The hand that had been reaching for his chest instantly turned away, instead taking Cheng Pingxi's arm in its place. Her slightly reddened eyes were filled with maternal love and tenderness, and she smiled gently and generously.
Mother Wu said softly, "My child, I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to truly be willing to embrace me."
When he saw a single tear slide down the corner of the woman's eye as she turned away.
Cheng Pingxi felt a pang of pain in his heart as he wondered how such a clichéd plot could happen to him.
The pain was brief and intense, so faint that he quickly ignored it.
This was the first time Wu Yue had seen her not-so-girlish adoptive mother and her somewhat reserved adoptive father.
Some people enjoyed the meal very much, while others did not.
Afterwards, Mr. and Mrs. Wu went to pay the bill.
Song Congbo, carrying his bag, walked to Cheng Pingxi's side and said, "I'll go get the car. Get ready and wait for me at the door."
"Um."
...
Finally, only Wu Yue and Cheng Pingxi remained in the private room.
The girl walked over with a math test paper, her smile fading, and said coldly, "I can tell you don't want to acknowledge us."
Cheng Pingxi raised an eyebrow, deliberately provoking her: "Today's meeting is just a notification in my schedule."
"Then you'd better play the whole act, or you won't get a single piece of the inheritance."
Wu Yue glanced at him, feigning fierceness, and threatened, "I'm a violent person. I'd rather use my fists than talk nonsense. If you make my parents unhappy, you might end up like that peeled crayfish in the trash can on the table, understand?"
A girl in a white dress, with a cute and innocent face, is threatening me in a cocky tone. How funny is that?
Cheng Pingxi suppressed a laugh, stood up from his seat, and strode over to Wu Yue.
At 1.85 meters tall, Wu Aotian appeared extremely petite.
Wu Yue wasn't sure what this guy was up to, so she held her head high, her expression wary and cold.
The girl instinctively tried to back away, but suddenly a large hand slapped her on the back of the head. A clear, deep, pleasant voice, with an elegant and noble quality, said, "I'm leaving. Are you going to stay and clean up?"
The pressure was just right, neither too light nor too heavy, neither painful nor itchy. It felt like scratching the chin of a fluffy little dog.
Wu Yue stared at Cheng Pingxi's back as she followed him out the door. In those few short steps, she was already planning in her mind how to put a sack over his head and beat him into a pig's head.
[Wu Yue: How dare you slap the back of my head, Wu Aotian's head? You foolish human!]
[Hahaha, the previous version of "The Witch God" wasn't that silly!]
She only knows how to offer incense and make prayers to the stingray.
[Oh, I can picture it now!]
I'm going to be laughed to death by you guys sooner or later.
Surprisingly... this brother and sister are quite... harmonious?
Before leaving, Wu Juemin added Cheng Pingxi on WeChat and then pulled him into a family WeChat group for the four of them.
To avoid being recognized by fans and causing a commotion, Cheng Pingxi quickly got into the car driven by Song Congbo as soon as he left the restaurant.
The car window rolled down, and he said goodbye to Wu Juemin and his wife somewhat awkwardly. Finally, he also generously gave Wu Yue a glance.
The car sped away.
Wu Yue was deeply shocked to see her parents' eyes glued to Cheng Pingxi as he walked away!
Why did she feel a sense of loss, a sense of melancholy that her parents were about to be shared with someone else?
Good heavens! Is she possessed?
Yes, yes, it must be because I've been dealing with ghosts too much lately and it's been too tiring.
Just then, Yan Chiyu called, interrupting Wu Yue's thoughts.
"Hello?"
"Where are you? I'll come pick you up. I'm just passing by a bubble tea shop. What would you like to drink? I'll get it for you."
Wait, what's with this gentle and natural conversation?! The unexpected boyfriend-like tone made Wu Yue a little flustered.
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