"You, Chen Zhuo, what did you just call your brother?" Song Xiaowen asked uncertainly.
Zhou Shanhuai also looked at Chen Zhuo with anticipation in his eyes.
Chen Zhuo then realized how much Zhou Shanhuai and Song Xiaowen hoped that the relationship between the two brothers could be eased and improved. However, he could not forgive Chen Ke for what he had done in the past. Now, the only thing he could do was to play the role of a good younger brother. He wanted to see what Chen Ke's ultimate goal was.
He also had to thank Chen Ke for waking him up; otherwise, he would still be a weakling who couldn't even control his emotions, and would only be able to rage and rage uselessly when faced with problems. How could he be like this now, using methods that please everyone to achieve his goals?
"Mom, look at the question you're asking. What can I call my brother? Of course, I'll call him brother."
With just a casual remark, Zhou Shanhuai and Song Xiaowen were moved to tears.
What's most important for a family to be together? Of course, it's unity of purpose. Now that Chen Zhuo is willing to call Chen Ke "Brother Chen" again, does that mean he has forgiven Chen Ke?
Thinking of this, Song Xiaowen couldn't help but want to say a few words in defense of Chen Ke. She hadn't said anything before because she was considering Chen Zhuo's feelings, but now that Chen Zhuo had finally figured it out, she could speak up.
"Chen Zhuo, actually, you've misunderstood—"
"Mom, this braised pork is really delicious, you should try some." Chen Ke used serving chopsticks to put a piece of braised pork on Song Xiaowen's plate.
Song Xiaowen looked at it and exclaimed, "Oh dear, Mom tasted so many pieces while making this, you eat, you eat!" Then she turned to Chen Zhuo and continued, "Chen Zhuo, actually, you misunderstood—"
But Chen Ke interrupted her halfway through her sentence, "Mom, what's the HR person you mentioned before about hiring a new maid? You're home alone every day, so having a maid would be nice if she could keep you company after finishing her chores."
Even if Song Xiaowen was slow to react, she understood at this point that Chen Ke didn't want her to explain for him.
"Then, let's invite one. I do get quite lonely at home alone sometimes."
"Okay, I'll go find one tomorrow."
"Hey! No need to look, Shanhuai. Didn't Aunt Liu say before that she wanted to go out and find work to earn some pocket money?"
Zhou Shanhuai nodded. "It seems there was such a thing. She said she wanted to save some more dowry for her granddaughter."
"Yes, yes, I told them I wanted to invite them over before I moved, but I haven't had time yet. I'll just go with them tomorrow and tell them in person."
Chen Ke had no objection to who Song Xiaowen invited, but Shanghai was not peaceful at the moment, and they were definitely not at ease with Song Xiaowen going to the alley area by himself, so he said, "Then I will have Li Gang pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Don't you need a car? I can go by myself in a rickshaw."
At this moment, Chen Zhuo also said, "Mom, my brother should be free tomorrow, so let the driver take you there." The student activities were escalating, with many students from their school participating. Although it caused a huge social impact, Chen Zhuo always felt that things were not so simple.
After finishing his meal, Chen Ke sat for a while before leaving.
In the car, the system seemed puzzled. "Why did you stop your mother from explaining things to you? After she explained, Chen Zhuo might completely let go of his hatred for you."
Chen Ke said in a calm tone, "How can a person's hatred be eliminated with just a few words of explanation? Besides, what is the impact of a verbal explanation compared to discovering it for oneself?"
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Chen Zhuo stared in disbelief at the Parker pen on his desk. It was a gift from Zhou Shanhuai for his tenth birthday, but Chen Ke had taken it. It was obvious that he had either sold it or pawned it. He thought he would never see it again in his life.
And now it's lying perfectly intact on his desk?
His fingers trembled slightly as he picked up the fountain pen. The cap had the character "科" (Ke) specially engraved for him by Zhou Shanhuai, and it was indeed his own.
Thinking of something, Chen Zhuo rushed out of the room.
"Knock knock knock!" An urgent knocking sound rang out.
At this moment, no one but Chen Zhuo could be knocking on their bedroom door. However, while Zhou Shanhuai was still wondering what Chen Zhuo wanted to talk to them about at this time, Song Xiaowen had already gotten up excitedly and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, Chen Zhuo rushed in anxiously.
"Hey, why have you suddenly become so impulsive?" Although Chen Zhuo was her son, he was adopted after all and was usually very polite, never stepping into their bedroom.
"What's wrong? What are you looking for? Chen Zhuo, don't worry." Seeing Chen Zhuo's anxious look, Zhou Shanhuai also began to worry.
Chen Zhuo knew he was being extremely rude, but he couldn't care less at that moment. He rushed to Song Xiaowen's dressing table and yanked open a drawer...
Song Xiaowen's jewelry box, which had been emptied before, is now full again.
Chen Zhuo picked up a very familiar necklace and looked at Song Xiaowen, "Mom, this, this is... the necklace you used to wear often?"
Song Xiaowen chuckled inwardly, but didn't show it on his face, nodding as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Huh? It really is! This is the one your mother gave you, right?" Zhou Shanhuai stood up in surprise and walked over. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the box full of jewelry. "This, this isn't... ah?"
Although Zhou Shanhuai only exclaimed "Ah!" in shock, Chen Zhuo and Song Xiaowen both understood what he meant.
Song Xiaowen had a helpless expression, as if she could no longer hide it. "Yes, these are all the gold and silver jewelry that Chen Ke took away before. After they were moved back, Chen Ke returned them intact. If he hadn't stopped me, I would have told you a long time ago."
Chen Zhuo kept his head down, seemingly lost in thought. Zhou Shanhuai asked incredulously, "Why did we stop you from telling us? If there's any misunderstanding, wouldn't it be better to clear it up sooner?"
Song Xiaowen glared at Zhou Shanhuai with hatred. "Then he must have some unspeakable secret. Didn't you see him stopping me at the table just now? He wouldn't let me say it!"
"Who forbids me from speaking?" Zhou Shanhuai became more and more confused as he listened.
"Don't pry into some things. Just know what not to say and that's enough," Song Xiaowen said.
Zhou Shanhuai: "Didn't you say that?"
Song Xiaowen scoffed, "Did I say that? You guys clearly discovered it yourselves!"
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Zhou Shanhuai found himself unable to refute, so he patted Chen Zhuo on the shoulder and asked, "How did you find out?"
At this moment, Chen Zhuo's mind was a complete mess, like a lump of mush. Hearing Zhou Shanhuai's words, he honestly replied, "I found the Parker pen that was taken from my desk..."
"Hmm... You found out even though your mom kept it so well hidden..."
"You can argue with that, but you can't tell anyone if you find out. You have to keep it a secret!"
Zhou Shanhuai: ? ? ?
Who did he tell? No, what did he tell? What does his wife think she knows that she's keeping it a secret?
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