RMM -Chapter 269 Going Back to Her Parents’ House with Her Son

While tidying her drawers today, Su Ruo found something.

Looking at the couple’s watches placed together, her eyes sparkled like sunlight dancing on leaves outside the window.

She had bought them such a long time ago but never given them away.

Su Ruo thought to herself: she had been busy all this time, and somehow completely forgot she had bought this pair of watches.

She chuckled softly, carefully picked up one of the watches, slipped it onto her wrist, and squinted to examine it. Not bad—not bad at all. Still as beautiful as the day she bought it.

“Well, since I bought it, I might as well wear it. Keeping it hidden isn’t really meaningful. The commander isn’t here, so I can’t give it to him anyway. And it’s not like I can’t wear it myself—such a beautiful watch would be a waste to leave unworn.”

After putting away Xi Yuechen’s men’s watch, Su Ruo was about to put the watches back when a purple little tin box in the corner of the drawer caught her eye.

Su Ruo furrowed her brows in curiosity. What’s this?

Curious, she opened the box—and her eyes widened in surprise and delight.

It turned out to be…

Su Ruo didn’t know what expression to wear. She carefully took the item out of the box, still moving with extreme caution, handling it as if it were precious.

Looking closely at what she held in her hand, one could finally understand why Su Ruo had suddenly looked so strange.

It was a bracelet. If it were just an ordinary bracelet, there wouldn’t be much to it. But this sparkling, simple bracelet was the one she had bought the night she and Xi Yuechen had gone to the night market.

In other words, it was the bracelet she had been tricked into buying.

That night, after realizing she had been conned, Su Ruo had felt both angry and embarrassed. The few dozen yuan didn’t matter; the problem was that it was the first time she had embarrassed herself in front of Xi Yuechen, and at a time when they barely knew each other.

Naturally, it became a sort of nightmare for her, and her feelings toward the “culprit”—this bracelet—were complicated.

As the “souvenir” from her first “date” with Xi Yuechen, the bracelet had extraordinary significance. Yet, as evidence of her embarrassment, it was impossible to face without discomfort.

Of course, that was just how she had felt that night. So she had put the bracelet away immediately after returning home and never worn it again. When she moved here, she somehow didn’t bring it with her.

Now, looking at the bracelet again, Su Ruo no longer felt the awkward embarrassment she had then. She could only smile at the memory.

After some time, looking at the bracelet, Su Ruo felt a wave of nostalgia. Back then, she and the commander had been formally polite with each other—still strangers, yet somehow forced together, even expected to act like a married couple. It had been awkward, but in the blink of an eye, her relationship with the commander had changed drastically. And now they had a precious son—how could one not feel moved?

Perhaps that night had been the turning point in her relationship with the commander.

Smiling to herself, Su Ruo thought, How foolish I was back then—ridiculously foolish.

After reminiscing, she carefully placed the bracelet back into its box and returned it to its place before closing the drawer.

“Hey, are you ready yet?”

At that moment, Su Heng’s voice came from outside. He had come to take Su Ruo back to her parents’ house. She hadn’t visited the military compound for quite some time, and both Zhang Huaqing and Su Feng had been missing her.

Well… mainly missing Xi Zi.

“Got it. Coming out now.”

Su Ruo called to him, stood up, and stuffed some clothes she had just taken out into a bag.

Actually, she didn’t really need to bring anything. There were plenty of her belongings—and Xi Zi’s—at the compound. But she preferred to take her own little personal items; once you get used to something, it’s hard to switch.

Downstairs, Su Ruo saw Xi Zi all bundled up, ready to go, being held snugly in Shen Liang’s arms.

“Mom, we haven’t even left yet, and you’re already thinking about your grandson?”

Su Ruo walked over to Shen Liang, teasing with a smile.

“Of course! If I don’t see my grandson, I feel uneasy. Being apart for so long, I really can’t bear it.”

Su Ruo smiled knowingly, expecting this reaction from her mother-in-law. Seeing how doting she was over Xi Zi usually, this was perfectly normal.

“Why don’t you come with me, Mom? You can chat with my mom, strengthen family ties, and take care of your grandson at the same time. Isn’t that great?”

Su Ruo said cheerfully, peeking at Xi Zi, who was bundled up like a little bundle of joy, her eyes sparkling.

“Go,” Shen Liang said with a playful scolding. “You’re so frivolous—how does that make sense?”

She handed Xi Zi to Su Ruo, still keeping her eyes on the little face.

“Aunt Shen, my sister isn’t not coming back. She’ll be here in a few days. Besides, if you really miss Xi Zi, just come over to see him. My mom was talking about you yesterday, saying it’s been ages since you two chatted.”

Su Heng, standing to the side, laughed and added: Shen Liang had always had a good relationship with Zhang Huaqing, so visiting wasn’t a big deal.

“All right, all right, I get it. Let’s go before the baby gets uncomfortable being so bundled up.”

Shen Liang urged them along. Yet as soon as Su Ruo held Xi Zi and left, she felt the house suddenly empty. With Xi Yuehui not around either, the large home felt increasingly lonely, though she kept her smile.

Well, in a couple of months, Ruo Ruo would be following the military regularly, and long absences from home would become the norm. These few days of difficulty would be nothing compared to that.

One has to learn to adapt. People age, and life goes on like this: children and grandchildren inevitably leave, nothing to be upset about.

Su Ruo, holding Xi Zi, didn’t notice the fleeting sadness on Shen Liang’s face, completely focused on her son.

Once Su Ruo and company arrived at the compound, Zhang Huaqing was already waiting at the gate, eyes anxiously scanning the distance. When she saw Su Heng’s car, a smile appeared on her face.

“Oh! Finally here! I’ve been waiting for my grandson! Come, let grandma hug you.”

As soon as the car stopped, Zhang Huaqing opened the door from outside. When Su Ruo stepped out, she eagerly took Xi Zi from her arms.

Su Ruo handed over Xi Zi to the smiling, doting Zhang Huaqing, her face dark with exasperation. The woman hadn’t even looked at her once.

With a grandson in hand, a daughter might as well be invisible.

“Mom, I’m standing right here—can’t you see me?” Su Ruo couldn’t help speaking.

“I see you,” Zhang Huaqing glanced up briefly, giving a perfunctory nod. “Do you want me to give you a welcome ceremony?”

Hearing the obvious disdain in Zhang Huaqing’s tone, Su Ruo was speechless. She should have known—Xi Zi was now the supreme being at home. Competing for attention with him? Impossible.

“Haha, sis, never thought this day would come for you!”

Su Heng laughed nearby, clearly reveling in his sister’s plight. Su Ruo had always been the family treasure. Everyone adored her—even the stern Su General at home treated his daughter kindly. Who had ever neglected her?

Not just family—friends and other families treated her with tenderness as well. Even the Xi family, her in-laws, treated her like one of their own from childhood.

Su Heng couldn’t understand why he, being with Su Ruo, received none of this love.

Compared to him, she only benefited from being a woman. Su Heng’s heart ached. Growing up, his father had never cared, and his mother, Zhang Huaqing, was quick to discipline him.

Look at his miserable life.

Zhang Huaqing’s indifferent attitude toward Su Ruo now—that kind of casual disregard had always been his fate. And now, it had shifted to Su Ruo! Truly a reversal of fortune.

Su Heng felt like a serf who had suddenly gained freedom. This little nephew of his was increasingly adorable.

Watching Zhang Huaqing go inside with Xi Zi, Su Ruo couldn’t help but cast a disdainful sideways glance at the grinning Su Heng.

“Look at you—truly unbearable. My son must never follow an uncle like you, or I’d really be done for.”

Su Heng’s expression froze. His smirk didn’t retreat; he had clearly been hit hard.

Su Ruo snorted and walked into the house, leaving Su Heng awkwardly floundering in the wind.

Su Heng’s face was stiff, heart aching. Damn, is she really my sister? Can she really be so cruel?

“Su Ruo! Explain! What’s wrong with my nephew? Are you looking down on me? Mom, you have to speak up for me—my sister insulted me!”

Su Heng lamented dramatically, realizing the situation, and yelled in a mournful tone as if gravely wronged.

Naturally, the Su household descended into chaos—but who cared? Such scenes had often played out when Su Ruo was unmarried; everyone was used to ignoring them.

Perhaps because the grandson was present, Su Feng seemed unusually cheerful, not frowning even once all day. His kind demeanor startled his subordinates, used to his cold expression.

After years of seeing Su Feng’s stern face, this serene expression felt strange, and no one dared to provoke him.

But Su Feng didn’t care. Thinking of his precious grandchild, his heart softened completely. He wanted to fly home immediately. It had been days since he last saw his grandson. Had he grown? Was he still adorable?

Thus, unusually distracted, the Su General, seeing nothing urgent at the unit, took the unprecedented step of leaving early.

After all, he thought, being idle at the office was pointless—it was better to go home and hold his grandson.

Su General returned home with perfect justification and a sense of joy.