Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon

Chapter 819: Make It Discreet

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Zi was taken aback. This was the first time she had seen Su Bing cry so hard.

Instantly, she realized that her stern demeanor had frightened him. She softened her expression, reverting to the gentle motherly image she usually portrayed, and wiped away his tears.

“So, you understand that what you did was wrong,” she said. “I know you were angry at Zhou Hua for targeting your younger brother and wanted to teach her a lesson. But your method was too extreme. You’re only ten years old, and I don’t want you taking such big risks. Whatever you do, your safety comes first.”

Su Bing wiped his tears and nodded obediently, displaying a level of docility that would have shocked his young friends. “Mom, I’ll change,” he promised. “I won’t be so extreme in the future.”

Gu Zi nodded, patting his shoulder gently. Suddenly, she asked with concern, “Son, apart from those young boys, does anyone else know about this?”

Su Bing paused, then shook his head. Gu Zi let out a sigh of relief, her tone lightening. “That’s good. Actually, son, you handled this matter quite well. I’ve been annoyed with that Teacher Zhou for a while now. You did something I didn’t have the courage to do. But in the future, if you want to teach such villains a lesson, remember to tell me. We need to be more discreet. Look at you, all those boys saw what happened…

“The thing that upset me the most this time was your secrecy. It made me uneasy. You’re not allowed to hide things from me in the future, understand? As for beating up Zhou Hua, you don’t need to feel too guilty. She’s a disgrace to her profession. Giving her a beating is like giving her a spiritual makeover. It’s wrong to hit people, but in this case, I don’t have any objections.”

Gu Zi genuinely wanted to guide Su Bing to be a good person. But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that beating up someone like Zhou Hua didn’t make him a bad person. If she had been there, she might have even joined in. Even though she wanted to teach Su Bing right from wrong, she couldn’t be too hypocritical. Hypocritical education would only deceive the child.

Su Bing digested his mother’s words and said, “I understand. Mom, you mean I can hit the bad guys, as long as I do it discreetly!”

Gu Zi had been worried that she might have been too roundabout in her explanation, but it seemed the young boy had understood perfectly. She decided not to say more. She picked up the money on the table, counted it, and found it was exactly twenty-five and a half.

She put the money away, planning to save it for her eldest son’s future wedding.

Gu Zi smiled sweetly. “You go take care of your sister. I’ll go make lunch for you two.”

At lunchtime, in the school cafeteria, the seemingly forsaken second son of the Su family wore a despondent expression, unable to eat a bite.

Gao Ming, in an attempt to console him, said, “Didn’t Jiang Ping just tell you? After your elder brother finished his competition, he happened to run into Aunt Gu Zi, who took him away. He didn’t intentionally leave you behind. Competitions are mentally exhausting; he surely needed to rest.”

Gao Ming believed that the school had a rule allowing students who had participated in external competitions to voluntarily take half a day off in the afternoon. If one could rest, why would they choose to return to school?

Su Li’s face was flushed, his eyes moist, his nose hinting at recent tears. He was unreceptive to any explanation. “He still broke his promise. He clearly said that after the preliminary round, he would return with the school bus to watch my competition in the afternoon.”

Gao Ming, with patient reassurance, responded, “I will cheer for you loudly this afternoon. My competition will end before yours, and I will rush to the martial arts hall!”

However, Su Li remained dispirited. “Do you think I didn’t notice? Your competition ends only ten minutes before mine. Don’t bother rushing over.”

At this, Gao Ming was at a loss for words. Su Li was actually telling him not to come. His little heart was truly hurt. So, without Su Bing, Su Li’s affection would disappear…

Su Li was unhappy all afternoon. After his nap, he took his competition form and reported to the martial arts hall. He seemed to have lost his spirit, and even the lively atmosphere of the martial arts hall did nothing to lift his spirits.

At this time, Sun Wei, accompanied by two followers, approached him. Seeing Su Li in this state, Sun Wei was secretly delighted and loudly taunted, “Oh, didn’t you say your father trained you in martial arts at home? You’ve boasted too much, and now you’re going to be exposed. Look at how cowardly he is, scared before the competition even starts. He’ll probably wet his pants later!”

“Ha ha ha… Brother Sun, I think he’s just a waste. Look at his skinny arms and legs, and yet he dares to sign up for a martial arts competition like you. Su Li, you better pray to God for protection. You wouldn’t want to be drawn against our Brother Sun and end up begging for mercy on your knees. That would be too embarrassing.”