Upon hearing Wufu’s words, Hua Wushuang furrowed his brows slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the outco, and looked at the girl whose expression was indifferent, neither close nor distant.
Hua Wushuang felt sowhat upset and begrudgingly accepted the situation after a brief thought. It was understandable—having not seen each other for decades, suddenly appearing as relatives, how could anyone feel close?
"People usually want to return to their roots. Taking her to Beiyan, isn’t it sowhat inappropriate?" Hua Wushuang tentatively asked.
Wufu glanced at him and replied, "Where her son is, that’s where her roots are."
Hua Wushuang’s heart skipped a beat. He pursed his lips and said, "Your grandmother was constantly thinking of your mother until her last breath. I was thinking, after finding her, to bring her to pay her respects at her morial."
"Then you’ve saved yourself a task. It seems they have already reunited," Wufu calmly sipped her tea.
Hua Wushuang was stifled again, speechless for a mont, thinking this girl truly was impervious.
The atmosphere suddenly beca tense.
Ah Jiu gently patted her shoulder and looked at Hua Wushuang, saying, "The feuds and grievances of the older generation have long passed. Regardless of who the mother-in-law’s mother is, she is a mber of the Zhou family. Now that mother-in-law has passed, the departed are gone, debating these things further is pointless. You, as Wufu’s legitimate uncle, should visit Beiyan as a guest when you have ti."
Hua Wushuang snorted at these words, then glanced at Wufu, seeing no disagreent in her expression, feeling sowhat uncomfortable.
A girl marries and belongs to another family!
"What about Xiao Bao then?" Hua Wushuang decided to put Wufu aside and asked about Xiao Baobao.
Wufu looked over, secretly vigilant.
Hua Wushuang felt a bit guilty, picked up his tea, and took a sip, saying, "The two of you just got married. Although you’re in mourning now, in a few years you will certainly have children. Moreover, you’re going to be busy when you return to Beiyan. Why not leave Xiao Baobao to be raised in the i family?"
"This is your main intention, isn’t it?" Wufu said sternly, "You want to take the child."
"It’s not about taking him. If he follows back to the i family, I will treat him as a son. In the future, everything of the i family will be inherited by him. He really resembles your grandmother!" Hua Wushuang said.
"Do you think we covet anything from the i family?" Wufu stood up abruptly, "In your eyes, possessions and power are paramount, and people are secondary. Do you think everyone is like you? Your mother gave up her daughter for her possessions, left for decades, and now cos back wanting to take the child?"
Hua Wushuang’s face burned with embarrassnt.
"Wufu..." Ah Jiu gently tugged Wufu’s sleeve, saying, "Hua... Uncle doesn’t an it like that. Isn’t it nice to have more people caring for Xiao Bao?"
Wufu snorted coldly, casting a sideways glance at him, saying, "You’re quick to change your tune, calling him uncle after just a few words from his mouth."
Ah Jiu replied awkwardly, "Xueli, your little uncle, is on the way. He’ll certainly learn about it from Old Madam Zhou. When he asks, we’ll know the truth. There’s no need to lie about such things, right? When he ca, he wasn’t aware mother was having a child, proving it wasn’t deliberate."
Hua Wushuang felt comforted to hear Ah Jiu speaking on his behalf, even calling him uncle. Truly, he had a sweet tongue.
But seeing Wufu’s gaze, he sighed inwardly again, thinking the girl was difficult to please—like a hedgehog, prickly and sharp at the slightest provocation.
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