Jiang Yu completely moved out of that house.

Because he was old, he also separated from his parents and became the head of the household independently.

When he appeared in front of Chi Yao with his luggage, he squatted in the corridor like an abandoned puppy.

The moment he saw Chi Yao appear, he slowly stood up, took her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

The moment Chi Yao saw him, she subconsciously hid the report sheet in her hand behind her, and looked at him with a little fluttering eyes.

However, Jiang Yu, who was hugging her tightly, did not notice this small detail.

The clear juvenile voice has become magnetic and low in the past few days.

"Where have you been?"

"I'll go to the hospital and get you some medicine."

Chi Yao gently pushed him open the door, and then stuffed the medicine in his hand into his arms.

"Let's go, I'll give you some medicine."

Chi Yao gently unwrapped the bandage on his hand and applied the ointment to his palm.

The wound that had been injured before had begun to slowly heal and scab over, and the white ointment was applied to the wound, and his heart was inexplicably filled with a strange feeling.

"Sister, I don't have a home."

Chi Yao's smeared hand paused slightly, and looked up at him.

Some astringent voices couldn't help but pause and spoke again.

"Will you be able to take me in later?"

"Okay, this will be your home from now on."

Chi Yao pinched his face with her other hand, and looked at him with crooked eyebrows.

Although he has been very calm in the past two days, no different from usual, his blackening value has not changed.

After knowing that Mother Jiang contacted her that day.

She asked Chi Yao to take Jiang Yu to meet her.

Chi Yao refused at first, but then she thought that maybe this was the key to restoring the blackening value.

So she took Jiang Yu to see her for the last time.

The woman's neck and wrists were no longer covered with expensive ornaments, and her clothes had become very ordinary.

But even so, it still can't hide her charming temperament.

It was also rare for his father not to appear in front of him drunk.

Instead, he was dressed in proper clothes and sat at the table waiting for them.

The moment Jiang Yu saw them, his eyes couldn't help but darken.

was about to leave, but was pressed into the position by Chi Yao.

Then Chi Yao quietly exited the room and closed the door for them.

Jiang Yu understood that this was Chi Yao's idea, so he could only sit stiffly in his position.

"Xiaoyu, let's talk."

Jiang Mu said in a somewhat humble tone.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about between us."

Jiang Yu played with the teacup on the table with his fingers, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry I've suffered you all these years."

The voice that sounded a little sharp in the past has now become a little calmer.

Jiang Yu's hand paused slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his heart.

For so many years, he had always hoped that his parents could give him a little real love, but when he really faced this time, he suddenly felt that it didn't matter.

Mother Jiang looked at Jiang Yu with a cold face in front of her, and a tingling in her heart flashed.

Perhaps it was that night that she remembered that the child had been born as they had hoped.

After the wear and tear of love in life, she gradually began to have some regrets about everything she had chosen.

And this mixed emotion made her bet on this child.