Chapter 991 Who Is The Disaster?
"Mom, do you still think I\'d buy things for Chu Xiang? I\'ve told you many times that she\'s the granddaughter you\'ve raised, not my daughter. Mom, don\'t you know that?"
Song Wan was embarrassed by his straightforward words, and Chu Xiang could not help but shed tears.
grandma. she ran in front of Song Wan. The two of them just stood there. Those who did not know would think that Chu lui was really a cruel and heartless man who could not even care about his own mother and daughter.
dad, come upstairs with me for a while. Chu lui pursed his thin lips and said to Chu Jiang. Then, he carried his daughter and went upstairs with Zheng Anze behind him.
Zheng Anze had just placed one of his feet on the stairs when he turned around and was met with a pair of unfriendly eyes. It was Lin Qing.
He turned around indifferently and followed Chu lui.
Chu Jiang looked at the bunch of children in the living room and started to have a headache. One child was enough, but there were more than ten of them. He did not have much childlike innocence, so he found it noisy.
He followed his son upstairs. He was a little interested in the little devil behind his son.
this child is not bad. he patted Zheng Anze\'s head. His eyes were not bad. He looked a little like his ah lui when he was young.
Hello, grandfather. Zheng Anze took the initiative to greet him. my name is Zheng Anze. &Quot;
Chu Jiang\'s mood improved, which was rare. you have a good name too. &Quot;
mommy gave it to me. Zheng Anze liked his name too. If he remembered his name, it meant that he would remember his mother.
Chu lui opened the door with one hand and pulled open his shirt. What was in his arms? it was not a toy. It was clearly a child, a small, pitiful child. It was a little girl. Even though she was still asleep, one could tell that she was very beautiful. The shadow of her long and dense eyelashes fell on her tender face. Her face was small, and it seemed to be smaller than an adult\'s fist. At this moment, her small hand was still grabbing onto Chu lui\'s clothes, but she was sleeping soundly.
"Rainy, my rainy!"
Tears welled up in Chu Jiang\'s eyes. At his age, he could not help but shed tears. They were tears of joy, but they were also tears of sadness. His little granddaughter, his only little granddaughter.
Chu lui put his daughter down carefully and covered her with the blanket. an ze, sleep with your sister for a while. Uncle and Grandpa have some things to talk about. After you wake up, uncle will take you out for dinner. &Quot;
okay. Zheng Anze took off his shoes and lay down. He held his sister\'s hand tightly and fell asleep peacefully. After all, they had been on the road for a whole day and had just gotten off the plane. How could his small body take it?
Chu lui covered the two children with the blanket and closed the door. He went outside to talk to Chu Jiang.
It was \'where did you find it, and who is that child?\' Chu Jiang deliberately lowered his voice, afraid that he would be too loud and disturb the child inside, his little granddaughter, his little granddaughter who he had lost and regained. Every time he thought of this, he felt his eyes sting. He quickly turned his face away, afraid that he would lose his composure.
Chu lui took out a cigarette and started smoking. There were some things that he did not want to say anymore. This feeling was like tearing open his unhealed wound again. Then, it was pain, bleeding, and pain that made him want to die.
He puffed out a puff of smoke and gave Chu Jiang a cigarette as well.
"Dad, you have one too."
It had been a long time since Chu Jiang touched a cigarette, but he still took it. The father and son walked to the balcony. The air was flowing, and it was quiet here. The smell of tobacco on their bodies faded and drifted away.
Chu lui didn\'t say much, and he didn\'t want to say much. However, he had said what he needed to say. He wouldn\'t let his daughter suffer for nothing. He also wanted Chu Jiang to know why his daughter had to suffer so much.
don\'t worry. I understand. Chu Jiang\'s throat moved up and down. the child no longer has a mother. I won\'t let anyone hurt my granddaughter, not even your mother. Besides, ah lui, your mother knows her mistake. &Quot;
He still wanted to speak up for Song Wan, but when he remembered that today\'s birthday party was for Chu Xiang, he felt really ashamed. His granddaughter was a beggar, and she couldn\'t even afford three meals. She even almost lost her other kidney. What was Chu Xiang doing?
She was the Chu family\'s little princess. Her clothes were worth tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands. The food she ate was unimaginable to others. However, his granddaughter, his rainy, was looking for leftovers in the rubbish bin. Even if she found them, they might be snatched away by others.
Thinking of this, Chu Jiang\'s eyes grew hot again. The piercing pain made him too ashamed to speak.
They were talking and did not know that Chu Xiang and Lin Qing had already walked to the door of the room.
"You\'re going in?" Lin Qing asked Chu Xiang, " your father has a bad temper. He doesn\'t like you entering his room. he couldn\'t help but roll his eyes in his heart. Every time he went in, he knew how to go through other people\'s things. Even if he was his biological father, he might not be able to take it. Moreover, he was not even his biological father.
I want to see the present that daddy gave me. Chu Xiang was insistent. Chu lui had brought back a present for her, but he had not given it to her yet. However, she could not wait any longer. If her daddy did not give it to her, she would come and get it herself. No, she would come and take a look. Just one look would do.
She placed her small hand on the doorknob. Luckily, the door was not locked. With just a light twist, the door would open, and there was no present inside. She searched for a long time but could not find any present. Lin Qing stood at the side and did not move. He only watched Chu Xiang rummage around and pull around.
Chu lui\'s house in the Chu family was a large suite with a small room inside, a large study room outside, and a small bedroom outside.
Chu Xiang was still rummaging outside, looking for her present. Lin Qing, for some reason, walked to the bedroom door and pulled open the door to the suite inside.
The door opened with a squeak, and he was met with the overly cold eyes of a boy inside.
"What are you doing here?" Suddenly, Chu Xiang shrieked, and it woke up rainy who was still obediently sleeping.