☆, Uncle, is this the person you like?
Chu Yaofeng rushed to Chengcheng's school, only to find the teacher's office door open. He silently went inside, where a noisy scene unfolded. A burly man, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, was holding a chubby child with a bruised and swollen face, crying incessantly. His face was ashen, and he was angrily pointing his finger at Chengcheng's nose and cursing, the words spewing from his blood-red mouth reeking of excrement as foul as his own.
Chengcheng sat obediently in the chair, head down, picking at his fingers, as if he couldn't understand what the man was cursing, or perhaps he didn't bother to argue with him. He was a civilized and polite child. His mother said that only people with no manners would say such rude things, and talking back would only insult themselves.
The teacher stood between the man and Chengcheng, protecting the little guy. Her face was covered in spit, and she looked disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly. "Zhuangzhuang's dad, calm down. Whatever it is, let's wait for Gu Jingcheng's parents to arrive before we talk about it, okay?" the young and pretty female teacher kindly advised.
"I'm here." After taking in the whole scene, Chu Yaofeng clenched his fists at his sides, anger gathering between his brows. His eyes, gleaming with murderous intent, swept over the man sharply. Apart from being a bit big, he couldn't find any reason for arrogance in him.
Upon hearing Chu Yaofeng's voice, Chengcheng immediately raised his head in surprise. Just like when they first met, he was wearing a well-tailored black suit with two buttons undone on his white shirt. His tall, well-proportioned figure and cool, handsome face were even more striking. He could easily outshine that big man with just one glance.
"Waaah..." Chengcheng's tears, which she had been holding back, suddenly burst forth at this moment. Her little mouth trembled so much that she looked so aggrieved. When Chu Yaofeng saw Chengcheng like this, his heart ached, as if someone had bullied his child.
Chengcheng ran towards him with her arms outstretched and tears streaming down her face. Chu Yaofeng quickly bent down and hugged his precious darling. Chengcheng hugged his neck tightly, buried her face in his shoulder, and cried pitifully.
Chu Yaofeng was furious. His impression of Chengcheng was that he was bold and optimistic. He was a child who was not scared even when he was thrown into the wolf's den. It was clear that he was not a petty child. It must have been something that made him very sad and wronged that made him cry so much.
Chu Yaofeng took two deep breaths and glared at the burly man with a fierce expression. He glanced sideways at the chubby little boy hiding under his wing. The little boy's face was covered in bruises, his nose was stuffed with tissues, and there were several bloodstains on the front of his white school uniform, probably from a nosebleed. However, the little boy, confident that he had his big father backing him up, actually held his head high and acted like he owned the place. He squinted at Chengcheng arrogantly and proudly, showing no sign of being bullied.
The answer is obvious: the one who was bullied was Chengcheng.
Thinking of this, three lines immediately appeared on Chu Yaofeng's handsome face, and his cold gaze shot towards the teacher who was infatuated with him.
"What exactly happened? I want to hear the truth. If you dare to cover it up or conceal it, I guarantee you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Chu Yaofeng hadn't been this arrogant in a long time.
"Do I even need to explain? Your son is unharmed, but my son is beaten black and blue. It must have been your son who hit my son." The burly man retorted aggressively.
Chengcheng, who was perched on Chu Yaofeng's shoulder, cried even louder.
“Mr. Zhu, that’s not how it is. It was your son Zhuangzhuang who cursed Chengcheng first, and he also hit Chengcheng first, so Chengcheng fought back.” The young female teacher told the truth.
"Impossible. If Zhuangzhuang started it, how could he possibly lose to that brat? I've taught my son how to fight." The big man looked incredulous, then glared hatefully at the father and son in front of him.
Chu Yaofeng's handsome features furrowed as he gently patted Chengcheng's back, his heart filled with tenderness, yet his eyes burned with fierce passion.
Seeing the big man's relentless attitude, the young female teacher felt indignant on behalf of Chengcheng and his son.
Chengcheng is a new student who transferred to Class 1, Grade 1 in Qingyuan yesterday. Chengcheng is well-behaved, cute, and smart, and gets along well with everyone. So, in just one day, he became the most popular boy in the class among the girls. Today, many girls gave Chengcheng gifts, and they surrounded him, chatting and laughing. Among them, Zhuangzhuang, a chubby boy, had a crush on a girl who also liked Chengcheng. She gave Chengcheng a box of chocolates. When Zhuangzhuang saw this, he harbored resentment towards Chengcheng, feeling that Chengcheng had stolen the girl he liked. In front of the whole class, he called Chengcheng a bastard without a father and even slammed Chengcheng's head against the table. Chengcheng could no longer tolerate him and fought back.
"Hmph, Zhu Zhuangzhuang, you deserve it. If you don't apologize to Chengcheng, I'll never play with you again." The pretty girl Zhu Zhuangzhuang had a crush on came to the teacher's office to testify on Chengcheng's behalf.
Zhu Zhuangzhuang, who had been looking smug, immediately admitted his mistake after hearing the little girl's warning. "Dad, I was the one who scolded him first, and I was the one who hit him first." As he spoke, he looked at Chengcheng, lowered his head and murmured, "I'm sorry, Gu Jingcheng. I will never scold you again, and I will never hit you again."
Chengcheng wiped the tears from her little face, turned to look at Zhu Zhuangzhuang who had admitted his mistake, pursed her lips, and remained silent.
The little girl looked at Chengcheng with a sweet smile, "Chengcheng, is he your dad? He's so handsome. When Chengcheng grows up, he'll definitely be a super handsome guy too."
Chengcheng glanced at Uncle Chu, finally smiled, and said proudly, "Yes, he's my dad. Don't we look alike?"
"Yes. It's like it, it's incredibly like it." The pretty girl nodded vigorously.
The teacher nodded unconsciously. It really was incredibly similar; they looked like they were made from the same mold.
Chengcheng's little face blossomed into a smile, and her eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.
Chu Yaofeng looked over, his gaze intense, and raised an eyebrow. Cheng Cheng's radiant smile immediately froze, her heart pounding wildly. Her large, almond-shaped eyes, glistening with tears, seemed to be begging the older man not to give her away.
Chu Yaofeng raised his hand and gently patted his head a few times, seemingly checking for any bumps on his head.
No, he breathed a sigh of relief, took a few tissues from the table and wiped Chengcheng's tears from his face, then gently pinched his nose and said, "Spit out your snot, it's not good if it flows into your mouth."
Chengcheng grinned sheepishly and blew hard through his nose.
Zhu Zhuangzhuang was incredibly envious of how much Chengcheng's father loved him. His own father would only yell at him and even beat him violently when things didn't go his way. He longed to have a loving and caring father like Chengcheng's.
"I don't care who started it, they beat my son like this, they have to pay for his medical expenses." The big man was completely unreasonable.
Chu Yaofeng raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at him calmly, "How much do you want?"
"two thousand."
Two thousand is not too much to spend, but it has to be worth more than it should be. Chu Yaofeng slowly put Chengcheng down, stretched his muscles, put his right hand diagonally into his pocket, and walked leisurely towards the big man.
The burly man swallowed. Even though the man in front of him wasn't as tall or as muscular, the aura emanating from him was enough to intimidate him. He was incredibly nervous, his face showing a hint of panic, and his eyes flickered as he said, "Two thousand... if you think that's too much..."
“No, I think two thousand is too little,” Chu Yaofeng said with a smile as he stopped in front of him.
"..." The big man didn't quite understand what he was saying. What did he mean by "not enough"?
Chu Yaofeng took out his bulging wallet, which looked like it was about to burst, opened it, and pulled out a large stack of brand-new hundred-yuan bills. He had withdrawn five thousand yuan while driving past a bank. His experience of not being able to come up with three times his salary last time told him that sometimes cash was more useful than a credit card. "Here's five thousand yuan, it's all yours, do you want it?"
"Yes, yes, yes." The big guy nodded hurriedly, snatched the money from his hand, and the first thing he did was check whether the money was real or counterfeit.
The female teacher was stunned. What did Chengcheng's father mean? Did he have too much money to spend, or was he just too kind to be so generous?
When Chengcheng saw Uncle Chu narrow his burning eyes, he felt a chill and knew what was about to happen. He reached out and pulled little Zhu Zhuangzhuang over.
"Bang……"
"ah……"
Everyone, including Chengcheng, was petrified.
Such speed! In the blink of an eye, the huge, massive body was kicked out of the window. The glass rattled loudly, and the entire ground shook as if an earthquake had struck.
……………………………………
Chu Yaofeng asked Chengcheng for half a day off. After leaving school and getting into the Hummer, Chu Yaofeng turned to the little guy sitting in the passenger seat and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"Eat." Chengcheng was supposed to go to lunch after receiving his mother's call at noon, but Zhu Zhuangzhuang called him a bastard in the cafeteria, ruining his appetite, so he was still hungry.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Chu Yaofeng frowned. What was wrong with that lousy school? It was so late and they still hadn't fed the kids. Did they want to die?
"Mmm." Chengcheng nodded pitifully, his eyes pleading. "Uncle, can you treat me to KFC? I haven't had it in ages." His mom said fast food is junk food and wouldn't let him eat it, but he really wanted to.
"Okay." Smiling, Chu Yaofeng patted his head and started the engine while asking, "Aren't you a backpacker? How come you're studying here?"
Chengcheng had already prepared an excuse and readily agreed, saying, "My mom was sent here by their head office to be a manager, so I came with her. Mom said she'll stay here for at least three to five years, so of course I'll study here."
I see.
"Chengcheng." He glanced at him briefly.
Chengcheng was touching things all over his car like a curious child, as if he had discovered something fun.
Can you perform magic tricks?
"Huh?" It's impossible not to be surprised. Did the uncle recognize him that day?
"No." He firmly denied it, refusing to admit it even if it meant death. "I've only ever seen other people perform magic tricks."
"Really not?" That little boy really looked like him that day. Although only his eyes and a small mouth were visible, the uncanny resemblance made Chu Yaofeng have no choice but to be suspicious.
"Uncle, do you think I have any reason to lie to you?" Chengcheng put on an innocent and naive look.
"Maybe I'm seeing things," Chu Yaofeng murmured.
Chengcheng turned his head to look out the window, playfully stuck out his tongue, and exclaimed, "Wow, even though he's wearing a mask, the uncle still recognized him! It seems the uncle really has a deep impression of him. It's no wonder he thinks so highly of the uncle. I'm so touched!"
Although it was past lunchtime, the KFC was still packed with people, with long lines of customers ordering food.
Chu Yaofeng, holding Chengcheng's little hand, entered the room and quickly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Chengcheng kept shaking his little head from side to side. Chu Yaofeng noticed this and asked, a little puzzled, "What are you looking at?"
"Uncle, are you sure we're at a KFC, not a comedy shop?" Chengcheng blinked her dreamy big eyes.
After hearing his explanation, Chu Yaofeng frowned slightly and looked around. Sure enough, just as the little guy had said, the women were all showing their gleaming white teeth, and even he felt like he had wandered into the wrong place.
Fortunately, he was used to women flirting with him on the street and was used to ignoring them. He took Chengcheng's hand and walked to the queue at the food counter.
Having lived for thirty years, this was the first time Chu Yaofeng had ever queued to order food. No matter where he ate, he always had priority.
This place is no exception. He only needs to make a phone call and have his secretary contact their manager. Within three minutes, the manager will definitely come over to greet him warmly.
But today he didn't want to make things special. His hands were warm, and his heart was warm too. He just held Chengcheng's little hand and waited for an hour without feeling that it was too long.
The people ahead of them ordered very quickly, or so Chu Yaofeng thought; it felt like only a few minutes had passed before it was their turn.
Chu Yaofeng stood in front of the counter with Chengcheng in his hand. He handed the menu to Chengcheng, who looked like a little adult, saying with an air of composure, "I want this, this, this, and this... Hmm, that's about it. What about you?"
"I'd like a cup of coffee."
After ordering, the two looked up at the same time and saw the waitress staring at them in disbelief, seemingly stunned by their striking resemblance or perhaps mesmerized by their handsome appearance.
Chu Yaofeng's handsome face darkened, and he coughed impatiently.
Chengcheng then winked at the waitress, hoping she would give him more fries.
She looked at Chengcheng, blinked, then rubbed her eyes. Suddenly, her eyes sparkled with hearts, and she looked incredibly happy. "Kawaii..."
Chengcheng smiled, his eyes crinkling, while Chu Yaofeng wore a sour face, as if his most precious possession had been coveted by someone else. "You brat, you can smile so sweetly at anyone. I really want to hide you away and only allow you to smile at me from now on."
"Miss, are you still going to do business?" Chu Yaofeng finally lost his patience and pointed to an empty seat on the side, speaking to Chengcheng with obvious jealousy. "Go wait for me over there."
"Oh." Chengcheng seemed oblivious to his unhappy expression, nodded obediently, and sat down properly.
The waitress realized that he had deliberately sent the little one away.
My reluctant gaze followed the little guy's departing figure until he disappeared around the corner.
She turned back and glared resentfully at Chu Yaofeng, wanting to draw a circle and curse him!
Chu Yaofeng seemed to know that the waitress was plotting against him, and he sneered inwardly, "I'm not afraid of you."
Chengcheng ordered a family bucket, two servings of fried chicken wings, two servings of shrimp balls, two chicken leg burgers, and a Coke.
There was a lot of food, and Chu Yaofeng didn't want to see the waitress's constipated face again, so he insisted on carrying two trays over at once. If you didn't see his suit and his air of wealth, he would look no different from a restaurant waitress.
That pose is top-notch.
Chengcheng rested her chin on her hand, watching Uncle Chu's performance with a bright smile. If this scene were captured by paparazzi, it would definitely be headline news in the entertainment section.
It's hilarious in an extraordinary way.
Chengcheng guessed that this was probably the first time Uncle Chu had ever condescended to do so!
It feels so good to be served by an older man, hahaha!
Chengcheng grabbed a chicken wing and took a big bite. He was starving. Table manners are for outsiders, not for family. Chengcheng ate big bites, his cheeks puffed out, and with a blush like peach blossoms in March on his cheeks, he looked extremely cute.
"Eat slowly!" Chu Yaofeng instructed, inserting the straw and placing the cola in front of him.
He just couldn't understand why his child would like this kind of junk food, which has no nutritional value at all.
I ate a French fry, then grimaced in disgust. It was awful!
His appetite has become too picky; this kind of food is not for Chu Yaofeng.
"Chengcheng, aren't you afraid of indigestion if you eat so much?"
"I'm not afraid." Chengcheng said, his mouth full of chicken wing, "I'll eat half and pack the other half."
"Does your mother also like to eat this kind of junk food?" Chu Yaofeng suddenly thought of a certain woman who loved sweets. If it were a woman with this habit in the past, he would have scoffed and said it was childish. But now he wouldn't. Women and children are no different; they both need a man's love and care.
"No, I'm handsome."
"Oh." Chu Yaofeng then remembered the burly wolf. "Has it grown any bigger?"
“Yes, Shuai Shuai has grown a lot recently.” Cheng Cheng spread out her arms and gestured.
Chu Yaofeng smiled, "I want to go see it."
He also wanted to check on Chengcheng's current living conditions. He was really worried about Chengcheng's living conditions, wondering if they were too difficult for him to attend such an ordinary school.
Logically speaking, if his mother was a district manager, her salary shouldn't be low, and finding her a prestigious school wouldn't be difficult. Why did she have to send him to such an ordinary school? Moreover, the little guy looked like he hadn't eaten for days, so he felt... Chengcheng was lying.
He didn't want the little guy to treat him like an outsider; if he really had any difficulties, he could tell him the truth.
He would help him unconditionally whenever he needed it.
Just like today, he called to ask for help, and no matter where he was, he would appear in front of him as quickly as possible, acting as his guardian angel.
A fleeting look of surprise crossed the little guy's face, and he said with a hint of regret, "Next time."
He can only bring the man home after his relationship with his mother is confirmed; otherwise, if his mother finds out about his relationship with the older man, she'll definitely kill him.
He has a strong family background and doesn't want that piece of land to die young.
Chu Yaofeng was unaware of Chengcheng's concerns and thought he was being wary of him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Uncle," the little guy said, finishing a chicken wing and licking his hands, a gleam of excitement in his eyes, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Why do you ask that?" Chu Yaofeng curled his thin, sexy lips into a smile. "Are you going to introduce me to someone?"
"Yes, Uncle, you're so smart!" Chengcheng nodded vigorously, her face full of admiration. In her heart, however, she was thinking about promoting her mom, which wasn't shameful.
Tell me about it.
Are you interested?
"Anyway, I'm single, so what's the harm in listening?" As she said the word "single," Gu Li's image inexplicably popped into her mind again, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.
"I know an auntie. She has a bit of a temper, but she's all bark and no bite. She's very beautiful, has a great figure, can do laundry, can cook, and is very caring. She's about 27 or 28 years old, works hard without complaint, and is a really, really good person. I'm only introducing her to you because you're a good person too, Uncle. I wouldn't introduce such a good auntie to anyone else as a wife. I'd rather keep her for myself."
Chengcheng shamelessly tried to sell his mother to him, since everything he said was true. He could do the laundry and cooking, so it was the same thing, buy one get one free.
Chu Yaofeng stared at him intently with his deep eyes, as if he was hesitating or doubting something, and remained silent for a long time.
I understand. Marriage is not a game. He has considered it, which means he is interested. One of Chengcheng's many good qualities is his patience. He thinks about his own things and eats his own food.
"Keep it," Chu Yaofeng said after a long pause, his face grim and his brows furrowed.
Why did the woman Chengcheng was talking about feel so familiar to him... so familiar that it made him feel apprehensive?
"Why don't you like it?" Chengcheng suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened, and the French fry she was holding in her mouth fell out.
"If she's really as good as you say, why isn't she married by the time she's twenty-seven or twenty-eight? Leftover women are like leftovers, they're bound to be discarded. You're trying to trick me."
Ugh—Chengcheng really wanted to spit Coke in his face. Countless people were pursuing his mom, it's just that his mom didn't like them.
"You don't want to, you really don't want to, you really, really don't want to." Chengcheng asked several times in a row, and Chu Yaofeng's answer was always nodding, nodding, and nodding again.
Chengcheng has a headache; he's not afraid of comparing goods, he's just afraid of not knowing what's good for him.
Uncle, you can't even be interested in such an outstanding woman? Do you like Sister Feng?
Your taste is terrible, I despise you!!!
Chengcheng pouted, gave a grumpy look, and after taking a sip of cola, she suddenly realized, "Uncle, do you have someone you like?"
Chu Yaofeng's lips twitched; he hadn't expected this clever child to think so quickly.
"No." He would never admit it, even if you beat him to death.
Chengcheng smiled slyly, looking like she knew exactly what was going on.
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