Shen Hao also approached Zhou Fu and tried to get close to him. "Yuanbao, do you still remember your uncle? When you were little, you loved riding on my shoulders. One time, I accidentally dropped you, and you got a big bump on the back of your head..."

Zhou Fu interrupted them impatiently: "I came here today to tell you that I want to live with my dad. I won't go back with you. Give up on this idea!"

"No! I have your custody. I agreed to it when I divorced your father. You have to come back with me!"

Shen Baolan was so anxious that she reached out to pull him, but he dodged her.

"That's your business. You didn't discuss it with me when you got divorced. I didn't agree. Anyway, I won't go with you. Don't come to me again in the future!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran out of the box.

Shen Baolan wanted to chase them, but she couldn't, so she had to turn around and target Qiao Ya and Zhou Shuhuan.

"I'm telling you, it's useless for you to instigate me. I'm determined to take the Yuanbao away!"

Qiao Ya smiled meaningfully and said, "Yuan Bao's legs are on his own. If he wants to leave, we can't stop him. If he doesn't want to leave, no one can do anything about it. He's already grown up, and he knows who treats him well and who doesn't."

Zhou Shuhuan looked at the brother and sister and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are up to. If you think you can control me by controlling Zhou Fu, don't even think about it! Zhou Fu is right here. If you have the guts, take him away. I will never stop you."

Shen Baolan nodded, "Okay, that's what you said!"

After saying that, he prepared to leave with Shen Hao.

Qiao Ya called out to Shen Baolan, "Do you want to go to Yuanbao's school? We haven't seen each other for so many years. As a mother, you should also understand his academic situation."

…

After the siblings left, Zhou Shuhuan asked Qiao Ya in confusion, "She's like this now. If you bring her to school, won't that embarrass Yuan Bao?"

Qiao Ya smiled and said, "I just want her to see the reality clearly, weigh her own weight, and stop dreaming about unrealistic things. Although Yuanbao is not my biological son, I treat him as my own son. I have carefully nurtured him for so many years. How can I let her take advantage of him for nothing?"

Zhou Shuhuan pulled her hand guiltily and said, "I'm sorry for making you worry about all these trivial matters in my family."

"What are you talking about? We are a family. Your business is my business. I am willing to share the trouble with you."

Zhou Shuhuan kissed her forehead affectionately, "When this matter is settled, I will go out with you to relax."

"Well, let's go to Kuala Lumpur for two days. Xiaofei has been clamoring to go for a long time."

"You can arrange it."

…

At night, in the hotel.

Listening to the occasional tossing and turning noises coming from the lower bunk, Shen Hao couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Sister, it's getting late, go to bed."

"I can't sleep."

"What's wrong?"

"I want Yuanbao."

Shen Hao said: "Won't we be able to see him tomorrow?"

"But I still miss him. You saw today how good our Yuanbao is. He is tall, strong, handsome, and promising. I don't know how many girls he will charm in the future."

Shen Hao couldn't help but laugh, "How old is Yuanbao? Are you already thinking about finding him a wife?"

"I must bring Yuanbao back with me. I am counting on this son for the rest of my life."

In the darkness, Shen Baolan turned over, and it was not difficult to hear the meaning of desperate gamble in her voice.

Shen Hao comforted: "Sister, don't worry, Yuanbao is just estranged from you because he hasn't seen you for a long time. You are mother and son, and blood is thicker than water. Sooner or later, he will recognize you."

These words touched Shen Baolan's heart. She closed her eyes with peace of mind and began to dream of relying on her son to support her in her old age.

…

The next day.

Hearing that Zhou Fu was not only excellent in both character and study, but also had many other specialties such as cello, swimming, shooting, and could speak three languages: Chinese, English and French, Shen Baolan was as happy as if she had picked up a gold ingot.

Her son is so outstanding and will definitely have a great future. Then, as his mother, won't she be able to benefit from it?

"Yuanbao's classroom is on the fourth floor opposite, the second classroom."

After coming out of the Academic Affairs Office, Qiao Ya pointed across from Shen Baolan and said, "It's class time now. Do you want to go and see Yuan Bao in class?"

Shen Baolan was a little hesitant.

Of course she wanted to see how her son attended class, but she was afraid of making her son unhappy and making him hate her even more.

The way she is now, she will be pointed at wherever she goes.

"You can just stand at the classroom window and take a peek. It won't affect Yuanbao's class."

In the end, Shen Baolan couldn't resist Qiao Ya's temptation (instigation) and limped to the classroom opposite.

Qiao Ya raised her wrist to check the time and gave a faint sneer to Shen Baolan's back.

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With Shen Baolan's speed, when she reached the classroom, Zhou Fu had just finished his get out of class.

She knew better than anyone how much her stepson valued his reputation. If Shen Baolan came to the school like this and made her stepson a laughing stock among his classmates, wouldn't she be furious? As long as she could arouse her stepson's disgust and hatred for Shen Baolan, her biological mother, the Shen family would not be able to come to the door in the name of her stepson to fight for the family property in the future.

…

As Qiao Ya expected, the bell rang just as Shen Baolan walked to the front of the classroom.

Students poured out of the classroom like a tide, filling the narrow corridor.

When passing by Shen Baolan, everyone gave her strange and mocking looks.

Shen Baolan turned around in panic and tried to leave, but was knocked to the ground by a group of fighting boys.

She tried hard to get up from the ground, but the disability of her left leg made her movements look clumsy and funny, attracting a large number of students to watch and blocking the corridor.

"Are you kidding me? Beggar women are coming to school?"

“It’s still a slope.”

Teenagers may not have much malicious intent, but the words they blurt out can hurt like sharp arrows.

Shen Baolan was so embarrassed that her face turned red as liver. When she looked around, she happened to see her son Zhou Fu standing among a group of students.

She opened her mouth in surprise and wanted to shout, but she heard her son yell at her in disgust: "Dead cripple!"

Shen Baolan was struck by lightning, her lips moved and her face was full of disbelief.

Her disabled left leg is both her pain and her shame, and it is also the inferiority complex hidden in her bones.

It would be fine if outsiders made fun of her and laughed at her, but her son was a piece of flesh and blood that fell from her body and should have been her support for the rest of her life. How could they despise her as his biological mother?

"Afu."

Qiao Ya squeezed in among the students without knowing when.

"Aunt Qiao, why are you here?"

As soon as he saw Qiao Ya, Zhou Fu ran to her like a docile puppy.

Qiao Ya gently put her arm around his shoulders, looking intimate, "I came to the school to do something, and came to see you. Did everything go well on the first day of school?"

"Well, the seats have just been assigned, and the opening ceremony will be held soon..."

The two chatted affectionately, just like a real mother and son.

Shen Baolan watched this scene and couldn't help but yell to her son: "Yuanbao!" (End of this chapter)