He knew how could his father care about him?

What he cares about is always his disobedient father and his identity as a son of a wealthy family.

Just when Su Baobao was about to be overwhelmed by disappointment, Qi Wu quietly took his hand and looked up at Du Yu: "But he had a lot of fun."

"This is not a reason for him to disregard the face of the Du family!"

Du Yu's eyes dodged for a moment.

I don't know why, it was clear that this young woman didn't do anything, but the moment she looked up, he felt the invisible majesty.

It's like the father who has been weighing on his head like a mountain.

Qi Wu sighed faintly: "But you haven't fulfilled your father's responsibilities, where are you qualified to let him take care of your face?"

Du Yu's eyes were even more evasive: "I gave him such a rich life, and let him become the eldest young master of brocade clothes and jade food, isn't that enough."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about, you're afraid of this kid."

Qi Wu hit the nail on the head, "Because when you see him, you will think of his mother who died young, you will think of your majestic father, and you will think of your cowardly and despicable heart—"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Du Yu reacted violently, and he blushed and interrupted Qi Wu's words, "What nonsense!!"

His eyes trembled, and he faintly crossed the slightest trace of emptiness: "I don't care how Yu Chen knows you, but from now on, I won't allow you to interact!"

"Father!"

Su Baobao's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Shut up."

It seems that only in front of his son did Du Yu find a sense of majesty: "I'll let you move out in the next two days."

When she heard the word "move away", Su Baobao finally couldn't help it.

He walked out from behind Qi Wu and glared at Du Yu with red eyes: "I won't move away!"

"What did you say?!"

Du Yu frowned, and there was still some disbelief in his eyes.

In my impression, although his son was silent, he would not say anything about his arrangement.

Therefore, Du Yucai arranged everything as a matter of course.

Qi Wu touched Su Baobao's head and said with relief, "You are very brave."

"Once again, your father chose to escape, and from that point of view, you are better than him."

Su Baobao's eyes were disgusted: "I won't be like him."

Du Yu was annoyed by the connotation: "Du Yuchen, are you sure you want to help an outsider disobey me?!"

Su Baobao yelled directly, "She's not an outsider! You're an outsider!"

Du Yu's figure was shaky.

He gritted his teeth, "Good, good! In that case, you can explain it yourself to your grandfather! He finally let go and let you return to the Du family, you have to find it at this juncture?!"

「...... Who is rare?"

"What?"

"I said—"

Su Baobao took a deep breath, but at this time he calmed down and confided in clear words: "Who! Rare! Han!"

"Only you have this rare identity, if it weren't for your reluctance to be the eldest young master, my mother wouldn't have waited for you to die of depression for many years!"

"Shut up!"

Du Yu, who was poked in the sore spot, turned bruised.

Qi Wu soothed Su Baobao's back, and his tone was cold: "His grandfather's place, I will accompany him, since you don't want to fulfill your father's responsibility, then leave as soon as possible."

「...... You?"

Du Yu hesitated, but he breathed a sigh of relief at the thought that he didn't have to face his father.

"In that case, then take him with you tomorrow."

Dropping this sentence, Du Yu couldn't wait to leave.

He hadn't come to see Su Baobao for so long, but he didn't even say a word of concern, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was held accountable.

To be precise, if it weren't for Su Baobao's recording of variety shows on the hot search, it caused Master Du

Zi's attention, Du Yu probably won't come.

After Du Yu left, Su Baobao, who had been holding back tears and red eyes, clenched Qi Wu's hand tightly.

He choked up and cried, "I hate him, specially, especially hate him!"

"Hmm."

Qi Wu nodded calmly, "I hate it too."

She squeezed his hand, "Let's go, Jin Si is still waiting for us to come home for dinner."

"Okay."

Su Baobao's expression was slightly relaxed, and the next second he became nervous again: "Do you really want to accompany me to see grandpa?"

"Don't you want to go?"

Qi Wu asked him rhetorically.

Su Baobao's eyes were confused and entangled.

When they walked into the elevator, he slowly spoke, "Actually, I don't hate grandpa, although he is strict and old-fashioned, he is not like my father."

Although he still cares about his identity, Old Man Du has always treated him as his own grandson, but he is really not good at expressing it.

But with Du Yu's comparison, Su Baobao's sense of Old Man Du is also much better.

"Then let's go see you."

Qi Wu smiled, "Let him support you."

Su Baobao was also amused by her words, and said awkwardly: "I don't want anyone to support me!"

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

Hearing the sound of the key unlocking, Jin Si walked out of the study, and when he saw Su Baobao's eyes were red, he raised his eyebrows.

"Went to the supermarket and got bullied?"

"Not really!"

Su Baobao retorted angrily.

He put the shopping bag on the table, then ran to the couch with his back to Jin Si and ignored him.

Seeing this, Jin Si walked to Qi Wu's side, calmly took the things in her hand, and raised his chin towards Su Baobao: "Who did you meet?"

"His father."

There was not much surprise on Jin Si's face.

Qi Wu recounted to him what had just happened downstairs.

「...... You're going to take this kid to Du's house?"

Jin Si's tone paused slightly, "The ancestors of the Du family have always been a scholarly family, and they only turned to business in Old Man Du's generation, but Old Man Du is still a famous professor of history."

Qi Wu smiled and patted his chest gently: "Just go and make some things clear, I'll be back soon."

"Hmm."

Jin Si grabbed her hand, put it in his palm and kneaded it carefully, "The matter of the Heterochromatic Ballad is being dealt with, I'll go make dinner."

"I'm with you."

The two walked into the kitchen together.

Jin Si glanced at Su Baobao, who was still on the sofa, and said casually, "Chang Xun told me about your heterochromatic ballad."

"Huh?"

Qi Wu looked back, and saw Jin Si looking at him seriously: "Are you nostalgic for the life of a priest in the temple?"

「......」

Qi Wu was a little helpless.

Her fingertips were stained with hot flashes, and she flicked Jin Si's forehead: "Jin Si, some memories have long become instinct."

Just like the heavy priestly robes, the gold and silver jewels of the extravagant kingdom were worn on her, except for the display of sacredness and nobility, only endless shackles remained.

Jin Si's tone was eager: "Then why are you still ......?"

"I just want to prove that the past doesn't affect me anymore."

Qi Wu's eyes lit up with a smile, and when she said this, her body and mind were in a state of complete relaxation.