As Chu Liyue carried Xiao Wujie down the stairs, Chu Mingcheng, Bai Jingxuan, and Xiao Qianshan sat facing each other.
They seemed to have been talking for a long time, and Xiao Qianshan, leaning on his cane, bowed slightly to the two of them.
Thank you.
Chu Mingcheng's expression changed, and he quickly reached out to help.
Xiao Qianshan was already ninety years old, and his status was extraordinary. Even though he was the head of the Chu family, he could not accept Xiao Qianshan's bow.
At that moment, they all heard the commotion coming from upstairs and looked toward the stairs.
There, Chu Liyue stood like a goddess stepping out of a painting, wearing a brocade red dress beneath her suit jacket, her beauty as radiant as flames.
Her features exuded a cold and aloof elegance, with a frost-like light flowing in her eyes, yet when she touched the person in her arms, it transformed into tender affection and lingering love.
Xiao Wujie was held in her arms, his arms around her neck. His eyes were filled with tears, his thin lips were slightly swollen, and his gaze trembled and darted away, revealing a unique shy charm.
Chu Liyue raised an eyebrow, her gaze filled with doting affection. Xiao Wujie was wearing a red sweater and white casual pants, which she had chosen for him.
Xiao Wujie has been seriously ill lately, and his face is too pale. She wanted him to wear something brighter to make him look more energetic.
She not only picked out the clothes, but she even held them and dressed them for me.
Because she woke me up in the morning, my little one was so spoiled that he just stayed in her arms and wouldn't move an inch. She had to coax and pamper him.
She had just pulled off his pajamas when he started seducing her relentlessly, until she kissed him until he was weak and almost cried and begged for mercy.
She loves to flirt, and she's easily charmed; she blushes every time and begs for forgiveness, hiding in her arms.
A typical example of someone who's bad at games but loves to play.
Her eyes gleamed with undisguised joy. She lowered her head and lightly pecked his lips, then picked him up and gracefully walked downstairs.
Downstairs, Bai Jingxuan watched this scene, unable to suppress the maternal smile on her face.
The two babies are such a perfect match, so wonderful.
Even Xiao Qianshan and Chu Mingcheng, whose faces had been cold and stern for many years, unconsciously softened their stern features.
Chu Liyue carried Xiao Wujie steadily down the stairs. Noticing Xiao Qianshan and the others' gazes, Xiao Wujie's cheeks flushed, and he lightly tugged at Chu Liyue's collar:
"Sister, put me down."
Chu Liyue's brows twitched slightly, but she still followed his wishes and put him down.
Before Xiao Wujie could speak, Bai Jingxuan smiled and said:
"Baby, did you sleep well?"
Xiao Wujie nervously clenched his fingers, his eyes darting away as he replied:
"You slept well, Aunt Jing."
Chu Liyue wrapped her arms around Xiao Wujie's waist, her palms protecting his lower abdomen, and spoke coldly to the imposing Xiao Qianshan:
"Grandpa, let's go."
Xiao Qianshan had just nodded when Bai Jingxuan quickly and carefully interjected:
"Liyue, let the baby eat something before you leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, a look of heartache and complex emotions welled up in Chu Liyue's cold and desolate eyes.
How could she forget that Xiao Wujie hadn't eaten anything when he woke up? She tried to coax him to eat something, but he couldn't.
When Xiao Wujie first woke up, he couldn't stand the oily smell of the food because he hadn't eaten for a long time and couldn't eat.
Just when he was starting to recover, he fell ill like this. The medication was irritating his stomach, and the lesions were starting to compress his nerves. He was vomiting everything he ate and was only kept alive by nutritional supplements.
He couldn't eat a single grain of rice and had no strength at all, so she didn't even dare let him go downstairs alone, for fear that he would fall because he was too weak.
Only after losing something do you realize how precious it is. Given Xiao Wujie's current situation, any accident could have irreversible consequences, so she can only protect him with utmost care.
She sincerely hoped that this trip to Lingnan would go smoothly, allowing her to help him escape his suffering and start anew.
Chu Liyue didn't speak, but judging from her expression, Bai Jingxuan could roughly guess what was going on.
Her eyes were stinging with sadness and helplessness. Her lips moved slightly, and she was so distressed that she didn't know what to say.
Xiao Qianshan's expression remained unchanged, but the fingers gripping his cane slowly tightened, and his gaze became increasingly deep and unfathomable.
He could tell that Xiao Wujie was very ill, to the point that he couldn't even eat.
A maid carrying the silver box that Chu Liyue had packed stood behind Chu Liyue. With everything ready, they didn't hesitate any longer and turned to walk out.
The departure point is the Chu family's private airport. After negotiations between the two parties, the Xiao family's plane will land at the Chu family's airport and take them directly to the Xiao family's location.
Yunmo, Chuwan, Chu Nanfeng, Leng Ruxue, and even Chu Yuntian came to see them off.
The chill of spring had not yet dissipated, and the howling wind still carried a penetrating cold.
Chu Yuntian looked at Xiao Qianshan in front of him with an unprecedentedly solemn expression.
Xiao Qianshan was more than ten years older than him. Young people didn't know him, but among their generation, Xiao Qianshan was an absolute legend.
Facing the old patriarch who had already relinquished power and retired, Xiao Qianshan was extremely polite. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two old men, whose combined age was nearly two hundred, turned their attention to the plane.
There, everyone else had already said their goodbyes, but Bai Jingxuan, with red eyes, was still giving Chu Liyue and Xiao Wujie endless instructions, as if she had so much to say.
Chu Yuntian looked helpless, shook his head with a wry smile: "Jingxuan is a loving mother, I'm sorry to have made Brother Xiao laugh."
Xiao Qianshan, leaning on his cane, his white hair fluttering, gently shook his head: "Madam Chu is a good mother, that's good."
While he was chatting with Chu Mingcheng and Bai Jingxuan at the manor, although the two were extremely polite, they made no attempt to conceal their protectiveness towards Xiao Wujie.
It made his own grandfather seem like he was robbing someone on the way, stealing his lover away.
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