Chapter 275: Chapter 275
Unlike the heavy atmosphere in the Liu family, the Gao family was warm and harmonious.
Mrs. Gao sighed with satisfaction, "That Mr. Liu is truly a rare young talent, Yu’er. A good man doesn’t wait forever, remember what Mama said." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novęlfire.net
Gao Yuyue lazily picked at her ear. "Forget it, I might freeze to death."
She could not stand Liu Runxi’s standoffish personality, like trying to squeeze water from a stone.
"Besides, with Mrs. Liu’s temperament, if I dare show attitude to her son, do you think she wouldn’t retaliate against me?"
Gao Yuyue was astute and didn’t miss the look of disdain in Mrs. Liu’s eyes toward her.
If she dared to have designs on her son, she’d likely suffer a miserable fate.
Mrs. Gao frowned and said, "Mrs. Liu is a member of a prestigious family from Jingzhou. She wouldn’t be so petty... would she?"
"Mom, don’t be so naïve. Mrs. Liu thinks there’s no one in this world good enough for her precious son. I’d rather not stir up trouble. I still want to live a few more years!"
Mrs. Gao wanted to say something more, but Gao Yuyue wrapped her arms around her and pouted, "Mom, I want to eat Snow’s Edge’s cloud mousse..."
"Alright, alright, we’ll take a detour to Shuijin Road," Mrs. Gao said with a mixture of exasperation and indulgence.
The driver silently adjusted the route.
"Mama’s always the best," Gao Yuyue leaned happily on Mrs. Gao’s shoulder.
Mrs. Gao smiled and gently stroked her hair.
Suddenly, an idea crossed Gao Yuyue’s mind. She asked, "Where’s Dad? I haven’t seen him since we left Wangyue Building."
Mrs. Gao’s smile abruptly faded.
Her tone cooled as she said, "Probably busy with work at the office."
Gao Yuyue pouted discontentedly, "What’s more important—work or us?"
A flicker of regret flashed in Mrs. Gao’s eyes.
Gao Yuyue caught sight of it as she looked up.
She was startled, but quickly bowed her head silently.
Shen You’an went to the hospital to pick up Luo Qian, who was finally discharged.
After ten days of recovery, he’d put on some weight, had rosy cheeks, and looked lively.
Luo Qian didn’t have many belongings—besides two sets of clothes and a few toiletries, everything fit neatly into his schoolbag.
As the two stepped into the elevator, it stopped briefly on the fifth floor.
"Sh-Shen Miss," stuttered Chen Shu, standing outside the elevator, trembling slightly when he saw the girl inside.
The lenses on the girl’s glasses reflected a sharp glint, radiating an intimidating chill.
"What are you standing there for?"
"Oh, oh!" Chen Shu hurried inside.
His movements were stiff as he snuck a glance at Luo Qian, chuckling awkwardly, "Well, little brother’s finally discharged. Heading home for more recovery, right?"
Luo Qian frowned but said nothing.
Chen Shu had visited him a few times during his hospital stay. Luo Qian later found out he was Chen Zun’s older brother.
He was confused and still felt puzzled about it.
Chen Zun acted so arrogant—wasn’t it just because he relied on having a thug brother?
Yet this "thug brother" didn’t seem thuggish at all. Every visit, he smiled cheerfully, bearing gifts like fruits and supplements. Luo Qian often doubted whether the beating from Chen Zun had messed up his brain, making him hallucinate.
And now, the hallucination resurfaced.
He pinched his thigh hard—ouch, it hurt.
Luo Qian watched Chen Shu’s deferential attitude toward Shen You’an and seemed to grasp something.
When they reached the ground floor, Chen Shu naturally took Luo Qian’s schoolbag from his shoulder, saying, "Little brother, let me carry this for you. Heading home, huh? It’s tough to catch a taxi around this time, so I’ll drive you two back."
Luo Qian was dumbfounded.
He tried to snatch back his schoolbag, but Chen Shu didn’t let him have the chance.
Instinctively, Luo Qian turned to Shen You’an, mumbling, "Sis..."
Shen You’an cast an assuring glance at him.
Luo Qian pursed his lips and moved closer to Shen You’an’s side.
"Miss Shen," Chen Shu nervously rubbed his hands, the tension evident on his dark face.
"I mean no harm. I just want to make amends as much as possible—you can rest assured. That brat Chen Zun has been thoroughly taught a lesson. He wouldn’t dare bully your little brother anymore. In fact, from now on, he’ll watch out for him at Three High."
"Let’s not," Shen You’an interrupted him curtly.
Chen Shu scratched his head awkwardly. "I’m just a rough guy—sorry if my words came out too bluntly."
Just then, the sound of an ambulance wailing outside the hospital made everyone tense up instinctively.
Shen You’an looked up to see several medical staff pushing a stretcher hurriedly into the building. On the stretcher lay a patient covered in blood, unconscious.
On the last stretcher, a young doctor in a white coat was straddling the patient, his hands crossed over the patient’s chest in rapid compressions, performing CPR.