C1 Chapter 1 Disarm and Return to the Field

When he returned seven years later, Su Kuang could no longer find a familiar home.

The once dirty and messy shantytowns had disappeared, and small buildings had been erected from the ground. Those familiar with the environment had all disappeared.

Su Kuang held his military bag and stood downstairs. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

The place where he was standing was his old home, but now, it was a parking lot full of luxury cars.

A young girl walked over and opened the door of a BMW X6.

Su Kuang quickly went up and asked, "Excuse me, do you know Su Xuebin?"

Su Xuebin was his father, a pedantic old teacher. When Su Kuang was sixteen years old, Su Xuebin had given him a good scolding because he had failed to pass the exam.

When he came back, his hometown had changed a lot.

"Are you looking for Su Xuebin?" The girl asked doubtfully.

She was a pretty girl of about seventeen or eighteen, with long wine-red hair that went with a purple short-sleeved shirt, a collar that showed off her pretty collarbone, and a pair of pale blue miniskirts that showed off her fair thighs. She was young and sexy, and her red cloth shoes were simple and elegant, and she wore a crystal-red bracelet on her wrist.

For some reason, Su Kuang felt that she was somewhat familiar.

Seeing that she knew her father, Su Kuang hurriedly said, "I am Su Xuebin's son. I haven't returned home for many years. Can you tell me where he lives?"

"You are his son?!" The young girl suddenly widened her eyes.

Then, anger appeared on the young girl's face, and she coldly said, "There is no Su Xuebin here. Get lost!"

With that, she got into the car and slammed the door. She looked at Su Kuang with a complicated look and left.

Su Kuang frowned. He didn't understand what was going on. He didn't seem to have offended this girl, did he?

After that, Su Kuang asked a few more people and finally found Su Xuebin's residence. He pressed the doorbell with excitement, but no one opened the door for a long time.

"Young man, are you looking for Teacher Su? Teacher Su is in the hospital. He is in the First People's Hospital." At this time, an aunt came over and said.

"He is in the hospital!"

Su Kuang was shocked. After thanking the aunt, he crazily ran to the First People's Hospital.

When he found his father's ward, Su Kuang didn't care about anything else and directly rushed into the room.

After entering the ward, Su Kuang was stunned. The BMW girl he met earlier was also in the ward. She was gently feeding chicken soup to an old man with a porcelain bowl in one hand and a soup in the other.

That old man was his father, Su Xuebin. Compared to seven years ago, his father seemed to have aged a lot.

"Who let you in? Get out!"

When the young girl saw that it was Su Kuang, her face instantly turned cold as she angrily rebuked.

"Girl, don't talk to people like that." Su Xuebin patted her arm and weakly said. He looked at Su Kuang, but he didn't immediately recognize him. He asked doubtfully, "Young man, you are?"

The bloodline connection made Su Xuebin feel that this person he didn't know was very familiar.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Get out!" The young girl was a bit anxious, and she rushed over, wanting to push Su Kuang out.

Su Kuang was stunned for a moment, but then he realized something. His eyes were filled with excitement. He suddenly opened his arms and held the girl tightly in his arms. It was as if he wanted to squeeze her into his body.

"Bastard, let go of me!" After being hugged by Su Kuang, the young girl instantly felt suffocated. She desperately pushed Su Kuang, but it was completely useless.

"Youyou, it's me!" Su Kuang's face was filled with joy as he grabbed the young girl's shoulder and shouted.

"I don't know you, quickly scram and don't ever come back!" The young girl was still violently struggling, but Su Kuang's hands were like iron hoops, causing her struggles to be futile.

"What are you doing? Let go of my daughter!" Su Xuebin was anxious and tried to get up with his weak body.

"Dad, I am Su Kuang!" The corner of Su Kuang's eyes became wet. He let go of his sister Su Youyou and knelt down with a bang. He kowtowed three times to the old man on the bed.

Having lived alone, Su Kuang finally knew that this home was his only harbor. This old man with white hair was the one who cared about him the most and loved him the most.

"You are, Xiao Kuang..." Su Xuebin suddenly froze, and the corners of his eyes were quickly covered with tears. Looking at his son whom he had not seen for seven years, he choked with sobs and could not say a word.

"Dad, your son is unfilial. He just came back now." Su Kuang temporarily ignored Su Youyou, who was full of resentment. This girl could be coaxed in the future. Now, he only needed his father to forgive him.

Su Xuebin wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said with a trembling mouth, "Good, good, it's good that you're back. You've grown taller and stronger..."

There was no enmity between father and son. Seven years was enough to resolve all conflicts.

Su Youyou stomped her feet in anger and said, "Father recognizes you, but that doesn't mean I will acknowledge you!"

"Youyou, I'm sorry. From now on, I will always be by your side and Dad's side. Please forgive me." Su Kuang walked in front of Su Youyou and held her in his arms again.

Even though Su Youyou had completely changed her appearance, Su Kuang did not feel any sense of unfamiliarity with her. He had raised this girl by the skin of his teeth, and every part of her was familiar to Su Kuang.

"Unforgivable! Let go of me, you bastard!" Su Youyou was trembling with anger. She couldn't push Su Kuang away, so she bit Su Kuang's shoulder, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered over the years. Her eyes turned red.

Su Xuebin also wiped away his tears and looked at the pair of children with a smile.

"Oh? Are you putting on a show? Su Youyou, you slut, pretending to be pure in front of me. In the end, you got into a fight with a man in front of your father?"

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again. A short young man came in with three strong men in black clothes. He spoke in a low voice.

Su Kuang felt Su Youyou's body tremble.