Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Chapter 153 Lu Mingfei's Feelings

Looking at this scene, Lu Mingfei didn't know where to put his hands.

He unconsciously put his hands behind his back, holding the back of his clothes.

Chu Zihang's family is perhaps considered rather incomplete.

After his parents divorced, Chu Zihang, as a son, lived with his mother in the home of a stranger from a young age.

I rarely felt my father's love.

However, Chu Zihang at least had a clear image of Chu Tianjiao's face and outline in his mind.

His father and mother lived in the same city as him.

Lu Mingfei is different; the word "parents" is too distant from him.

So far away, he had almost forgotten that he was still a child with parents to care for him.

If it weren't for the monthly remittances for living expenses.

But even this remittance carries a meager amount of love.

When Lu Mingfei received it, he had already been exploited.

Very little of it reached him.

Lu Mingfei watched as the blood was sucked out of his body.

It became my uncle's new leather shoes.

It became my aunt's new dress.

It became my cousin Lu Mingze's new toy.

"It's not that I don't know all this, but it seems that having a small bedroom, a computer to play games on, and a meal to eat is already great."

Lu Mingfei said this to himself, as if comforting himself.

He often curled up in the corner of the bed, hugged his legs, buried his face in his knees, and manipulated himself.

In fact, the living expenses sent by Lu Mingfei's parents were more than enough to make him a young master even more extravagant than Chu Zihang.

Su Xiaoyan's sobs interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts.

This woman, who is usually cheerful and carefree, is unusually prone to crying today.

Perhaps this is how people who don't cry often are: once they start crying, it's as unstoppable as a flood breaking through a dam.

Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Zihang's expressionless face and thought that Chu Zihang should try to persuade his mother, Su Xiaoyan, to stop crying.

However, he found it difficult to speak, because in his memory, there was no scene where he had comforted his mother and told her not to cry; he had not seen his mother for many years.

Su Xiaoyan choked up, tears streaming into her mouth, tasting salty. "My son called me. I've paid the medical bills."

"Rest assured and recover well."

"If you don't want to talk to me, that's fine. After all, we're divorced."

Su Xiaoyan wiped away her tears and forced a smile, "Haha, my son is usually a very steady person."

"When they called me just now, they were unusually flustered for a moment."

"When I heard his tone, I thought you were going to die."

After Su Xiaoyan finished speaking, she threw the cotton swab into the trash can and became unusually calm.

The usually carefree and optimistic little ones suddenly calmed down or became serious.

It always attracts the attention of those around them.

The three men in the room all turned their gazes to Su Xiaoyan's face, feeling that she was exuding an aura like an ice queen.

Su Xiaoyan smiled through her tears, covered her mouth, and looked at the three of them. "Hehe, you didn't think I was going to throw a tantrum, did you?"

"I just felt my mouth was a little dry, so I took a break."

"Uh..." Lu Mingfei's lips twitched. He scratched his cheek. "Auntie, the atmosphere has been built up to this point, shouldn't you let it out?"

Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei and said coldly, "My mother prefers the title 'big sister' to 'auntie'."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei stared wide-eyed at Chu Zihang, his inner monologue:

"Seriously, Senior Brother Chu? At a time like this, you're telling lame jokes? This isn't funny at all!"

"As expected, my son understands me best!" Su Xiaoyan reached out and touched Chu Zihang's head, his blue hair cascading down his back, her eyes filled with doting affection.

Chu Zihang represents the deepest love Chu Tianjiao gave her.

"You two go back!" Chu Tianjiao sat up, supporting himself on the mattress with his hands and leaning against the wall.

He finally spoke, but his words were aimed at dissuading Su Xiaoyan and her son, Chu Zihang.

After saying that, he seemed relieved and silently lowered his head, his long, wispy hair falling down to cover his eyes.

Like a beast with its head bowed, secretly licking its wounds alone.

He was a man who lived on the edge of a knife, and he couldn't get used to sleeping on such a soft hospital bed, so he had to get up and lean against the wall.

The gentle embrace of a wife and her son—these are two things that ordinary people yearn for, things he desires yet dares not accept.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoyan's pupils constricted sharply, reminding her of what had happened.

That rainy night, the scene where Chu Tianjiao said she wanted to break up with him.

“Abandoned again. Last time it was me and the child who were abandoned, and this time it’s the same!” Su Xiaoyan stood up, covered her mouth with her hand, and ran out.

The high heels clicked on the floor tiles, making a "clack-clack-clack" sound.

"Mom!" Chu Zihang stood up, turned his head and glared at Chu Tianjiao fiercely, "I'm very disappointed in you!"

After saying that, Chu Zihang chased after her, worried that his mother might do something rash.

Lu Mingfei felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward. He looked around and found that Chu Tianjiao wasn't staring at him.

Lu Mingfei quietly tiptoed and crouched down before taking just one step.

"Lu Mingfei, you stay here!" Chu Tianjiao said without looking up.

Lu Mingfei was somewhat startled by the shout. He pointed to his face, looked at Chu Tianjiao with some confusion, and said uncertainly:

"Uncle, are you calling me? No, you must have misspoke! Mistakes are normal!"

I don't think so. Chu Zihang just left. You called him the wrong person, Uncle.

Um, I have to go now, Uncle Ha. I have an appointment with an online friend to do something important together…

"Achoo!" Old Tang, far away in Los Santos, sneezed. He raised his hand to rub his nose. "Could someone be missing me? That can't be right, I'm always masked when I do free shopping!"

Chu Tianjiao looked up at Lu Mingfei's back and said calmly, "I didn't call you wrong, Lu Mingfei, that's who I'm calling!"

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. He didn't understand why he, who had absolutely no connection with Chu Tianjiao, was like this.

Why was it worth it for Chu Tianjiao to ask him to stay?

Lu Mingfei's inner monologue: "I'm doomed. Is he going to make me stay and be his caregiver?"

"Um, Uncle, I think it's better if you don't let me stay! I'm not very good at taking care of people, I have no experience..."

Chu Tianjiao interrupted Lu Mingfei's rambling, unable to understand why Lu Mingfei had so much nonsense to say.

Perhaps it was because he had just painfully driven away his wife and son, or perhaps he was getting impatient with Lu Mingfei's nagging.

Chu Tianjiao's tone was somewhat unfriendly:

"Then let me ask you, what is your relationship with that tall, burly man in a suit who's always getting into fights?"