Xie Zhuzhou's brief silence dealt a heavy blow to Chu Yanzhang's fragile self-esteem. On the way back, he remained silent, like a sulking little wife.
Xie Zhuzhou looked out the window, pursing his lips and unable to suppress a smile.
Chu Yanzhang's tantrum made the atmosphere in the car awkward. Xie Zhuzhou wanted to laugh, but he knew it was not the right time to add fuel to the fire.
He cleared his throat, leaned closer to him, whispered in his ear, and coaxed, " Little Yan, you were actually really cool just now. I never expected you to be such a good fighter."
Chu Yanzhang ignored him, only slightly turning his head to pretend to look out the window, but his ears were secretly perked up.
Seeing this, Xie Zhuzhou took his hand and continued, "However, you still need to take good care of your hands. Look, your hands are so beautiful, what if they get scars?"
Chu Yanzhang finally couldn't help but smile slightly, but after hearing the next sentence, he quickly suppressed it. Yes, he couldn't afford to have a scar!
Since Zhouzhou couldn't tell he was very capable, he had to find another way to make Zhouzhou realize it, so he pressed Xie Zhuzhou's head onto his abs.
Xie Zhuzhou: "?"
Chu Yanzhang asked, "Do you still think I'm weak?"
Xie Zhuzhou gave a perfunctory, soft "Mmm": "You're so amazing! I don't even have abs. I really envy that you can use your abs to wash clothes, rub your palms together to warm them, and even start a fire by rubbing sticks together with your abs..."
Chu Yanzhang: "..." His Zhouzhou is definitely straight, isn't he?
He gently hugged the silly Zhouzhou. Oh well, let Zhouzhou think what she wants. What else can he do?
As long as Zhouzhou finishes his fight and no one else attacks him, it doesn't matter whether he's strong or not.
Because he went to the police station, Chu Yanzhang missed half a day of work, and was later arrested and taken back by Wu Chang and his gang.
Xie Zhuzhou didn't try to stop him, because a man should focus on his work.
Back home, Xie Zhuzhou passed through the living room, intending to go back and change into some sportswear before taking the dog out to play.
Unexpectedly, the father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, finally came home today. Seeing that his youngest son was still as adorable as ever, he waved and called him over.
Xie Zhuzhou obediently walked over and sat up straight. "Father, you're back. How have you been out there?"
Ji Wuqiu: "..." His youngest son still tastes the same.
"I'm fine. Tell me about you, how's your studies going? Has your second brother been staying home? I haven't seen him around."
Xie Zhu's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, this is bad! His second brother went out for a stroll and ended up in the hospital again, all while keeping it a secret from their father!
Under the gaze of his father's deep eyes, Xie Zhuzhou gritted his teeth slightly. How could someone as righteous as him sell out his second brother?
However, when Ji Wuqiu spoke softly and slowly, gently questioning him, Xie Zhuzhou still couldn't hold back.
Never mind, this isn't the first time he's sold out his second brother; he's very experienced.
Xie Zhuzhou took a deep breath and decided to be honest. "Father, my second brother... he hasn't been feeling well lately, so he went to the hospital for a checkup. But don't worry, the doctor said it's nothing serious, he'll be fine after a few days of rest." Actually, it wasn't a very honest confession.
He was worried that his second brother would still make him walk the dog, so he decided to sell half of it, just a small portion.
Ji Wuqiu frowned slightly, his tone still gentle, yet carrying an undeniable authority. "Son, you know I hate it when people lie to me. What exactly happened to your second brother?"
Xie Zhuzhou inwardly complained about his declining credibility, but maintained a calm demeanor. "My second brother went out for a walk this morning and encountered my classmate being kidnapped, so he followed them. My second brother is indeed my role model, always ready to help others and uphold justice."
Ji Wuqiu: "..." Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?
In short, his father didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and he felt like he had been granted a pardon.
Although he stirred up trouble outside, he was sometimes still afraid of his father and older brother when he returned home.
Just as her son was about to slip away, Ji Wuqiu raised her hand to signal Xie Zhuzhou to stay seated.
He called his assistant and learned more detailed information.
It turns out it was that Li Family's son again.
His second son loved to take people out to play when he was little, and he even took them to provoke bees. The boy cried nonstop after being stung.
Although he wasn't physically present with his sons, he observed their every move. Therefore, as long as their actions weren't excessive, he could turn a blind eye.
Xie Zhuzhou was about to get up and leave the living room when his father suddenly called out to him, "I heard you went to the police station again today?"
Xie Zhuzhou nodded. "It was Jin Renwei. He tried to hit me, but Little Yan happened to appear and helped me fight back. In the end, Little Yan got injured while saving me."
Ji Wuqiu's lips twitched; this kid had such delicate skin.
"Okay, good job. From now on, you don't need to worry about the Jin Family's affairs. Focus on your studies, understand?"
From the moment his youngest son returned to the Ji Family, he never saw his son attend school seriously. The teacher reported that Xie Zhuzhou often slept.
What else could he do?
Xie Zhuzhou obediently responded, but in his heart he was thinking: It's impossible for me to go to school properly, never in this lifetime.
Ji Wuqiu shook his head helplessly as he looked at his youngest son's absent-minded expression.
However, his son has been making headlines lately, and he, as the father, has also benefited from it.
Although fighting isn't something to brag about, men are inherently drawn to strength. The seasoned veterans he knew in the world of fame and fortune always said his son's actions were too barbaric and that he should be more humble and refined.
That's utter nonsense. They're just sour grapes. Their sons and daughters are all cowards.
His son is different; he's a man who dares to take responsibility, and he's both brave and resourceful.
Summer is coming.