Chu Zhao belatedly realized what he had said, and his flamboyant, fiery red hair couldn't hide his ashen face. "Wen Zhen!"

"Sigh." Qiao Zhen responded, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. She looked at An Erle's ugly expression and distanced herself completely. "This time you're the one who humiliated her, don't blame me again, will you?"

Chu's mother felt extremely uncomfortable while shopping. Looking at Chu Zhao, whose face was almost contorted with rage, she said, "Chu Zhao! I didn't come out today to watch you two argue!"

Qiao Zhen silently shut up. She needed a ride back, so it was better to be sensible.

An Erle bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm not feeling well today, I'll go back first." After saying that, she left with her strong figure.

Chu Zhao watched all this, feeling deeply uncomfortable. He had come out to apologize to An Erle, but instead ran into Qiao Zhen and offended her once again. "Wenzhen! You've repeatedly tempted me to say things that insult An Erle, don't you find it satisfying?!"

Qiao Zhen maintained her polite smile. "I didn't expect your emotional intelligence to be so low, and didn't I already give you a heads-up?"

She was referring to what she said to Chu Zhao from the wall the day she skipped class. "You didn't think I was just joking, did you?"

Chu Zhao lowered his eyelids and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with sadness. "While you are pushing me to the edge of a cliff, you will also be standing on the edge of a cliff one day. The people behind you are also waiting for an opportunity to make their move. Don't hurt others and yourself."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have aged decades in an instant, hunching over and leaving with his spiky red hair, muttering, "Don't lower your head, or the invisible crown will fall."

Seeing the complicated expression on Chu's mother's face, Qiao Zhen comforted her, "His style is still relatively normal."

"This is normal?" Chu's mother put down the lipstick in her hand. "Zhenzhen, tell Aunt Chu, what is he like at school?"

Qiao Zhen pouted, looking very embarrassed. She couldn't bring herself to complain, and it would damage Chu Zhao's impression of her character, so she absolutely couldn't say anything. "Aunt Chu, Chu Zhao comes home every day, didn't you know?"

Chu's mother beckoned to the waiter and took out a sparkling, diamond-encrusted gold card. "Two, packaged separately, no PIN."

“He spends most of his time in his room. Your uncle and I thought he would mature on his own, but it seems that not only has he not matured, but his intelligence has also been damaged.” Chu’s mother sat on a high chair with a solemn expression. “Tell your aunt Chu honestly what he is like at school?”

“It’s not good to complain behind someone’s back. To say something that will upset Aunt Chu, I quite dislike Chu Zhao. He’s immature and weak-willed. He’s easily swayed by what others say.” Qiao Zhen analyzed Chu Zhao’s personality in detail. “He’s also sentimental. He should be at the best and most lively age, but he’s too sentimental.”

Mother Chu nodded, listening attentively, "Continue."

Qiao Zhen carefully considered her words, "Chu Zhao's concept of money, as well as his concept of right and wrong, are very vague. He... cannot recognize reality."

Chu's mother felt that Qiao Zhen was absolutely right. She sighed softly, "You are too mature and too realistic. If you could blend in with Chu Zhao, the two of you would be able to achieve balance."

Qiao Zhen gave an indescribable look. "Maybe... let's not."

Chu's mother chuckled softly, then put the gold card handed to her by the waiter into her wallet. "Here, this is a gift from your aunt. Of course, it's not a free gift. Your aunt hopes that you can set a good example for Chu Zhao at school and subtly influence him to be more normal."

Qiao Zhen thought of the walking condiment tray at school, and she felt inexplicably hesitant. "Auntie, you might not know, that style is popular lately, and I really can't manage it alone. But, if you allow me to use special methods..."

"How special can it be? Your uncle and I even had Chu Zhao locked in a room with three burly men guarding him, cutting off the internet and electricity, but we still couldn't bring him back to the right path." Chu's mother felt exhausted when she talked about this. Chu Zhao's current aesthetic sense will definitely be a dark history in his life in the future. She only hoped that Chu Zhao would not resent her and Chu's father because of this in the future.

Qiao Zhen didn't agree this time because she had never experienced disciplining a non-mainstream child who thought he was the only one who was sober while everyone else was drunk, and therefore had no right to comment. She said solemnly, "Aunt Chu, don't worry, we are a prestigious family. You watched me grow up, and in order to prevent me from appearing in the newspapers with such eye-catching people in the future, it is my duty to reform him."

"Okay, Aunt Chu will take you back." In Chu's mother's opinion, Qiao Zhen and Chu Zhao's relationship was mostly just playful bickering. She had no hope of Qiao Zhen reforming Chu Zhao.

Today's incident is very advantageous. She has obtained Chu Zhao's mother's consent, so her future discipline of Chu Zhao will be perfectly legitimate.

Nestled in Qiao Zhen's arms, Chu Chu had a sudden, inexplicable bad feeling. Looking up at the malice in Qiao Zhen's eyes, it couldn't help but shiver. May Buddha protect Chu Zhao, Amitabha.

After Qiao Zhen returned home, she opened the QQ app on her phone. Chu Zhao was pouring out his sorrows in the "Funeral Love Family" group chat. Qiao Zhen mentally grumbled as she read each sentence.

—She's just jealous that I'm nice to other girls.

Yes, yes, I'm just jealous of An Erle's masterful green tea and white lotus scent, and Chu Zhao's deep (and shrewish) affection for An Erle.

—After all, she's from a prestigious family, and I've never treated any other girl better than she has.

Yes, yes, of course Chu Zhao didn't treat other girls better than he treated the original owner, because the original owner's cold violence and cold stares really made Chu Zhao feel guilty. As for why Chu Zhao felt guilty, didn't he have any idea?

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