Everything I Got from Online Shopping Was Legit

Chapter 231: At This Moment, Rushuang Was Driving on Her Way Here

Su He’s house was quite lively. Even her father, Su Hongye, happened to be home at this hour. Liu Rushuang’s sudden visit made both elders very happy.

However, despite her delight, Su He’s mother — Lin Mo’s aunt — felt that something was rather odd about the gifts Liu Rushuang brought.

Cigarettes, wine, candies, tea, nutritional supplements, skincare products — if Liu Rushuang weren’t such a pretty young lady herself, she might have thought that some young man was visiting for the first time to meet his girlfriend’s parents.

Besides, this wasn’t even Liu Rushuang’s first visit. She remembered that the last time she came, she’d brought expensive gifts too, but not nearly as over-the-top as this time.

Still, she had heard from her daughter that this classmate of hers came from a well-off family. If only she were a boy, she thought. Then my daughter’s future would be secured, and I wouldn’t have to work part-time at that matchmaking agency anymore!

As the thought crossed her mind, Zhou Hui suddenly froze. Taking advantage of the excuse to cut some fruit, she hurriedly dragged her daughter into the kitchen.

“Mom~ What are you doing?” Su He complained lazily, clearly displeased by her mother’s actions. It was just cutting some fruit — did she really need to pull her along for that?

But Zhou Hui couldn’t be bothered about that now. After glancing cautiously toward the living room, she whispered, “Tell me the truth, are you… that one?”

“Which one?” Su He asked, completely puzzled.

“That one!” Zhou Hui said meaningfully.

“Which that one? What are you even talking about?”

Seeing her daughter’s blank expression, Zhou Hui stopped beating around the bush and blurted out, “Do you not like men?”

Su He: ???

You couldn’t really blame Zhou Hui for thinking that. For one, her daughter was already an adult, yet she’d never once heard her talk about dating — though maybe she had, just not told her — but in any case, she had never brought anyone home.

Secondly, those recent blind dates… one after another, none had worked out. Zhou Hui had begun to seriously suspect that her daughter simply didn’t like men at all. After all, she thought the men she’d chosen were all pretty decent!

And most importantly — just now, when Liu Rushuang came with all those gifts, her daughter had actually told her to accept them confidently, saying that “it was what she should do.”

What does ‘should do’ mean? Only men were supposed to bring gifts when visiting someone’s home for the first time!

Their Su family was an honest, proper family — they couldn’t have such a “special” daughter!

“What are you even thinking? If I don’t like men, what, I like women now? Wait… you’re not thinking…”

As she spoke, Su He glanced toward the living room at Liu Rushuang, then back at her mother, her face flushing crimson with anger.

“It’s really not?” Zhou Hui asked cautiously.

Through gritted teeth, Su He snapped, “No~~ it’s~~ not!”

“That’s good, that’s good. When you said it was something she ‘should’ do, you scared me for a moment,” Zhou Hui sighed in relief, seeing that her daughter didn’t seem to be lying.

Su He: …

That’s not what I meant when I said that! I was just teasing Rushuang a little — who knew I’d end up eating the melon myself and almost get labeled as gay?

“You’ve really got quite the imagination, huh. Ha ha… ha ha ha…” Su He shot her mother a side-eye, forcing an awkward smile.

But the next second, Zhou Hui shoved her straight out of the kitchen. “This has nothing to do with you. Out you go!”

Su He: ???

Thrown out by her own mother, Su He felt wronged beyond belief — and she couldn’t even argue.

Soon after, Zhou Hui came out with the fruit, and the family sat down to chat with Liu Rushuang.

“Rushuang, now that you’re here, you must stay for a few days. Whatever you want to eat, just tell Auntie — I’ll make it for you,” Zhou Hui said kindly, smiling from ear to ear.

As long as you’re not after my daughter, you’re a good child. How much could you even eat anyway?

“Okay, Auntie. It’s the holidays now, and I was getting bored at home. Since South City isn’t that far, I thought I’d come see Su Su,” Liu Rushuang replied sweetly, looking very well-behaved.

Today, she wore a black skirt with a white shirt tucked neatly into it, paired with white sneakers. Her silky hair draped smoothly behind her head — the perfect “parent-approved” look.

Combined with her naturally delicate features, she was an absolute favorite among elders. No matter which parent saw her, they’d instantly adore her.

If Zhou Hui had given birth to a son instead of a daughter, she might have even tried to pursue Liu Rushuang herself.

“Hahaha, that’s great! Just stay here. South City might be a small county, but it’s quite scenic. There are a few nice spots too — He can take you around later.

Oh, and when she goes to her next blind date, you should go with her. She’s already met three men and didn’t like any of them. You go and help Auntie take a look — tell me whose problem it is,” Zhou Hui said, glancing meaningfully at her daughter.

At those words, Liu Rushuang’s eyes lit up. What a great opportunity! She loved nothing more than watching drama unfold.

“Got it, Auntie! I’ll make sure to complete the mission!” she said cheerfully, then playfully nudged Su He’s shoulder and grinned. “So, you’ve been going on blind dates, huh? And you didn’t tell me? Keeping secrets now, are we?”

Su He: …

After staying for over an hour, the two finally left the house under Liu Rushuang’s knowing look — after all, she’d come all this way, they had to go out and have some fun.

Sitting in Liu Rushuang’s Maybach, Su He ran her fingers over the steering wheel and smiled. “Wow, this car feels solid. Way better than your old one.

And seriously, I don’t know what my mom’s thinking — wanting you to tag along on my blind date. She’s practically ensuring it fails! Oh well, at least I’ll have a good excuse this time.

So, what’s it gonna be — you’re coming with me to the date first, or should I call my cousin to keep you company so you don’t get bored?”

Although Liu Rushuang had her own reasons for coming, her Empress-level charm was undeniable. Su He might have been quite pretty herself, but next to this woman, she definitely felt outshone.

Having Liu Rushuang accompany her to a blind date basically guaranteed the guy wouldn’t pick her — which, honestly, wasn’t a bad thing. At least she’d get to see what kind of man he really was.

“What are you saying? I came to hang out with you — of course your business comes first! Let’s go, let’s go, I’ve never even been to a blind date before!” Liu Rushuang said excitedly from the passenger seat.

Although she sounded casual, Su He knew better. Still, she didn’t bother to call her out. Sometimes, having a lower EQ was a blessing — better than making someone mad and ruining everything.

As for Lin Mo’s side, what was done was done — it wasn’t like Liu Rushuang could just storm in and kiss him out of nowhere.

With that thought, Su He started the car. “Alright then, off to the blind date!”

Meanwhile, Lin Mo and his father were driving his mother’s new car back to their hometown.

Originally, his mother had refused to lend it — she hadn’t even gotten to drive it much yet. But Old Lin insisted, saying, “When going back to the hometown, you’ve got to bring the new car. Wealth unshown is like wearing brocade at night.”

They should’ve gone back to sweep the ancestors’ graves a few days ago, but work had kept his father busy, then it rained for two straight days. Now that the weather had cleared, they had to go.

Lin Mo’s mother didn’t go with them — there were no elders left back home, only an empty old house. What was the point? Better to rest at home.

Besides, there was work to be done there — let the Lin men handle it. It was their family’s ancestral grave, after all. What, did they expect her to do it?

So the father and son drove south out of the city, speeding down the highway for over forty kilometers.

Qinghe Village — a small village five minutes off the main road, named for the river that ran beside it.

The village wasn’t remote, certainly better off than Lin Mo’s maternal grandmother’s Hukou Village. Over the years, the roads had been paved, infrastructure improved — but it was still sparsely populated, mostly elderly residents. Only during Lunar New Year did the village come alive.

As they arrived, people were busy harvesting crops — silhouettes moving in the fields along the road.

Old Lin parked by a gentle slope near the river, in front of an abandoned courtyard.

To the south lay an overgrown vegetable patch, and beyond that, a three-meter-wide stream trickled quietly. The gate was rusty, faded couplets still clinging to the sides. Old Lin fished out a plastic-wrapped key from a gap in the stone wall and unlocked it.

With a creak, the gate opened. Inside, the courtyard’s red-brick ground was dotted with stubborn weeds breaking through the cracks.

Three main rooms, one side room — a typical countryside home, though neglected for years.

As Lin Mo followed his father inside, he noticed his father’s shoulders relax. Lighting a cigarette, the man visibly softened.

“Son, since your mom didn’t come today, let’s not bother cooking. I brought the grill, and half the watermelon you bought. Find a basin, fill it with well water, and chill the drinks and fruit. Once we’re done tidying up, we’ll barbecue here and have a drink. You’ll drive us back later,” Old Lin said cheerfully.

Lin Mo nodded. “Got it. But since no one lives here anymore, why clean it?”

“Even if no one lives here, it’s still our home,” his father replied, fetching a shovel and broom from the side room. As he worked, he added, “You know, that apartment we live in now — without you and your mom, it’s just a temporary stop. This is our root.

I’ve made peace with my life, but you — if you make something of yourself one day, and while I’m still around, you can rebuild this old house… that’d make my life complete.”

As he spoke, a smile crept across his weathered face, as though he could already see the day their home stood renewed.

For middle-aged men, there were three great fixations: building a new house in the village, restoring the family graves, and returning to one’s roots.

Many boys’ earliest dream was to earn enough to build a villa back home — and every man’s ultimate goal could be summed up in one phrase: returning home in glory.

That was how important rebuilding the family home was — especially for those born and raised in the countryside.

Lin Mo smiled. “Sure, Dad. Just wait and see. By next year at the latest, I’ll have a small villa built here for you. Once you and Mom retire, you’ll have a proper place to live out your days.”

He did have the money, though his parents thought he only had a little over a million left — which was enough, but they’d never agree to him spending it on a country house.

Still, Lin Mo was confident. Within a year, with his shopping page, building a villa would be easy.

If he could find a legitimate source of income to show for it, even better.

“Hahaha! Alright then, I’ll be waiting!” Old Lin laughed heartily, thinking his son was joking — unaware that Lin Mo meant every word.

Then, father and son got to work, clearing weeds until both were covered in dust and dirt.

“Son, I’ve set the grill here. Light the charcoal — the skewers are ready, just thaw them in water. I’m going to visit your grandparents’ graves.”

Once everything was in place, Old Lin grabbed the offerings from the car.

“Wait for me, I’ll go too!” Lin Mo said, putting down what he was holding.

But his father waved him off. “No need, I’ll go alone. Just get things ready — we’ll eat when I’m back.”

He didn’t know that at the gravesite, he would tell Lin Mo’s grandparents all about their grandson — how he’d grown up, matured, started making money, and honored his parents — how the Lin family finally had a worthy heir.

They said, Never forget to inform your ancestors during family rituals, and Old Comrade Lin embodied that completely. Whenever something important or joyful happened, he’d always tell the elders — to make them smile, wherever they rested.

Meanwhile, a Maybach was speeding down the national road south of the city.

“Seriously, my cousin and uncle just went back to their hometown. Why are you so excited?” Su He asked as she drove.

Liu Rushuang’s expression was slightly unnatural, but her voice was smooth. “I’m just here to have fun — doesn’t matter where. And you said your cousin’s hometown has beautiful mountains and rivers, right? I want to see it!”

“You can go, but listen — that’s my cousin’s home, and my uncle’s there too. Don’t you dare pull that ‘temporary girlfriend’ act again, got it? Otherwise, in two days, the whole village will think my cousin brought his girlfriend home,” Su He said pointedly.

It was a warning, but also an unspoken hint at what she expected Rushuang to do next.

Sure enough, at those words, Liu Rushuang’s eyes lit up again and again.

A man’s ancestral home… that must be important. If I show up and get familiar with his family early… Just imagining it made her grin.

“Relax, I know my limits. Do I look like someone who can’t read the room? Besides, you said Xiao Mo’s been down lately — I want to see what’s going on!” she said, barely able to contain her excitement.

Su He: …

Let’s hope my uncle’s heart is strong. Otherwise, things are going to get very interesting.

At this moment, Rushuang was driving on her way there.