The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s Chapter 819 - 819 819 Recognizing Relatives (8)

Chapter 819: Chapter 819: Recognizing Relatives (8) Chapter 819: Chapter 819: Recognizing Relatives (8) “???” Ruan Jiaojiao, no, Big Brother what did you find out now!

Watching his receding figure, completely baffled, what does this all an?

He ca just to say these inexplicable words?

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It wasn’t until the evening when Ruan Jianguo ca to pick up Ruan Jiaojiao after her evening self-study session that she learned about the incident of Xiu Xun’s disappearance that afternoon, and how he had only been found very late. She was extrely surprised.

“Mom and Dad, you’re saying he disappeared for an entire afternoon?”

“Yes, your Uncle Jiang was almost out of his mind with worry, but fortunately, he made his way back ho by himself,” Ruan Jianguo replied.

“…” Ruan Jiaojiao fell silent for two seconds: “He… he ca to our school in the afternoon, looking for .”

“Looking for you? What for?” Ruan Jianguo imdiately turned his head round, only to be glanced at by Shu Jiao, before he seriously continued driving.

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head; she was still utterly confused to this day.

Once back ho, after Ruan Jiaojiao washed up and went upstairs, Shu Jiao followed her, and the mother and daughter closed the door for a private chat.

“Jiaojiao, what did Xiu Xun say to you today?” Shu Jiao followed Ruan Jiaojiao into the room, while helping her tidy up the clothes in the wardrobe, she asked.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t hide anything and retold the day’s events. Wearing a pure cotton pajamas sent by Shu Wen, she lay on the bed with her tender little feet playfully kicking in the air and asked Shu Jiao, “Mom, what do you think he ant?”

The things Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t understand, Shu Jiao however could deduce Xiu Xun’s intentions from these bits and pieces of information, it was just as she thought; the child’s thoughts had beco disturbingly heavy.

Shu Jiao was not too clear about how the Ruan Family adopted Xiu Xi, but afterwards, seeing how Xiu Xun repeatedly sought to please Ruan Jiaojiao, she realized that this child was actually emulating Xiu Xi.

Because, in her mory, while she was still with the Ruanlin Family and before adopting Xiu Xi, Xiu Xun and her daughter had never overlapped in each other’s lives.

Later, she also inquired to the Ruanlin Family and Ruan Jianguo, and indeed confird that Xiu Xun’s contact with her daughter began after the Ruan Family had adopted Xiu Xi.

However, he was smarter than Wa Yiting; he never revealed his inner thoughts, and his kindness towards her daughter was never too deliberate, everything just seed natural.

Of course, if it were re currying favor, she might just think this child was sowhat calculating and knew how to judge the situation, which is not sothing to bla since everyone has the right to pursue a better life for themselves.

But this was not the case, as while Xiu Xun was seeking to please her daughter, he was also always conveying a ssage to her daughter—that he is pitiable, in need of help, in need of sympathy.

Take for instance the cotton coat she bought for him.

She knew he dared not wear it in the Xiu Family, fearing it would be taken by his foster mother, so he didn’t wear it there; she didn’t think it mattered.

But how could this child, in sub-zero temperatures, when he could have hidden at ho or under a quilt, stubbornly choose to wear an old and tattered cotton coat and show up in front of her daughter? For what?

At that ti, there were many onlookers, and the Ruan Family’s courtyard was more sheltered from the wind than the outside, yet he insisted on hiding in the coldest, most visible place to her daughter?

She didn’t believe in such coincidences repeating over and over again.

And if a child can be so cruel to himself, what about to others?

Therefore, she could help this child, but she wouldn’t allow her daughter to get close.

And today, Xiu Xun running over to ask these things further proves that her initial suspicions were correct, this child’s… thoughts have indeed beco frighteningly deep.