PPS Chapter 112

Chapter 112 “I will always love A-Yi” [Revised]

Chapter 112 “I will always love A-Yi” [Revised]

All three members of the Xie family knew about Chu Zhaoyi’s situation, and while they loathed the Chu family, they discovered that everyone was dead.

They could only try to compensate with a sense of guilt.

This week, they handed over the recording of Xie Haoran and Li Yurong’s conversation to the police and demanded severe punishment, and they also used their connections slightly.

Although Xie Haoran could not be convicted of killing Li Yurong, he was sentenced.

The trial was yesterday, and he was already in prison today.

Gu Yusen knew about this and told Chu Zhaoyi. Chu Zhaoyi didn’t react much after knowing, but Gu Yusen noticed that his mood was more than a little better. He was humming a little tune while painting.

Gu Yusen was very satisfied with the Xie family’s decisiveness, which is why he brought Chu Zhaoyi over today.

The atmosphere froze for a moment after Chu Zhaoyi sat down. Zhang Anru wanted to say something but didn’t dare to open her mouth. Xie Tingyun was even worse, notoriously taciturn, and Xie Yuyin also learned from him, two blocks of wood.

It was Gu Yusen and the Gu family couple who took the lead in speaking.

“A-Yi, has this stinky brat taken good care of you during this time? Remember to tell Auntie if you feel uncomfortable.”

Chu Zhaoyi speaks little, and ignores people he is not familiar with, but his attitude towards Gu Yusen’s parents is obviously better. He nodded when he heard this. “Yeah.”

Gu Yusen ruffled the boy’s head, not daring to be too presumptuous, and lightened his touch a lot.

“Am I good at taking care of people?”

Xie Tingyun’s hands itched a little looking at Gu Yusen’s actions. A father’s intuition made him feel very displeased with Gu Yusen.

Gu Yusen knew that the breakthrough point in easing the relationship was Zhang Anru and Chu Zhaoyi. These two fathers and daughters of the Xie family couldn’t speak, and Chu Zhaoyi would never want to go back in this lifetime if he relied on them.

He found an excuse to send everyone away, leaving only Zhang Anru and Chu Zhaoyi here. He originally wanted to leave too, but Chu Zhaoyi didn’t want to and grabbed his sleeve, refusing to let go.

Zhang Anru gave Gu Yusen a grateful look and nodded.

If it was Gu Yusen who made Chu Zhaoyi feel safe, she still didn’t want Chu Zhaoyi to be unhappy.

Gu Yusen sat down beside the mother and son.

“A-Yi, these are the cookies I made today. A-Yin said you like to eat them.” Zhang Anru wanted to talk to Chu Zhaoyi, but didn’t know what to say. She took a box of cookies from her bag, put them on the table, and pushed them over.

She had seen Chu Zhaoyi liked to eat the cookies she made some time ago.

He would accept them every time. She didn’t think Chu Zhaoyi accepted them because of her face; it could only be that he liked to eat them.

Xie Tingyun and Xie Yuyin didn’t think so. They were still a little self-aware of what Zhang Anru made.

Chu Zhaoyi looked at the box of cookies pushed over to him.

The presentation was getting better and better.

He didn’t speak or take the box of cookies, but focused on Zhang Anru’s hand.

There were two band-aids on it.

Zhang Anru noticed his gaze. She had been staying in the kitchen a lot recently, and there were always times when she wasn’t careful and got burned.

She didn’t want Chu Zhaoyi to feel guilty or worried.

“I accidentally scratched it.”

Chu Zhaoyi was a very observant person. He noticed Zhang Anru’s momentary expression and saw the circular shape of the wound that was exposed from the edge of the band-aid.

San Mu Gēgē had also had this kind of injury on his hand two days ago. He even held it up to him and asked him to blow on it.

Chu Zhaoyi recognized it.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the band-aid.

Zhang Anru had never been so close to Chu Zhaoyi before. A burst of joy suddenly rose in her heart. Before she could open her mouth, she felt a somewhat sharp pain from the wound on her hand.

Chu Zhaoyi added some strength to his hand. Seeing Zhang Anru’s face twisting in pain, he felt a faint discomfort in his heart.

The mischievous kitten slowly retracted his hand.

He met Zhang Anru’s still calm gaze.

There was no blame or disgust in that gaze, just a little doubt, but more indulgence.

“Will you hate me?” Chu Zhaoyi stared into Zhang Anru’s eyes. He knew that all words could lie.

But eyes wouldn’t.

He did something bad, and the woman in front of him should be angry under normal circumstances.

But Zhang Anru still had that expression, and just reached out to tidy up Chu Zhaoyi’s disheveled hair.

A rare closeness between mother and son.

“No.”

“Mom will always love her child.”

“I will always love A-Yi.”

Chu Zhaoyi had always felt that maternal love was very illusory and a burden.

Li Yurong could have lived a good life by relying on Chu Yu, or at worst, she could have blackmailed Xie Haoran’s background to get a lot of money. Even better, she could have sold his paintings or promoted another “genius painter.”

The money she could have earned wouldn’t be less.

But Li Yurong didn’t. She desperately fought for Xie Haoran, striving for a family with power and money, and striving for the identity of “genius painter.” She was even paving the way for Xie Haoran until the second before her death.

Even though her child attacked and insulted her with vicious words.

So what is maternal love?

Chu Zhaoyi didn’t understand.

He tolerated Zhang Anru’s approach and accepted the cookies Zhang Anru gave him, just wanting to know a little.

What would be different if this maternal love happened to him?

Li Yurong’s unconditional tolerance for Xie Haoran, would Zhang Anru also be like this?

He wanted to know.

So he hurt Zhang Anru.

What he got was indulgence and helplessness, as if she was facing a mischievous child.

Chu Zhaoyi didn’t understand a little. A little warmth came from his chest, making his whole body feel warm.

Zhang Anru couldn’t bear to scold him.

Gu Yusen could, and stretched out both hands to pull on Chu Zhaoyi’s cheeks.

“What are you doing, Chu Zhaoyi? Don’t hurt others for no reason. Have you forgotten what I taught you?” His tone was fierce.

Chu Zhaoyi didn’t feel much about worldly concepts and would occasionally do some outrageous things. Gu Yusen would always teach him little by little.

Chu Zhaoyi felt a little guilty, grabbed the cookies on the table, and ran away.

He didn’t know if it was because of what Zhang Anru had just said or because Gu Yusen had scolded him.

“Aunt Zhang, is your hand okay? Don’t blame A-Yi. He’s just childish and doesn’t have any bad intentions.” Gu Yusen always apologized for others after scolding Chu Zhaoyi.

Zhang Anru stared blankly at Chu Zhaoyi’s leaving figure, and slowly shook her head.

How ridiculous. This was obviously her child, and it was her responsibility as a mother to teach her child, but now these words were said by someone else.

“I guess he was embarrassed by what you just said, and he felt a little guilty for hurting you. He didn’t know how to face you, so he ran away first,” Gu Yusen explained.

His tone was much fiercer when he usually scolded Chu Zhaoyi, and Chu Zhaoyi wouldn’t be angry with him.

Gu Yusen really understood him.

He was right.

Zhang Anru didn’t know much about Chu Zhaoyi. She knew that this child was emotionally indifferent, didn’t have much emotional ups and downs, and had never softened to relatives with blood ties.

She didn’t think her few words could have such a big impact on Chu Zhaoyi.

But Gu Yusen said so…

“Why don’t you go and take a look?”

Gu Yusen handed over the task of coaxing Chu Zhaoyi to Zhang Anru.

He hoped that he was not the only one who loved Chu Zhaoyi. He hoped that more people would love Chu Zhaoyi.

Zhang Anru hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and followed Chu Zhaoyi out.

The living room instantly became quiet.

The four people over there couldn’t hear the conversation here, and they didn’t dare to look openly, so they could only look secretly.

Now they saw Chu Zhaoyi running out, and then saw Zhang Anru chasing out.

Xie Tingyun and Xie Yuyin looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

Gu Yusen came over and grabbed an apple from the table and took a bite.

“It’s okay.”

He didn’t intend to explain more.

That’s the way things were. If Zhang Anru could coax him well, it would basically mean that Chu Zhaoyi had recognized this relative.