Chapter 440 The downfall of the boss, the sunshine, the poor writer (22)
Song Rulan was already stunned. She looked at Bai Cha helplessly:
"No, Chacha, you are my mother's biological daughter, how could my mother not love you?
Mom just doesn't know you were in a car accident and doesn't remember anything.
Mom really doesn't know.
And if you don’t say it yourself, how can you blame us?
The reason why I scold you is because you said unpleasant words to Dad."
He Zheng saw that Song Rulan was still pushing his child by mistake, and the anger in his eyes became even stronger.
He pressed Bai Cha's head against his chest to prevent her from seeing the ugly faces of his family:
"If this kind of quibble can ease your consciences, then you can continue and no one will care.
But there is something I still want to say.
A picked-up young lady can spend extravagantly and give unlimited favor, but when it comes to her own daughter, she will be reprimanded for spending even a little money, and the reprimands will start without any hesitation.
This is the first time I have heard such a joke.
What's more, this young lady who picked her up still wants to..."
Bai Cha hooked He Zheng's palm and interrupted the man in time: "Stop talking, let's go."
The dose of medicine was strong enough today, and she needed to give Baicheng and Song Rulan time to react.
Only when they realize that Wu Yu has neglected the original owner too much over the years and feels guilty towards the original owner will she take the next step. After all, Wu Yu is her ultimate goal.
He Zheng looked down at the white tea and saw tears in the child's beautiful eyes. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken: "Okay, let's go."
Baicheng watched He Zheng pull Bai Cha out of the gate, and the bodyguards in the room also evacuated.
The entire Bai family was eerily quiet.
Baicheng suddenly fell back onto the sofa, his whole body looking defeated.
Song Rulan stood beside her, still trying to regain her face:
"How can we be such a daughter, watching others bully us!
We really owe her!
Besides, don’t we ourselves know whether we are good to her or not?
There is no need for him, an outsider, to point fingers here..."
Turning her head, Song Rulan looked at the pajamas around her that cost tens of thousands of yuan each. Thinking of Bai Cha's simple clothes, she could no longer say any more complaining words in her mouth.
Wu Yu obviously noticed the attitude of Baicheng and his wife, and she suddenly felt a thump in her heart.
Sitting next to Song Rulan, she squeezed out tears: "Mom, it's all my fault.
It's my presence that makes my sister feel uncomfortable.
Otherwise, I'd better go.
Mom and dad have raised me up over the years, provided me with education, and have been kind to me. If my existence brings my parents' family into this state, wouldn't it be repaying kindness with enmity?
Don't worry, I will definitely persuade my sister to come back.
Even if I die..."
Song Rulan's eyes suddenly widened: "You kid, what are you talking about!"
Baicheng lost his previous support for Wu Yu. He looked up at the thin Wu Yu and was silent for a few seconds before saying: "This is your home, where can you go?
Rulan, please help her go back to rest, her current body is not suitable for thinking too much."
Song Rulan nodded.
When he heard the door closing upstairs, Baicheng lowered his head in defeat. He stood up numbly and entered Bai Cha's room unknowingly.
Looking at this simple room, Baicheng's elegant face showed confusion for the first time.
This...is this really his daughter's room?
Thinking back to Wu Yu's luxurious and beautiful room on the third floor, Baicheng staggered back half a step. Fortunately, Aunt Li happened to go upstairs and supported Baicheng, so that he didn't fall.
He turned to look at Aunt Li and asked unwillingly: "Is this...is this really Chacha's room?"
Aunt Li looked at Baicheng complicatedly: "Don't you remember?
When Miss Wu Yu said that Miss Bai Cha's playing games at night affected her sleep, you asked her to move down from the third floor.
I said there are no rooms on the third floor, so you can tell me that there is a guest room at the corner of the second floor and let the lady stay here.
Sir, I am not telling you that you and your wife have been too partial to each other in recent years.
Have you seen the lady's wardrobe?"
As she spoke, she opened Baicha's closet:
"Besides those two dresses, the most valuable thing in the lady's wardrobe is this one, which costs 30,000 yuan quickly.
When the lady bought this dress, you and your wife severely scolded her, saying that she was squandering it.
But any piece of clothing Miss Wu Yu costs is more than this price."
"You and your wife are busy, Miss Wu Yu also has to go to school, and Miss Bai Cha is the only one at home."
"She doesn't want to go to school, what can I do?
Besides, didn't I hire a tutor for her?" Baicheng clenched his hands hanging by his side.
Aunt Li's eyes turned red when she mentioned this matter: "Then do you know why the young lady doesn't want to go to school?
It's because everyone in the school thinks that Miss Wu is my daughter, and that Miss Wu Yu is your and Madam's biological daughter.
If you two had paid more attention to Miss, she would not have..."
Aunt Li really couldn't talk anymore. She felt aggrieved for Bai Cha and also felt chilled for Bai Cha.
It is not easy for her young lady to grow up in such a repressive environment.
Baicheng held on to the wardrobe and felt dizzy for a while.
Why, how could it be like this?
"I...I don't know, I want to educate her well and raise her to be an excellent child."
"educate?
Sir, you and your wife have not given even the most basic love to your lady. Don’t you think it’s funny when you talk about education?
Now that things have become like this, I don’t mind saying a few more words.”
"That gentleman asked me what I had been wondering for many years.
Why can you and your wife be so kind to a picked-up child, but treat your own daughter so harshly? Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”
Baicheng said in a hoarse voice: "I, we didn't mean to treat her harshly, I, we were just afraid that Xiao Yu would be careless. The child we picked up is already sensitive and needs more love..."
“Then don’t we need biological children?
Wouldn't a biological child feel unbalanced?" After so many years of living, Aunt Li has heard this reason for the first time.
Baicheng opened his mouth and couldn't find a word to refute for a long time...
He left Bai Cha's room in embarrassment and shut himself into the study with a bang.
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In the car, He Zheng painstakingly applied medicine to Bai Cha: "Next time he wants to fight you again, just scratch him back. If you can't scratch him, run away. Don't let him hit you stupidly, you know?"
Bai Cha puffed up his cheeks: "I just didn't expect that he would suddenly take action..."
He Zheng looked at the soft child and rubbed the child's head hard: "It's still too stupid." Protect it, protect it well.