159 You Can Disinherit Me! (1/2)
Nie Chang winced. Su Yan's dad was calling him? Just how had that happened? Hadn't he slapped him the last time he saw him so that Su Yan had to be brought to the hospital?
Su Yan wasn't any less mystified. This really … was too unexpected. ”You … Why are you calling me?”
Su Yan's father sighed. ”Xiao Yan, I'm sorry, alright? I … overreacted the last time.”
”Oh.”
Su Yan didn't know what else to say and an awkward silence stretched between them. Well, there hadn't been much to talk about in the last few years since he moved out and now even that thing on the weekend had happened. It was probably to be expected.
Mister Su cleared his throat. ”So … Nie Chang is your boyfriend now?”
Su Yan's gaze flitted about. Was this some kind of trap? Well, even if it was, he didn't care what his father thought! He had such a good boyfriend he wouldn't let anyone malign him! Especially not his father! He didn't care about that guy at all.
”That's right! You can disinherit me if you've got a problem with that!”
Mister Su took a deep breath to scold his son for saying something like that but finally changed his mind when he crossed the predator-like gaze of his wife from the other end of the couch. Alright, if he dared to scold Su Yan now, he could probably pack up his things and only return next year at the very soonest. Or, well, maybe never. He couldn't risk that.
”Xiao Yan, don't be like that. I was just asking. So … Then what about that other man?”
”Hah? What other man?” Su Yan frowned. ”What are you even talking about? There's only Nie Chang, obviously!”
Mister Su's brow twitched. Couldn't that boy talk normally? Who had raised — He looked to his wife and stopped thinking about it. Never mind.
”I was talking about the one from the photo. Don't tell me you forgot about that already.”
”The one from …” Su Yan blinked before erupting. ”Don't even mention that bastard!”
”But you kissed —”
”I didn't kiss anyone besides my boyfriend! It was that bastard who attacked me! That's called harassment! Sexual assault! It's not my fault!”
”Alright, alright, I understand. Stop screaming already.” Your mother can hear you, dumbass! Do you want me to get thrown out again?!
”Hmph! Why were you even asking?!”
”I … I'm just trying to understand, alright?!”
”Hmph!”