I pinched my waist and petted him, and I was made to cry by the ruffian Third Master.

The knock on the door sounded particularly clear in the silent night. Su Mian, who was sitting in a daze in the living room, was slightly shocked when he heard the knock on the door, and subconsciously looked up at the entrance.

Her heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably, and her fingers were unconsciously rubbing on the sofa.

Although she had already guessed in her heart that Shen Zhou had returned, she was very conflicted at the moment, wondering whether to let Shen Zhou in.

The knocks on the door continued, accompanied by Shen Zhou's familiar and intimate voice: "Mianmian baby, I'm back."

Hearing Shen Zhou's affectionate name, Su Mian clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms.

She was wondering what Shen Zhou thought of her.

Is it just a tool for him to vent his desires?

Ever since he learned that Zhang Qiwen was pregnant and could no longer satisfy his needs, he returned to her without hesitation.

The knocking on the door continued, as if urging Su Mian to make a decision.

Su Mian took a deep breath, she knew that she could no longer escape.

So she gritted her teeth, stood up resolutely, and walked towards the door with firm steps.

When she stood in front of the door, she stopped, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the door.

Looking at Shen Zhou who was already drunk and unconscious, Su Mian's eyes revealed a rather complicated look.

She tried her best to control her emotions and make herself look calm.

"Why are you here?" Su Mian asked softly.

Shen Zhou smiled foolishly and responded: "I said I would spend your birthday with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he staggered into the room.

After entering the room, he looked around the living room. When he saw the mess in the living room, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. Then he turned his head and looked at Su Mian who was standing behind him.

"Mianmian, I'm really sorry. I came back too late. Please don't be angry with me."

While speaking, Shen Zhou stretched out his hand and tried to hug Su Mian.

However, Su Mian took two steps back to the side, cleverly avoiding Shen Zhou's hug.

Shen Zhou's body instantly became a little stiff, and he stared at Su Mian with a look of grievance on his face.

Su Mian said calmly, "You are drunk, you should go back and rest early."

Shen Zhou looked at Su Mian blankly and asked doubtfully, "Where are we going back to?"

"Of course, go back to your own home." After saying that, he walked to the sofa and sat down.

Shen Zhou came over with a smile.

"Mianmian, this is my home. Wherever you are, that's where my home is."

Hearing this, Su Mian suddenly wanted to slap Shen Zhou to wake him up and then question him.

What do you think of her?

If you really want revenge, just come directly, there is no need to lie to her like this.

Shen Zhou looked at Su Mian without saying anything, thinking that she was angry, and leaned his head over to apologize.

"Mianmian, I'm really sorry that I'm late. It's because the old lady insisted on waiting until after 12 o'clock before coming, so I had to wait until she fell asleep and then rush back to find you. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Su Mian looked at him quietly, as if trying to find a flaw in his eyes, but there was none.

Shen Zhou hid himself so deeply that Su Mian could only see the doting and love in his eyes.

If Su Mian hadn't heard what Shen Minzhi said, she would have believed that Shen Zhou loved her and really wanted to live a good life with her.

Su Mian retracted his gaze and said calmly: "You are drunk, go back and rest early."

Shen Zhou didn't seem to notice Su Mian's coldness. He moved closer and rubbed Su Mian's neck gently for a few times. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom with unsteady steps.

Su Mian silently watched him walk into the bedroom without saying another word. She just sat quietly on the sofa in the living room.

Su Mian did not go into the bedroom to sleep the entire night, but chose to stay in the living room.

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into the living room, Su's father walked out from the small room next door.

He couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw Su Mian sitting in the living room.

"Mianmian, why did you get up so early today?"

Su Zhengmin asked doubtfully.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he continued to ask: "Did you stay in the living room all night last night?"

Su Mian's eyes were fixed on her father. When she confirmed that her father was safe and sound, the weight of relief in her heart finally fell.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a forced smile: "Dad, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Su Zhengmin shook his head gently: "I'm used to getting up at this time. I can't fall asleep in bed. Why don't I get up and make you breakfast? You can also take the opportunity to rest."

Obviously, Su Zhengmin didn't know that Shen Zhou had returned last night. She tried her best to control her emotions last night and didn't quarrel with Shen Zhou because she was worried that her father would hear it and affect him.

Losing his son was painful enough for Su Zhengmin, and how painful it must be for him to see his daughter being bullied like this.

Su Mian stood up slowly, with a smile on her face, and said to Su Zhengmin: "Dad, let's go out to eat. The ingredients prepared at home have been used up."

Su Zhengmin nodded in agreement: "Okay, then wait for me to go wash my face first."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the bathroom.

Su Mian stood quietly in the living room, watching her father standing in front of the mirror washing himself, she was still a little worried.

Su Zhengmin was in a very normal condition and didn't look sad at all, but that was why Su Mian was worried.

She would rather Su Zhengmin beat her and scold her, rather than acting like nothing happened like she is now.

The two packed up and walked out of the apartment. It was just past seven o'clock.

Su Mian took Su Zhengmin to a breakfast shop near the community, and they ordered two delicious breakfasts.

While waiting for breakfast to be served, Su Zhengmin broke the silence and asked, "Did Xiao Shen come back last night?"

Su Mian was slightly stunned, and then said, "Dad, I'm sorry for waking you up last night."

Su Zhengmin shook his head gently: "It didn't disturb me. When I went out in the morning, I saw a pair of leather shoes at the door, and I knew it was Xiao Shen who came."

Hearing this, Su Mian silently lowered his eyes and said nothing more.

Su Zhengmin sighed and continued, "Mianmian, listen to your father's advice this time and completely cut off your relationship with Xiao Shen."

When Su Mian heard this, her nose felt sore, but she still tried hard to control her emotions and not let the tears flow out. She just nodded in agreement.

Su Zhengmin felt bad seeing his daughter being so well-behaved and sensible. He paused and said, "After the court's verdict comes out, we can go back to our hometown together."

After hearing this, Su Mian raised her head in astonishment and looked straight at Su Zhengmin.

At this moment, she noticed that her father looked much older in just one night. It seemed that what happened to her brother was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

Su Mian moved his lips, but finally called out: "Dad..."

Su Zhengmin sighed deeply, and while slowly stirring the bowl of light white porridge in front of him with a spoon, he said softly: "People always return to their roots. Bury your brother next to your mother, so that they can be reunited in the afterlife."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Su Mian replied in a low voice.

Just as he finished speaking, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Su Mian glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Shen Zhou calling.

She frowned slightly, feeling a little resistant, but her father spoke at this time.

"Answer it." Father Su looked at his daughter, a complicated look in his eyes.

Su Mian bit her lip, then reluctantly picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Her voice was very soft, as if she didn't have much strength.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Shen Zhou's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mianmian, where are you now?"

Su Mian's expression remained indifferent, and she simply replied, "I'm having breakfast outside. What's the matter?"

When Shen Zhou heard Su Mian's cold tone, his heart tightened involuntarily.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm: "Mianmian, I'm really sorry about what happened last night... I didn't mean it. Can you give me a chance to explain it to you in person?"

This morning, when he slowly opened his eyes, he found himself lying quietly on the bed in that small apartment, and Su Mian was no longer beside him.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Yesterday was his birthday! Instantly, a strong sense of loss surged into his heart, as if everything was drained away.

He jumped up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom in a hurry.

The moment he stepped into the living room, the scene in front of him made Shen Zhou feel extremely annoyed.

The whole living room was in a mess, as if it had been swept through by a storm.

He stood there blankly, and everywhere he looked was debris and debris.

The birthday party scene, which should have been filled with a joyful atmosphere, was now desolate.

Shen Zhou's eyes were fixed on the garbage on the ground. He could even vaguely make out the words "Happy Birthday".

These words that once represented blessings and joy have now become sharp blades that pierce his heart.

He bent down, carefully picked up each item, and tried to stick them back on the wall, as if this could restore that beautiful moment.

However, the truth is cruel. No matter how you piece together the damaged things, they can never be restored to their original appearance.

Shen Zhou felt frustrated. He clenched his fists and smashed them hard against the wall.

The dull sound of impact echoed in the air, as if it was the painful cry from his heart.

He covered his cheeks with his hands, exhaled heavily, and tried to calm the waves in his heart.

Finally, he silently picked up the garbage on the ground one by one and walked towards the trash can with heavy steps.

Every step seemed so difficult, as if carrying the weight of the whole world.

Shen Zhou was ready to throw all the garbage into the trash can, but when he caught a glimpse of the cake in the trash can, he was unable to move as if he was under a spell.

That was the cake that Su Mian made for him personally. In fact, in recent times, Su Mian would stay at home and make cakes every day, and he knew all of this but had never pointed it out.

After all, he was also looking forward to tasting the cake carefully baked by Su Mian on his birthday, but things went against his wishes. What on earth did he do?

Shen Zhou couldn't help but feel regretful. He reached out and took the cake out of the trash can.

Although the cake was already beyond recognition and shape at this moment, he still carefully broke off a small piece and put it into his mouth.

Surprisingly, the cake tasted so good.

For some reason, an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart, and Shen Zhou felt his nose sour.

He sat down dejectedly beside the trash can, constantly grabbing cakes from the can and stuffing them into his mouth.