Qiao Jiabao's little face suddenly became nervous, but he kept trying to control his facial expression and nodded obediently at Cen Juan.
Seeing Qiao Jiabao so obedient, Cen Juan touched his head with great satisfaction.
"My dear son, this is my dear son." Cen Juan smiled with satisfaction, but she didn't know that the dear son in her eyes was not willing to be controlled by her at all. Instead, he was thinking about protecting Jiang Ranran and the entire orphanage.
As she was talking, Cen Juan called the servants over and asked them to prepare a big meal for Qiao Jiabao. She then asked Qiao Jiabao kindly, "Son, what would you like to eat?"
At this moment, Qiao Jiabao had no appetite at all, but he didn't dare to say it directly, so he could only open his mouth tentatively: "Mom, I'm so tired and sleepy, can we go back to the room directly?"
The smile on Cen Juan's face froze, but she quickly adjusted herself. "Of course, then go back to your room and talk to you when you're hungry."
She seems amiable, but in fact, she will get angry if Qiao Jiabao does something that does not meet her expectations.
Qiao Jiabao looked at Cen Juan's face nervously, and when he saw that she didn't have an attack, he obediently went back to his room.
Led by the servants, Qiao Jiabao walked into a luxurious room. Everything in the room, from the bed to the furniture, was expensive. There was even a starry sky ceiling like the one in a Rolls-Royce. Cen Juan had taken great pains to please him.
But none of these things are what Qiao Jiabao really wants.
Lying on the big bed that Cen Juan prepared for Qiao Jiabao, looking at the dreamy starry sky, Qiao Jiabao's head was filled with the night sky of the orphanage, the love and care that Jiang Ranran and Zhao Xiaocui gave him, and those beautiful moments.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but shed tears, but Qiao Jiabao wiped them away stubbornly.
Now that you have made your choice, you can’t cry…
After finally making it to night, Qiao Jiabao finally felt hungry. Coincidentally, at this time, Cen Juan sent someone to call him to eat.
There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Jiabao trembled uncontrollably. A hint of vigilance immediately appeared in his eyes. He walked to the door and opened it carefully. He saw a servant standing at the door, bowing respectfully to Qiao Jiabao: "Master, Madam asked you to come downstairs for dinner."
Qiao Jiabao felt a little uncomfortable with the title of "Young Master", although the servants also called him that when he was in the Qiao family before.
He nodded, then followed the servant downstairs and came to the magnificent restaurant on the first floor. He sat opposite Cen Juan. He seemed a little restrained, and his whole body felt uncomfortable as if it was tied up.
Seeing that he was sitting so far away, Cen Juan's expression froze. She patted the seat next to her and said, "Jiabao, why are you sitting so far away from Mommy? Come closer."
After hearing this, Qiao Jiabao felt like it was a curse. He couldn't refuse, nor did he dare to refuse.
Qiao Jiabao stood up like a walking corpse, walked towards Cen Juan step by step, and then sat down obediently beside her. His stomach, which had been growling with hunger just now, had lost consciousness due to tension and fear.
"See if these dishes suit your taste. Mom asked the servants to make them according to the dishes you liked before." Cen Juan looked at the table full of delicious dishes, and there was a sense of accomplishment in her eyes. Even though they had been separated for a long time, she still remembered clearly what her son liked to eat. She was really a good mother.
Qiao Jiabao opened his eyelids and glanced at the delicious dishes, his gaze not even staying on them for a second.
"I like it very much. Thank you, Mom." Qiao Jiabao murmured as if he was just doing his job.
But Cen Juan was not someone to be trifled with. She looked at Qiao Jiabao coldly, "But Mommy can't see that you're happy. You don't seem to like it? It's okay. If you don't like it, you can just tell Mommy directly. It seems that Mommy doesn't understand you anymore. You've changed..."
This set of rhetoric immediately put a accusation on Qiao Jiabao, and Qiao Jiabao's heart couldn't help but hang in his throat again.
"I really like it, Mom. I can't wait. How about we start eating now?" Qiao Jiabao forced himself to raise his head, look at Cen Juan, and smile at her, but he didn't know that Qiao Jiabao's smile was uglier than crying.
Fortunately, Cen Juan did not continue to correct Qiao Jiabao's expression, but instead said in a flattering manner: "Well, let's eat. Eat more."
Qiao Jiabao picked up the chopsticks and reached towards the dish closest to him. He didn't even look at what it was before stuffing it into his mouth, chewing it like a chewing machine.
It was not until a slight bitterness rose in his mouth that he focused on the food in his mouth.
It turned out that he had stuffed a flower, which was used to decorate the dish, into his mouth.
He quickly spat it out, but he felt a cold gaze staring at him sternly from behind his head. He subconsciously turned around and met Cen Juan's serious gaze that seemed to want to kill someone.
"What's wrong? Are your days in the orphanage so hard? Jiang Ranran and the others just let you eat these things? How come you have fallen so low that you even eat this kind of thing?" Cen Juan's words were like a barrage of cannons, bombarding Qiao Jiabao.
Qiao Jiabao's face turned pale in an instant. He had a premonition that Cen Juan was really going to be angry this time.
"No, I didn't pay attention just now. Sorry, Mom, I was distracted..." Qiao Jiabao knew that being stubborn would not solve the problem. Now his best way to ease Cen Juan's anger was to actively and sincerely admit his mistake.
But Cen Juan didn't buy it. Instead, she stood up and pointed at Qiao Jiabao's nose and asked, "I've tolerated you for a long time. Ever since you came back from the orphanage, you've been absent-minded. I know you must still be thinking about them, right?!"
Cen Juan finally spoke out what was in her heart, breathing deeply and her eyes widened in anger.
"I didn't..." Qiao Jiabao tried to deny it, but he soon found out that he was wrong. The more he denied, the more suspicious Cen Juan became.
"How dare you lie?!" Cen Juan grabbed Qiao Jiabao by the collar.
Qiao Jiabao was frightened by this sudden action and couldn't help trembling all over.
"It must be Jiang Ranran and the others who taught you bad things! I will teach you a lesson today!" Cen Juan said, putting Qiao Jiabao on the dining table, lifting his clothes, then taking a rattan stick from the wall behind, and started to whip Qiao Jiabao on the back!
"Ah!" Qiao Jiabao felt a burning pain on his back and couldn't help but scream.
The louder he screamed, the harder Cen Juan beat him.
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