Chapter 1870: Yes, I Know

Xu Shu did not shy away; he stood before Madam Xu, his posture still upright, but inside he felt an indescribable unease. His thin lips pressed slightly, losing some of their color, yet his tone remained as gentle as ever: “Yes, I know, Tingting is the younger sister.”

Madam Xu let out a sigh of relief, “It’s late, get some rest early.”

She raised her hand, seemingly wanting to pat his shoulder, but eventually did not. She cast a gentle glance at him and turned to go upstairs.

Xu Shu stood there for a long time, long enough that a car drove in. He blinked, and his expression gradually warmed.

Xu Qingbo had returned. He hung the car keys by the door, changed his shoes, and came in, just in time to see Xu Shu coming down the stairs. “Hey, Big Brother, you’re here.”

Xu Shu had already let down his sleeves, and the cufflinks were buttoned neatly and properly. He smiled warmly and said, “Why are you back so late?”

“The other party was a bit tricky, deliberately evading me. I had to clinch this deal today. After all, I am young, so I let him play around. He wanted to get a couple more points, but I didn’t budge. He couldn’t do anything about it and ended up signing the contract after a night’s hassle.”

Xu Qingbo always spoke openly with him about business matters.

In his earlier years, he was brash and thought too simply, got caught up in affairs and felt exhausted, even drunkenly blamed Xu Shu for completely letting him alone in the hot pot to struggle.

That night, he vomited all over himself, and Xu Shu cleaned up after him, taking care of him for half the night.

The next day, Xu Qingbo woke up, recalling bits of the nonsense he had said, and hurried to apologize to Xu Shu. Since then, he never brought up the idea of Xu Shu joining the company again.

“Social engagements are important, but you should take care of yourself. There’s hangover soup brewing in the kitchen, I’ll go serve you a bowl.”

Xu Qingbo quickly stepped ahead, “I’ll do it, I didn’t drink much, the assistant blocked it.”

He served himself a bowl and asked, “Big Brother, do you want to eat something for supper, beef noodles.”

Xu Shu tapped his finger on the dining table, “Sure.”

“Alright, just wait a moment.”

Xu Qingbo took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves high. He started cooking the noodles himself; the household had no servants left, but the ingredients were all ready.

Xu Shu also came in, washed a few stalks of celery, chopped them into fine pieces, and sprinkled them on two bowls of noodles.

Xu Qingbo was starving, scooping up a mouthful with his chopsticks and quickly eating half. The sound of slurping noodles even reached the living room.

Xu Shu ate a bit more gracefully than him, but still finished the last strand of noodles just two minutes later. Xu Qingbo poured two cups of hot water, handing one to him, “So, have you thought about moving back home, as we talked about this morning?”

Xu Shu elegantly wiped his mouth, folding the oily side inward, “No, living at the apartment is quite convenient for me; I get to sleep another half hour in the morning.”

“I knew you wouldn’t be swayed, forget it.”

Xu Qingbo half-reclined at the dining table, sipping a few times before putting the cup down, “You can come back often to stay, too.”

Xu Shu: “Hmm.”

Xu Qingbo glanced at the time, “I’m so tired, heading up to sleep now, leave the bowls here, Auntie will wash them tomorrow.”

“Alright, go shower and rest early.”

Xu Qingbo patted Xu Shu’s arm, then left, returning to take the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen sink before going upstairs.

Xu Shu remained in the dining room, holding his cup of water, dimmed the lights slightly, finished his cup, and collected Xu Qingbo’s cup into the kitchen, rolling up his sleeves to wash the dishes and cups clean and place them on the drying rack.