What Le Tong said, Da Bao naturally knew.
If it weren’t for the people around fearing the Ji Family’s power, Nuonuo’s true background would have been all over the place, how could it have been kept a secret until now?
But the Ji Family’s current power is only stronger than before. Those who feared the Ji Family are even more afraid now, but why does Mommy sigh and act as if there’s no choice? Is there so sort of trouble in between?
Le Tong seed to understand the confusion in her son’s heart and continued speaking.
"So ti ago, soone ca to us, claiming he was Nuonuo’s uncle and wanted to take her away. Your dad and I thought he was trying to con us for money, so we ignored him. Later, he said he wouldn’t take Nuonuo away if we gave him so money. Your dad and I discussed it and felt that this matter can’t stay hidden forever; it’s like a bomb buried beside us. Rather than letting the girl hear rumors from outsiders later, we thought it would be better to calmly tell her ourselves, also considering you..."
Da Bao frowned and pondered, could it be that the real reason behind Nuonuo’s sudden change in temperant was her discovering that she’s not a biological child of the Ji Family?
"After we explained Nuonuo’s background to her, I ntioned the matter to your grandpa. He then told us that, more than three years ago, before you went abroad, that man claiming to be Nuonuo’s uncle had approached him as well, saying nearly the sa thing. Your grandpa quickly and decisively taught him a lesson. Your grandpa thought he had quieted down and given up, so he never ntioned this to us. Unexpectedly, he hasn’t given up and approached us directly this ti."
Aside from Da Bao himself, no one understands Da Bao’s feelings for Nuonuo better than Le Tong, so Le Tong had actually been prepared to tell Nuonuo the truth about her background at any ti.
But being prepared and being forced to tell the truth feels different all the sa.
"What was Nuonuo’s reaction at that ti?" Da Bao’s tightly clenched palms were sweaty.
His main concern was only Nuonuo. As for the whereabouts and fate of the man claiming to be Nuonuo’s uncle, he wasn’t interested in pursuing it because he knew his dad wouldn’t let him off.
Le Tong’s face was equally heavy. Even though the matter had passed, thinking of Nuonuo’s situation at that ti still made her heart ache terribly.
"She was stunned at first, and no matter what I said, she seed unable to hear anything. She just remained imrsed in her own world like a puppet for about a week before she regained a bit of vitality. However, it was obvious that since that day, she beca much more silent and introverted."
Da Bao felt intensely guilty, "Mommy, why didn’t you tell about this?"
Le Tong patted his head, "Silly son, you were busy preparing to return to the country then, and aside from the call informing us of your return date, you hadn’t called in months. I know, you were busy! Besides, now you’re back, there’s plenty of ti to slowly coax her."
Da Bao’s eyes were filled with deep compassion. If he had been by her side at that ti, would her pain have been lessened?
"But..." The usually articulate Da Bao now felt his throat dry up, with many things he wanted to say but couldn’t get out.
Le Tong seed to fully understand her son’s feelings, and she glanced at the pained and helpless young man.
"Silly, Nuonuo isn’t as fragile as you think. She’s stronger than we imagined."
Le Tong patted her son, who was lost in thought, on the shoulder, didn’t say much more, turned, and quietly left, leaving the spacious room to her son.
As for the matter of endorsent, Le Tong believed that Little Treasure, who loves his sister dearly, had already ntioned it to the elder son. Whether or not Nuonuo’s decision could be changed depended on the elder son’s skills.
Le Tong gently closed the door but knew better than anyone that if Nuonuo insisted on doing it, Da Bao would be the least willing to stop her.
...
Just as Le Tong expected, Da Bao remained inactive for the next two or three days. He just accompanied his siblings, shopping and dining as before, and the trio soon returned to their usual playful, intimate state.
Yet regarding Nuonuo’s background and the endorsent matter, Da Bao didn’t ntion a word.
The two brothers and sister went wild with eating, drinking, and playing for two days, and soon it was the day Nuonuo had to go to L City’s performance.
Da Bao seed to forget Nuonuo’s words about being picked up by a special car. When sending Nuonuo out, he placed her violin directly in the back seat of the car.
"Brother, Teacher Fan said the car would pick up at the bus stop up front." Nuonuo anxiously stood by the car, watching her violin being "held hostage" and taken to the car.
Da Bao acted as if he hadn’t heard her, opened the passenger door, and supported her waist, pushing her to sit inside.
Nuonuo passively sat on the car seat, eyes down, watching her brother thoughtfully buckle her seatbelt.
"I’ve already spoken to Teacher Fan. We’re eting at the L City Cultural Square at 3 o’clock."
Da Bao gently helped her buckle the seatbelt, closed the car door, circled around, and sat in the driver’s seat.
"You’re driving?"
Nuonuo was surprised to see her brother start the car skillfully, temporarily forgetting to question him on changing her travel arrangent without asking.
"Why, is it strange?" Da Bao glanced at her with a smile, her surprised expression brightening his mood.
Nuonuo softly murmured, "I thought... you couldn’t drive."
No wonder Nuonuo found it odd; Da Bao hadn’t driven once in the past two or three days since returning, every outing being chauffeured by the Ji Family driver.
However, Da Bao had obtained an international driver’s license nearly three years ago. Although it was his first ti driving dostically now, his driving skills were impeccable.
"Silly, brother is twenty-one years old." Da Bao’s eyes were full of laughter reminding her.
In her mind, her impression of him probably halted where it was before he went abroad.
Nuonuo’s eyes flashed a hint of bewildernt, "Oh... I almost forgot..."
Even though Brother Da Bao had returned, she still occasionally felt a surreal sensation akin to dreaming.
A nuanced, complex emotion flitted across her gaze, which a waiting Da Bao at the traffic light captured accurately.
"Nuonuo, brother is back, it’s not a dream!"
Da Bao rested his hand on the steering wheel, suddenly reaching over, first rubbing her head, then holding her nape, gently pulling her toward him.
In the closing distance, Da Bao clearly saw a panic-stricken look instantly fill her wide eyes.
His hand held her head firmly, leaving her no room to retreat. His face approached, brushing his lips swiftly over her nose and then lightly on her lips.
"Brother..." Nuonuo mumbled, calling out like a startled fawn, her hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him away.
Da Bao responded with a soft "Hmm," his lips gently brushing once before quickly leaving hers.
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