Chapter 674 - 666: Threat

"Su Qing, someone’s here for you."

Su Qing had just started class after returning to her room when someone called for her again from the doorway.

People had been coming to see Su Qing frequently lately, so everyone was used to it. Su Qing, however, was a little puzzled. She thought Su Shengguo and his wife might have come back for something, so she quickly stepped out of the classroom.

But when she saw who it was, Su Qing couldn’t help but frown slightly. She didn’t seem to recognize the two people standing before her.

"Who are you?" Su Qing asked, sizing them up.

"Su Qing, it’s us! Me and my dad! Don’t you recognize us?" Su Lihui said quickly, wiping his face.

Su Qing hadn’t seen the father and son in over a year. Su Lihui looked different from before, so she hadn’t recognized him at first. But after a closer look, she recognized Su Shengli and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. "Su Shengli? Su Lihui?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Su Lihui’s eyes lit up. He took a step forward and grinned at Su Qing. "Su Qing, it’s me and my dad. I’m surprised you still recognize us."

"What are you two doing in Beijing?" Su Qing naturally had no goodwill for this father and son. Back when the original owner of her body was being abused in the old family house, these two had played a significant part. While Su Qing could tolerate some contact with Su Shengguo’s family, she loathed Su Lihui and Su Shengli from the bottom of her heart. The mere sight of them made her want to give them a good thrashing.

"Su Qing, what kind of thing is that to say? My dad is your third uncle, and I’m your cousin. You’re in Beijing, so why can’t we come too? We came looking for you, heh heh." Su Lihui gave a scoundrel’s laugh, a glint in his eyes as he sized up Su Qing’s clothes. ’How much money should I ask her for later?’ he wondered.

Hearing this, Su Qing narrowed her eyes and took in their filthy attire. It was obvious the father and son were not doing well in Beijing. They were disheveled and grimy. As she had approached, she’d caught a sour, stinking odor wafting from them from a distance. They clearly hadn’t bathed in days.

Su Shengguo and his wife hadn’t told Su Qing about Old Mrs. Su. They knew that even if Su Qing found out, she wouldn’t have any reaction—she might even be happy that the old woman was dead. Therefore, Su Qing was still unaware of Old Mrs. Su’s passing, let alone the cause of her death.

Su Qing was still a bit puzzled. Su Shengli and Su Lihui were the apples of Old Mrs. Su’s eye. If they were coming to Beijing, there was no way Old Mrs. Su would have let them leave short on cash. As the saying goes, "scrimp at home to be generous on the road." No matter what, Old Mrs. Su would never let them be broke. Even if they ran out of money in Beijing, they could probably just call her, and she would have someone wire them more.

However, judging by the current situation, that clearly wasn’t the case. This father and son had obviously been wandering the streets of Beijing for quite some time.

"I have nothing to do with you. Go back where you came from. Get lost." If she weren’t on campus and in public, Su Qing’s hands would be itching to beat them up.

Hearing Su Qing’s words, Su Lihui’s brow furrowed. "Su Qing, we’re relatives, after all. You can’t play favorites. You treat Big Uncle and his wife much better than you treat me and my dad."

Su Lihui was clearly not satisfied with Su Qing’s attitude.

Just then, Su Shengli, who had been silent, also spoke up. "Erya, I know you hold a grudge against the Old Su Family and feel we wronged you in the past. But you know that was all your grandma’s doing. As your third uncle, I’m her son, after all. In many situations, it wasn’t my place to criticize her. But I never abused you."

Su Shengli’s words made Su Qing scoff. This Su Shengli was cut from the same cloth as Mr. Su. On the surface, they never did anything to the original owner of her body, but they condoned the abuse and bullying inflicted by their wives and children. They happily hid in the background, reaping the benefits without getting their hands dirty. Such people were even worse and more contemptible.

"Su Shengli, you know damn well what you did. Stop playing innocent and get lost. Otherwise, don’t blame me for what happens next," Su Qing said coldly.

Su Shengli frowned. "Erya, I’m your third uncle, after all. Isn’t it a bit improper for you to call me by my full name like that?"

Su Shengli was growing agitated. He was sick and tired of the miserable life he’d been leading in Beijing these past few days and didn’t want to endure it any longer. But as for Lihua Village... forget the fact that he and his son didn’t have travel permits and couldn’t afford tickets back, he wouldn’t dare return even if they did. The travel permits they’d used to come to Beijing were two blank ones they had found among Old Mrs. Su’s belongings. So now, his only hope was to get some money off of Su Qing to spend.