She lowered her head, her straight hair just covering half of her face. The spotlight above her shone on her head, and a silhouette appeared and disappeared in the interplay of light and shadow. If you just lowered your head, you could see the hatred emanating from her eyes spreading little by little until it would devour you.
The two led Su Yuxi upstairs. The waiter who led the way seemed to be used to this kind of scene. He led the three to the suite without looking at them and then left quietly.
Fu Huaijin carried the woman to the sofa and slowly put her down. But as soon as he let go, the woman pressed herself against him again, clinging to him tightly with both hands, sniffing his scent to gauge his level of danger.
"Grandpa? Grandpa?... "
When Su Yuxi got drunk, her voice became unusually soft and sweet, like a little kitten, delicate and charming enough to stir the heartstrings of others. However, this time her murmured tone was filled with doubt, clearly indicating that she was beginning to have some suspicions about the person in front of her.
Fu Huaijin's face was calm and composed, his eyes clear, a glint of shrewdness hidden beneath. Realizing she might be regaining consciousness, he reached out and grasped her arm, staring into her hazy eyes, his voice gentle and soothing: "Su Yuxi..."
"No, no." Su Yuxi shook her head like a rattle drum. In her memory, her grandfather didn't call her that. Calling her by her full name was only possible if she caused a terrible disaster.
Fu Huaijin recalled the form of address she had emphasized that day; the words still echoed in her ears, and the expression on her face began to crack little by little.
Seeing that the woman in his arms was about to fall asleep, he took a deep breath, silently building a defense line in his heart. With a restrained expression, he gently parted his thin lips and said, "Little... Xixi."
He heard muffled laughter coming from the side, and he looked up and glared at Chu Juan, who was suppressing his laughter.
Chu Juan touched the tip of his nose and looked away.
Su Yuxi nodded in satisfaction. She seemed to have found a familiar feeling again, her voice full of longing and attachment: "Grandma, I miss you so much. When will you let me come home? I'm having a terrible time out there, sob sob sob. They all bully me. My sisters are right, the men out there are no good people. They're fickle and promiscuous, they're so filthy! I want to go home, sob sob sob..."
"Don't worry, I'll save up 10 billion soon... I'll give you all the money then, okay... I'll eat fewer chickens in the future, and I'll raise chickens myself. I'll raise lots and lots of chickens..." She seemed to have a thousand words to say, pouring out her grievances, her tears soaking the clothes of the man in front of her.
The two gleaned some information from her fragmented words: the reason she didn't spend her money was to give to someone named Ah Zu, and she could only go home after earning 10 billion.
She had many grievances against Lu Yunzhou, but she kept them to herself for the sake of her money.
But none of this mattered to them.
“Little Xixi…” Fu Huaijin called her softly, interrupting her grievances. His cool hand gently stroked her long hair. Seeing her head arch comfortably, he felt the time was right and said quietly, “Grandpa has a question for you. Will you answer honestly?”
They didn't know who this Azu was, but judging from Su Yuxi's tone, he must be someone she trusted and relied on very much. They could use this as a starting point, and perhaps they could get the answer they wanted.
"Mmm..." Su Yuxi hugged the person tighter and responded softly. She could no longer control her consciousness and answered whatever the person above her asked.
Fu Huaijin glanced back at Chu Juan, his nose twitching, his eyes filled with complex emotions. After mentally preparing himself, he finally asked the question that had been bothering him for so long: "Xiao Xixi, do you remember when you were seven or eight years old, you saved a little boy in the jungle of Yun City?"
That memory was a hidden reef he never wanted to touch again, a forbidden place deep in his soul. Now, he was only extracting a little bit, and his entire body began to tremble uncontrollably. The terrible memory was like an endless vine that wrapped around him little by little, making it hard for him to breathe. His pupils contracted and dilated repeatedly, and the person in his arms was gradually tightened.
"Ugh, it hurts... Let go," Su Yuxi frowned, struggled uncomfortably for a moment, and made a sound of dissatisfaction.
Chu Juan noticed his unusual behavior, quickly went up and patted him, calling out loudly, "Huai Jin... Huai Jin..."
Fu Huaijin snapped back to reality, realizing he had almost lost control. He wiped away the cold sweat that had just broken out, trying to relax. He placed his palm on her face and began to coax her gently: "Xiao Xixi... answer the question I just asked you."
Su Yuxi squinted, trying to see the person in front of her clearly, but it was still blurry. She shook her head vigorously, thinking about the question he had just asked.
She had no recollection of what she did when she was seven or eight years old.
"I don't remember."
Fu Huaijin's dark pupils surged with an unfathomable undercurrent, as if something was about to burst forth, but he suppressed it with all his might: "Think again, have you ever rescued a seven or eight-year-old boy covered in wounds in the jungles of the border?"
He described the time, place, and people so clearly that if she had ulterior motives for appearing, she would likely accept it.
Su Yuxi's pink face was filled with confusion. By the time she remembered, ten minutes had passed.
“Grandma, that was clearly more than twenty years ago. How can you say it happened when I was seven or eight years old?” When she was seven or eight, she hadn’t yet taken human form. She was running all over the mountains every day. Where could she go to save people?
Fu Huaijin tightened his grip on her face, his voice tinged with urgency: "Yes, it happened more than twenty years ago, so did you save her...?"
Su Yuxi slapped his hand away uncomfortably, buried her head in his chest, and muttered softly, "Grandpa, didn't I tell you before?"
"He was peeping at me while I was showering, that's why I grabbed him, but he was badly injured and is about to die."
“I stole your medicine and cured him, then I beat him up before throwing him out.”
“Ah Zu, I really only beat him up. Oh, no, I have a little secret I haven’t told you.”
She chuckled foolishly, looked up and leaned close to his ear, whispering, "I also bit him."
She pointed to her bottom: "It's right here. I bit it until it bled, but he didn't make a sound. He didn't even flinch."
After hearing her words, Fu Huaijin's breathing became rapid, his heart beat faster and faster, his fists clenched tightly, and his scalp tingled slightly. He could feel as if something had broken through his brain nerves, and some fragmented and blurry images floated into his mind. These images were both familiar and strange.
Suddenly... he smiled, the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes revealing a sinister and eerie look.
Actually, he had dreamt of some images before, but they were too blurry and would disappear completely as soon as he woke up, so he was never sure. Now that she said it, he can basically conclude that she was not lying.
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