☆, Chapter 163 Adoption
"I know, I want to help you, but I can't see Xing Huan right now, and..." Xi Ying took two steps forward and stood behind him, "Will you really marry me to Xing Yucheng when you become president?"
"What else?" Xing Shaojin glanced at her and twitched his lips. "When I have the power, my eldest brother will marry whomever I tell him to. Since you want to marry him so much, how could I treat you unfairly?"
Xing Huan gritted his teeth when he heard this, and in excitement, he grabbed a leaf from the tree.
In her previous life, she never understood why Xi Ying always slandered Xing Yucheng in front of her. Later, when she learned the truth about her father's death, she just thought that she was instructed by Xing Shaojin.
Now it seems that it was out of jealousy.
Because he could marry Xing Yucheng, but she couldn't.
If Xing Yucheng becomes president in the future, he can marry many wives according to the constitution, but no matter how many wives he marries, Xi Ying will not be the one he chooses.
To take a step back, even if Xing Yucheng was willing to marry Xi Ying, Xi Ying could not compete with the possible "three thousand concubines" in terms of beauty or inner qualities.
Therefore, it would be better to prevent Xing Yucheng from becoming president and become part of the same corrupt society as Xing Shaojin.
Xing Huan always thought that if you like someone, you will treat him well and think about him, but he never expected that someone's love could be so despicable.
Over there, the two of them talked about some things that were not presentable. Xing Huan didn't think there was anything important in what they were saying, and was about to quietly leave when he heard Xing Shaojin's suggestion.
"I think you should just pass on a message and say... that Xi Yan fell ill in prison and couldn't get proper medical treatment. If anything happens to him, Xing Huan will never know what happened to her father again. She'll be so anxious she'll do everything she can to save him. As long as she makes a mistake, I'll seize the opportunity. Don't worry about the rest, just leave it to me."
Xing Huan sighed inwardly, this guy really has a lot of bad ideas.
"Okay, I'll go tell her right away." Xi Ying turned and left.
"Wait." Xing Shaojin stopped her, "You've just been rejected, and you're already spreading this kind of news. I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Ah..." Xi Ying responded and stepped out.
After she left, Xing Shaojin pondered for a moment on the bench, then got up and went to play ball in the middle of the court.
Xing Huan took the opportunity to retreat.
After leaving the stadium, walk a short distance to the other side of the lake.
Xing Huan stopped unconsciously when passing by a tulip garden by the lake.
Flowers are in full bloom in June, and colorful tulips are spreading out in layers, like a rainbow.
Xing Huan remembered that he had heard rumors about this sea of flowers.
The President’s fourth wife particularly liked this kind of flower. After their marriage, the two had a sweet relationship, so the President planted a sea of flowers next to the Other Shore Lake for that woman.
All the servants and other women in the presidential palace at that time were envious.
However, the good times did not last long. No matter how beautiful a woman was, she could not resist the man's fickleness. The president married his fifth wife and forgot the woman who loved flowers.
The woman was unwilling to be left out, so she came to the sea of flowers one morning and committed suicide by cutting her wrists. Her blood dyed the land and flowers red.
For a period of time, servants had to take a detour when they came to this flower field.
Xing Huan didn't remember very clearly whether he was nine or ten years old when he heard this story, but he was deeply impressed by it, felt very sympathetic towards the woman in the story, and... didn't like the President.
This was also the reason why she hated Xing Yucheng in her previous life.
She couldn't accept sharing a man with others like that woman. She was afraid of falling in love with Xing Yucheng but being betrayed by him. In that case, she would either kill Xing Yucheng who betrayed her or commit suicide.
So she chose to stay away from it from the beginning.
Now think about it, isn't this a kind of inferiority complex?
Others are others, Xing Yucheng is Xing Yucheng, even if the president can have multiple wives, so what?
She can try hard to turn Xing Yucheng's liking for her into liking her very much, and his love into loving only her, so that Xing Yucheng is willing to recognize only her for his whole life.
After all, there has never been any constitutional provision that requires the president of Syria to marry many wives.
She would not be like Xi Ying, who ruined Xing Yucheng's future just because she wanted to be with him.
She wants to have her cake and eat it too, letting Xing Yucheng become president and making him a good and loyal president.
Having made up his mind, Xing Huan walked to a row of bright red tulips and stopped. He picked the flowers one by one and made a bouquet in his hands.
"Why are you here?" Xing Yucheng's cold young voice suddenly came from behind.
Xing Huan was startled and turned his head.
The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of long legs, and then Xing Yucheng's indifferent face.
"Master" Xing Huan didn't expect him to appear here. Holding the bouquet of flowers, he was stunned and asked, "Aren't you accompanying foreign guests?"
"Siwen said you were missing." Xing Yucheng leaned over and pulled her up from the ground.
"I'm not missing you. I'm just out for fun." Xing Huan threw the flowers to the ground and pushed Xing Yucheng forward. "Young Master, you left the foreign guests behind to come look for me. The President will be unhappy. Go back now!"
Xing Yucheng didn't look embarrassed when she pushed him along. He said calmly, "Father and the king had something to discuss. The little prince was taken to the brook garden by the queen. I only heard Sven say that you were missing when I came back. You didn't abandon the foreign guest."
Xing Huan finally felt relieved and let go of Xing Yucheng, "That's good."
What she feared most was that, like in her previous life, Xing Yucheng would be implicated because of her and lose the favor of the President, giving Xing Shaojin an opportunity to take advantage of him.
"If you feel bored, I can take you out of the Presidential Palace and walk somewhere else." Xing Yucheng stopped, turned around and looked at her. "Father will send the foreign guests away after he finishes his business. I'm not busy this afternoon, so I can accompany you."
"Okay." Xing Huan had a rare opportunity to be alone with Xing Yucheng, and smiled happily, "Then from now on, the young master is mine."
"Yeah." Xing Yucheng responded indulgently.
Xing Huan thought of the flowers he had prepared to pick for Xing Yucheng, turned back, picked up all the scattered tulips, took off the silver headband that tied her hair, and tied the flower stems into a bouquet.
Her long hair fell behind her, and she wore a plain and elegant white dress that almost blended into the colorful sea of flowers.
Xing Yucheng's eyes fixed on her and he couldn't help but reach out his hand to her.
Xing Huan had just finished tying the flowers and turned to shove the bouquet into his hands, "This is for the young master."
Her smile was brighter than the sun, and the cinnabar mole under the corner of her eye was brighter and more distinct than the fiery red tulip. Xing Yucheng took the bouquet hesitantly, but his eyes were always fixed on Xing Huan's face.
Xing Huan smiled, "Thank you, Master, for holding me to sleep last night. I didn't have a nightmare. From now on, I will sleep in the same bed with you, Master."
"Yeah..." Xing Yucheng responded.
His expression didn't change much, but Xing Huan always felt that there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a moment, the boy put away the bouquet and turned to ask her, "Where do you want to go this afternoon?"
"I think..." Xing Huan rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea.
She thought about the best place to return the President's private seal.
Xing Shaojin, since he wants the power of the president so much, let him exercise it in advance.
…
"The competition is over. Please ask the mentors and students to come to the front of the stage." The host came on stage and asked Lu Congxu's team members to stand forward.
The voting count appeared on the big screen. This round was different from the previous ones. The scores were given directly after the performance.
"Does Mr. Lu have anything else to say? Can you canvass for votes for your group?" The host handed the microphone to Lu Congxu.
Lu Congxu unconsciously glanced at Wen Mianyu and said, "I feel that every member of the group performed very well, even better than in rehearsal. There is nothing more to say. I hope everyone likes this work."
"Okay, the audience may not know yet, but I really like this work. It's very touching." The host blinked and then announced, "Everyone can start voting. The voting channel will be closed in five minutes. Please ask Mr. Lu to take his team to rest for a while. The second group must also prepare."
"Thank you everyone." Wen Mianyu bowed politely to the audience, and then Lu Congxu walked off the stage from the side.
The number of votes on the big screen kept rising, and finally stopped at 558 votes. The full vote count was 600, which was already a very high result.
The group with the highest number of votes among the first four groups only received 530 votes. If nothing unexpected happens, this number of votes should allow them to advance, which will also bring pressure to the next group of students.
After the voting is over, the host comes on stage to announce the next group of performances.
"Second round, two groups competing, 'Return to Our Youth'."
"The competition begins!"
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In the evening, Qu Banxia walked home, smelling the smell of dinner wafting from each house in the village. When she arrived in front of a door, she suddenly stopped, stretched her neck and sniffed forward.
Oh, it's stewed eggplant.
The smells along the way made Banxia's already empty stomach even hungrier. She suddenly missed her mother's home-cooked food and quickened her pace to go home.
When I arrived at the door and entered the yard, I saw my uncle's naughty children beating the old dog in the snow.
"Get up!" Qu Chenglong slapped the dog's head repeatedly. Seeing that the dog didn't move, he reached out and pinched the dog's ears and pulled it up hard, "Get up quickly and ride me like a horse!"
The big yellow dog whimpered twice in great pain but did not resist.
The dog was raised by Banxia's father for eight years. It was an excellent guard dog, very human-like and docile, and accompanied Banxia through her long childhood.
Now that Dahuang is old, he doesn't like to move around and spends most of his time lying in his nest.
In the past few days after her rebirth, Banxia was even more wary of Qu Chenglong and moved her nest into the ground of her own house.
Somehow, this naughty kid got the chance today and pulled the dog out.
"Qu Chenglong!" Banxia was furious and rushed over in two steps. She pushed Qu Chenglong to the ground and bent down to pick up Dahuang from the ground.
The naughty child had been spoiled all his life and didn't know how to feel wronged. He sat on the ground in a daze, glared at Banxia, and yelled a dirty word that he didn't know where he had learned from, "Fuck your mother!"
"If you curse again," Banxia pointed at him viciously, with knives flying out of her eyes.
"..." Qu Chenglong was frightened by her resentful look and didn't dare to speak for a moment. He turned his head and looked around, ready to find an adult for support.
But unfortunately, the people who doted on him were not around.
Qu Chenglong called out "Grandpa" twice but no one paid any attention. He patted his pants and stood up, angrily saying, "Just wait, you useless girl!"
Banxia ignored him, suppressed her anger, and carried Dahuang into her home.
Useless girl - this was the word she had heard most often in her previous life.
In the eyes of grandparents, and in the eyes of many people who grew up in this era, having a daughter is the most useless thing.
No matter how successful she is, she is still raised by others, so she is never valued in this family.
In her previous life, she had fought so hard, hoping to be recognized, but in the end, she was only despised and betrayed.
Now, having seen through the true faces of those people, she no longer intends to compromise in this family...
Banxia put Dahuang back into the nest and rubbed its ear which had just been hurt by Qu Xiongxiong.
She felt that she had been too relaxed these days.
Suddenly seeing her dead parents and returning to her childhood living environment, she was filled with nostalgia and mixed emotions. She even forgot to plan her future properly and separated from this group of weirdos to live on her own.
"Dahuang, once you leave here, you can enjoy your old age." Banxia leaned over and rubbed her face against Dahuang's furry ears.
Dahuang barked and licked her face with his tongue, making Banxia giggle.
"Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia, come out and see your sister!" Dad's voice suddenly came from the yard.
Banxia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. She quickly let go of Dahuang and ran out to see what was going on.
Both Mom and Dad were in the yard, wearing winter clothes that looked shabby to her now.
And between them stood a thin child who was a few centimeters shorter than her.
The child had long hair that was longer than his ears. He was wearing a tattered cotton jacket and his shoes had holes in them, revealing a little bit of his toes.
But even with such clothes, it was difficult to conceal his natural beauty. His eyes were like cold stars on his cold and beautiful face, his eyelashes were longer and thicker than those of a girl, and the way his eyelids drooped was simply adorable.
It’s Yu Yu indeed.
Banxia was originally worried about whether the trajectory of her life would change because of rebirth, but after meeting Yuyu, she could confirm for sure that it would not.
Everything that was meant to happen will happen again: Yu Yu’s appearance… Qu He Huan’s adoption… Qu Cheng Long’s frame-up… those people’s betrayal…
"This is my sister, come over and call someone." The father supported the boy's back and pushed him forward gently.
The boy was suddenly pushed forward and seemed a little panicked, with his hands tightly twisting the clothes on both sides.
Banxia walked over with a smile and extended her hand to him, "Hello."
The boy didn't shake her hand, but just stared at her with eyes that seemed indifferent but curious.
"When your mother and I arrived there, this child was just sent here. We felt that we had a special rapport with him, so we adopted him without even naturalizing him."
Dad said cheerfully, "I don't know her age or name, but this child looks shorter than you, so she should be a year or two younger than you. Just call her sister."
"We can talk about names later. Go into the house first, wash up, change clothes, and then eat something to warm yourself up." Mom patted Dad on the back and urged him.
The father then remembered that the child was not wearing enough and hurriedly invited him into the house.
…
Carrying the boy to sit on the warm kang, Qu Gang said with a pleasant face, "Let your sister play with you here. Mom and Dad will go boil water for you to take a bath and make a delicious meal."
“…” The boy’s beautiful eyes turned, but he didn’t nod.
I don’t know if he didn’t understand or didn’t want to respond.
However, Qu Gang and Liu Xiu were always patient and good-tempered, so they didn't think much of it and went to the kitchen to boil water and cook.
Banxia stood on the ground and stared at Yuyu for a long time.
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