Chapter 210

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jin Chaochao changed the subject: "Starting tomorrow, tell the housekeeper assistant what you want to eat. You don't have to be too cautious about your diet due to your injury. It's late now, go to bed early."

Some things should be said only to the point; saying too much may backfire.

After Jin Chaochao left, Gu Bo stared at the door for a long time.

His heart tightened.

What did she know?

…

It was almost twelve o'clock when Guan Zhike came back.

The lights were still on at the Fu family’s gate.

As soon as he reached the door, the security guard came to greet him, "Master, you are back. The lady said that when you come back, go directly to the main courtyard to find her."

Guan Zhike knew that there were rules at home and that they basically had to go back to the yard to sleep at ten o'clock.

The security guard was obviously waiting for him.

Guan Zhike suddenly wanted to say thank you, but he held it back because he couldn't say it out loud.

He walked around the corridor and came to the main courtyard door.

The exquisite courtyard gate was ajar and the lights were on in the yard.

Through the small door, you can see Jin Chaochao sitting on a stone bench reading a book.

Of course, she was not flipping through a book, but Si Mingye's textbook. The child's academic performance improved by leaps and bounds, and his teachers and the principal allowed him to skip a grade.

When Jin Chaochao was free while waiting for Guan Zhike, she would check his homework.

Si Mingye's handwriting is quite unique in her style. Perhaps it is because she practices calligraphy frequently, so even with an ordinary pencil she can write with a majestic feeling.

The school held a calligraphy exhibition a few days ago, and Si Mingye's calligraphy won the first prize.

If Jin Chaochao hadn't asked, he would have kept a low profile and not shared it with anyone.

At this time, the nanny has already arranged for Si Mingye to go to bed.

Jin Chaochao took out her cell phone and took a look at it, worrying that Guan Zhike hadn't come back so late.

Then I heard the gate creak open and a tall and thin figure walked over.

Jin Chaochao saw Guan Zhike and nodded at him, then pointed to a small box in front of him and said, "This is the medicinal tea I prepared for you. It can refresh your mind, replenish qi and blood, and enhance memory. When you enter the professional arena, you will probably have to train frequently and intensively. Boil a pack of tea every day until the medicinal ingredients have no taste, then throw it away. Drinking it for a long time will be very beneficial to you."

Guan Zhike looked at the whole box full of medicinal herbs, all packaged and neatly stacked.

You don't have to guess, she did it all herself.

He originally thought that she suggested him to become a professional player just to get rid of him, a troublemaker, as far away as possible.

Now he felt that his thinking was too narrow.

She sincerely hoped that he could accomplish something.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have organized the whole family to watch his game, nor would she have specially prepared medicinal tea for him.

"Okay!" Guan Zhike is not good at speaking.

Especially I don’t know how to express my gratitude.

Jin Chaochao found that he was rarely so obedient, so she asked a few more questions.

“Can you adapt to group life?”

Guan Zhike replied stiffly: "Not bad!"

"You have to make friends sincerely, and speak your mind before you speak. If you run into trouble in the future, give me a call. This year, I'll take care of you, and I'll support you if anything goes wrong."

Guan Zhike responded in a low voice: "Okay!"

Jin Chaochao said it was getting late, "Go back to your room and rest early tonight. After breakfast tomorrow morning, I'll ask the driver at home to take you there."

Guan Zhike: “Yeah!”

Jin Chaochao waved to him and turned to go into the house.

Guan Zhike carried the box and tiptoed back to the room.

He looked at the medicinal herbs in the box, all of which were hundred-year-old ginseng.

…

Ever since sending Guan Zhike to Jin Chaochao, Guan Zhu has been worried.

She was worried that Guan Zhike and Jin Chaochao would have an unpleasant quarrel, and she was also worried that Guan Zhike would be wronged in the Fu family.

But when he thought about the fate of his two sons, he felt that it was right for the children to suffer some grievances.

After all, as a father, you still care about your son.

But he promised Jin Chaochao that he could not visit or contact him for a year.

So when his son sent him messages asking for help and asking him to take him home, he simply ignored it.

The eldest son he found was hardworking, sensible and motivated. At least he believed that Guan Jingyan was much better than Guan Zhike in terms of interpersonal relationships and talent.

No matter how hard Guan Zhike tries, he can never compare to her excellence.

He was lying in bed, thinking about all sorts of things and unable to fall asleep when his cell phone rang.

Guan Zhike: [Dad, have you ever seen a hundred-year-old ginseng? 】

Guan Zhu: “?”

Guan Zhike: [Is this thing easy to buy? 】

Guan Zhu: “?”

Guan Zhike: [Is it very expensive? 】

The son asked three questions in a row, leaving Guan Zhu confused.

Nowadays, century-old ginseng is indeed rare. Even though the Guan family is a wealthy family, they only have two in their collection.

It is extremely precious and priceless.

This thing can save lives if kept, and it is generally not taken out.

Judging from my son's tone, could it be that he is sick and needs ginseng?

Guan Zhu tried to hold back but couldn't, and replied: [It's not a big deal that it's expensive. Natural hundred-year-old ginseng is almost extinct. I have two at home, which I keep for life-saving purposes. Why are you asking this suddenly? 】

Guan Zhike looked at his father's answer and said nothing more.

He knew that ginseng was valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so precious.

He himself felt that a loser like him was not worthy of such a good thing.

But she never disliked him from the beginning.

Although he kept saying that he wanted him to be a servant, he never treated him differently.

Let him sit at the table and eat with everyone, drink the delicious tea she made, and live in a nice room.

It was true that she despised him for being useless, but she tolerated him in her own way.

Guan Zhike finished his bath in a trance, lay on the bed, blinked in the dark, turned over and hugged the quilt with a smile on his face.

It was a very happy feeling, a fresh feeling he had never experienced in his life.

I have beautiful expectations for the future and am quite satisfied with the present.

*

The next morning.

Guan Zhike got up and prepared to return to the TTG base early.

He thought he got up early, but he didn't know that when he went out, Huo Zheng and Jiang Li were preparing to go jogging in the garden.

Met at the door.

Both of them greeted him.

"I watched your game last night. It was amazing. You were able to play on the court right after arriving. Your mentality was very stable." Jiang Li's smile was particularly bright in the rising sun.

"You have a strong ability to respond, which is your advantage. Come on, Mr. Guan, we are counting on you." Huo Zheng's face has gained weight, his temperament has improved, and he looks noble.

Guan Zhike's heart started pounding and his ears turned red instantly when he was suddenly praised.

He held the box, bowed sincerely to everyone, and then walked away as if running away.

Jiang Li and Huo Zheng smiled knowingly, "I didn't expect that the young master is not used to being praised by others."

Huo Zheng continued, "Then praise me more in the future, and you will get used to it."

Jiang Li laughed like a pig: "You became famous at a young age. You must have been praised a lot when you were young. Unlike me, I have never been praised by anyone. How about you praise me more in the future?"

"You were praised last night. If you are praised again, I am afraid you will float like a balloon." Huo Zheng walked out of the yard, stretched his ankles, and prepared to run.

Jiang Li chuckled, "That's right, I need to keep a low profile."

I don’t know when it started, but they no longer shy away from their shameful past, and even make fun of it as a joke.