, so the company can only barely maintain a balance between income and expenditure.

According to the current development, the company will only decline more and more.

Su Mingran went to Su's company again to find Su Ci, and the two almost quarreled in the office.

Su Ci felt that Su Mingran was young and inexperienced, and was not satisfied with the plan provided to him, and did not have enough ability to convince him. He also wanted to take over the company and felt that Su Mingran was just playing house.

Su Mingran tried hard to persuade Su Ci, and even asked someone from Yang Lingxuan to help persuade him, but he still failed to dispel Su Ci's concerns. He even thought that Su Mingran wanted to negotiate a takeover and drive him out of the company.

The two argued endlessly, and Su Mingran couldn't persuade Su Ci, so he had to sit on the sofa and pour himself a glass of water to rest.

Su Ci pressed his forehead and said in a bad mood: "Isn't your boss Yang very powerful? Why do you need to start another company to help him?"

"Besides, even if you help me and restore the company to its original state, how can you help your boss Yang?"

Su Mingran thought about this problem. He really didn't have much social experience and was still a college student. If Yang Lingxuan's company really declined, he would have no backstage to help Yang Lingxuan, and no certain source of funds. He could only stand aside and do nothing.

But if he had a company behind him, the situation would be different. As the

Su family company grew stronger, he could also get a certain say in it and could be relied on by Yang Lingxuan.

At that time, he could tell Yang Lingxuan that he didn't need Yang Lingxuan to support him. He could support Yang Lingxuan and he would no longer be a burden to Yang Lingxuan.

"Uncle Su, I have my own plan. You just need to take a look at the plan I wrote."

Su Mingran handed Su Ci three marketing plans for adjusting artists, and all aspects were thought out.

Of course, these have been shown to Gao Sheng and Yang Lingxuan's secretaries, and have been revised one by one. They can be regarded as a plan that can currently generate profits for the company.

But Su Ci still doesn't trust Su Mingran. He sighed and thought it would be great if Su Mo was here.

The two were deadlocked and nothing was accomplished.

Su Renhua, who was waiting downstairs, learned something from the statements of other colleagues and thought about doing something to help.

After Su Renhua came out of the hospital, he looked much older, his back could not stand up, and the problem with his feet seemed to be more serious.

The doctor warned him that there was something wrong with his body and he needed to see a doctor in time, but Su Renhua had no money and still owed a lot of debts.

The debt collectors blocked his door and beat him up every day to force him to pay back the money.

Yan Qian has fled to a friend's house for a short stay, and Su Mo hasn't been home for a long time, and no one knows where he has gone.

Every day Su Renhua has to be beaten before he can go to work, and every day he lives a life worse than death.

He knew that Su Mingran wanted to help Su Ci, and also roughly knew why Su Mingran wanted to help, so he was anxious to come up with ideas for Su Mingran.

Su Renhua, with his dull brain, could come up with any good ideas. Su Renhua returned to the small room he rented, thought for several nights, and went out to look for Su Mo.

His brother had listened to their father from the beginning. His father thought Su Mo was very reliable, so Su Ci trusted Su Mo even more.

When some of Su Ci's children filled out their college applications, Su Mo personally checked them.

Before, Su Mo was kicked out of the Su family company, and Su Ci even begged Su Mo for mercy.

Now the only one who could persuade Su Ci was Su Mo, but Su Mo didn't know where he went and couldn't be found.

Su Renhua leaned on a cane and asked about Su Mo's whereabouts everywhere, calling Su Mo every day.

On the fifth day of Su Renhua's search for Su Mo, the call was finally answered by Su Mo.

When Su Renhua was about to tell Su Mo that Su Mingran might need his help, Su Mo interrupted him.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

"Yes, Ming Ran--"

"I bought you a plane ticket. It won't take long for you to come."

Su Renhua felt puzzled, but he still asked Su Ci for a few days off and got on the plane.

He didn't bring much luggage, because no one was taking care of him, it was inconvenient to take a shower and dress, and there was always some smell on his body. When he got on the plane, many people didn't want to get close to him.

Even though he was disliked, Su Renhua still gritted his teeth and took the plane.

The plane flew for three hours and landed. Su Renhua got off the plane with a cane.

There were also older people around him, who were taken care of by their children throughout the journey and helped them get off the plane, but he was alone.

Su Renhua was a little envious.

After leaving the airport, Su Mo was waiting for him at the main entrance of the airport.

Su Renhua walked up quickly, rubbed his face and said, "Amo, what happened? Why are you so anxious to let me come?"

Su Mo was a little tanned and a little haggard.

He glanced at Su Renhua and said nothing, just let him get in the car.

Su Renhua had a bad leg and it was difficult for him to get into the car, but Su Mo ignored him completely.

The car drove for a long time, and Su Renhua had a lot to ask Su Mo. He wanted to ask Su Mo who the car belonged to, whether it was bought or borrowed, and whether Su Mo had been affected by debt collection. He also wanted to ask how Su Minmin was doing recently. But

Su Renhua didn't speak, he didn't have the face to speak.

The older he got, the more things Su Renhua lost.

It seemed that since Su Mingran's accident, he had been losing things, losing his status, losing his company, losing his property, and losing his family.

It was also because of his old age and poor health that he wanted to reunite with his family more and more.

The two didn't talk much along the way, and the car drove more and more remote, so remote that Su Renhua was a little scared.

He had done something excessive to Su Mo before, and he was afraid that Su Mo would drag him to a place and solve it on the spot.

Two hours later, Su Mo took him to a place where a county and a rural area intersected.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Su Mo got out of the car, and also signaled Su Renhua to get out of the car.

Su Renhua opened the car door, got out of the passenger seat with difficulty, and followed Su Mo forward in a panic.

The ground under his feet changed from a flat cement road to a muddy road.

Su Renhua had never walked on a muddy road before. He was born into a wealthy family, and wherever he went, he was in a prosperous city. He had never seen low houses or places surrounded by weeds.

"Amo, where are you taking me?"

Su Renhua walked in the mud, his shoes were dirty with mud, and the road became more and more difficult to walk. His legs were not good, and he did not dare to ask Su Mo in front of him to stop and wait for him.

Finally, after walking for nearly fifty minutes, Su Renhua was covered in sweat, and he arrived at a house made of red bricks.

Su Mo took the key, pulled the locked chain, pushed open the door, and the dust in the house came out instantly.

He finally turned around and said to Su Renhua, "Let's stay here for a few days, and I'll take you back."

Su Renhua coughed violently because of the dust. He leaned forward and asked, "Where is this?"

Su Mo whispered, "This room is where Su Mingran lived when he was abducted."

Su Renhua stopped coughing, but still kept his head down. It took a while for him to look around.

This house is very old. Everything is covered with a layer of dust, and there are things on the wall that are scary.

There are two bedrooms in this room, one with slightly brighter light and the other with darker light.

There are chains hanging on the walls next to the two bedrooms, which should be used to lock people. There are blood marks on the walls.

"I heard from people nearby that this area was very chaotic back then, and there were often child abductors. The people who lived in this room were very impressed. There were many children here."

After so many years, the people and things around would generally change, but this place was so poor that it didn't change much from the original appearance.

The people are still the same as before.

Su Mo came here a month earlier than Su Renhua. He searched many places and asked many people before he found this place. He wanted to see how hard his brother's life was.

He had been to this house yesterday, and he was shocked from the moment he opened the door.

This small house was once home to two adults and a dozen children.

The two bedrooms were very small. One room was only big enough to fit a small bed in front of it, and it couldn't accommodate anything else. The other room was even smaller, and it was probably not even big enough to fit a small bed.

The small room was used by the traffickers to keep the children, and they ate, drank, defecated, and urinated in it.

Su Mingran lived in such a house for many years.

The neighbors nearby told him that the tall man often beat the children during the day and at night, and the children couldn't shout or stop.

"I still remember that there was a child who couldn't speak, and later I found out that he was pretending not to speak. The child was brought in from the beginning, and his body was covered with wounds. The woman inside was very protective of him, otherwise, he would have died long ago."

Su Mo's heart sank, and he couldn't help sobbing. He didn't dare to ask further.

Sometimes he always wondered why he didn't wake up earlier and should have treated Su Mingran well when he returned home.

But regret is useless.

Su Mo said to Su Renhua: "I don't mean anything else. I just want you to have a taste of the suffering that Ming Ran suffered back then, although this little bit of suffering is nothing at all."

"Of course, if you refuse, I won't allow it."

Su Renhua listened to the words, was stunned for a moment, and nodded slowly.

Su Mo continued: "It won't take long this time. After we go back, let's not contact each other again."

Su Renhua opened his mouth to speak, and slowly closed it.

He had no right to say anything flattering, everything was what he deserved.

"I'll go out to buy some food and clothing, you clean up the house here, we'll sleep here tonight."

When Su Mo came back, he was holding a bag of things and a bundle of firewood.

The two men were not very good at cleaning, and they barely cleaned it up. It was getting dark, and it was time to cook. The two men stared at the stove in front of them again.

Su Mo studied it for a while, washed the pot, and asked Su Renhua to light the fire.

The neighbors around him all used firewood. Su Mo asked many places and found that there was no gas cylinder for sale, saying that he was going to the county town.

It was a long trip to the county town, so Su Mo thought about giving up.

Su Renhua was holding a bundle of firewood and stuffing it in. He had never done this before, so he was in a mess and couldn't get it done after working for a long time.

Su Mo almost cut off his hand while cutting vegetables. After

working for several hours, the meal was not ready, so Su Mo took Su Renhua to a nearby neighbor's house for a meal.

The neighbor was familiar with Su Mo and was very enthusiastic. He invited them into the house to eat together.

At the dinner table, the neighbor boasted to them, "You are all the family of the kid next door, right? Alas, we wanted to help at the beginning, but you came here and saw that the higher-ups wouldn't care. This place is remote and it's hard to manage, and it's not their family that's like this."

"The kid should be in his twenties now, right? Is he married? There's no trauma left, right?"

"You old woman are too worried. The kid must have been raised well. When something like this happened, they must have held him in their hands and comforted him."

"Yeah, it's my fault for being nosy."

The woman who was talking was a woman in her fifties. She was hospitable and talkative, which made Su Mo and Su Renhua feel ashamed.

"You are the kid's father, right? What's wrong with your leg?"

Su Renhua shook his head and said little.

The woman sighed, "You came here because of the child named A Ran, right? The child is really obedient and well-behaved. I begged the beast to sell him to me. I spent money to save him, but the beast refused."

"The child usually hides and cries alone. I know at a glance that he is homesick, missing his parents, brothers and sisters. They are all children from good families, but they live like this."

Su Renhua lowered his head very low, with food in his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it.

"There was also a woman named Ling. I saw that the children called her Sister Ling. At that time, the police rescued her and said they were going to find your child. Did they find it? I never saw her again."

The woman said a lot, always talking about Su Mingran and Sister Ling. Su Mo listened very carefully.

On the way back, Su Renhua pulled Su Mo's clothes and asked, "Who is the Sister Ling she mentioned? I, I want to thank her."

Su Mo's eyes were cold and he pulled back his clothes. "She died. One winter, she found her home and you stopped her outside. She was frozen to death."

Su Renhua staggered twice and barely stood firm.

Su Mo continued, "I went to look for her family outside, but still couldn't find her. Her things were stored in the funeral home. I asked before, and someone claimed them. It should be Mingran."

Su Renhua was speechless for a long time. Su Mo didn't have the patience to wait for him and went straight into the house.

Su Renhua just sat in the corner outside the house for the whole night.

Su Renhua stayed with Su Mo for a week. The two of them didn't talk much during that time. Su Mo always took Su Renhua around the neighborhood and listened to Su Mingran's past.

A week later, Su Mo had to go back. He had other things to do.

Before buying a plane ticket, Su Renhua stretched out his wrinkled hand and held Su Mo, "Don't buy my ticket."

Su Mo was puzzled: "If you don't buy a plane ticket, how can you go back?"

Su Renhua looked at the small house, "I'll live here in the future."

These days, Su Renhua heard too much about Su Mingran's past. He heard people say that he was beaten every day, and was driven to the street to beg before dawn. Every time he came back, he had injuries on his body. If he didn't force himself to go home in one breath, he wouldn't be able to hold on.

The more he heard, the more guilty Su Renhua felt. He was afraid to go back.

After returning, he would have to face the bustling city, but he was just a servant and could never return to his peak. He would also have to face those people's debts. He would not be able to face Su Mingran and other relatives.

Instead of living that kind of life after returning, it is better to wait for death here quietly.

"Have you thought it through? Life here is not easy either."

Su Renhua looked at the blue sky and let go of Su Mo's hand. "I have thought it through. I can't live anywhere. I might as well stay here and pay you back a little bit."

Su Mo pulled the corner of his mouth, "You owe me, my sister, and my brother, and you will never pay them back."

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and Su Renhua was blown into a cold sweat.

He has had a cold recently and it hasn't gotten better. He supported himself with a cane and said tremblingly: "When you go back, can you buy me a Guanyin and some Buddhist scriptures? I want to recite them for you and wish you all the best in the future."