TFSRITA Chapter 111

She always kept her head down. That day when she went to the Chu family, she dressed up for the first time, which made her seem likable. Now, though dressed simply, there was still a noticeable change in her spirit and energy. Her eyes seemed even brighter, likely making her even more charming.

However, Mrs. Chu took pity on her because of the original owner’s unfortunate situation. Plus, when apologizing, she had inadvertently revealed a little about her situation, which drew Mrs. Chu’s sympathy. After seeing her son, who was usually unapproachable, not find her completely unbearable, she decided to let her stay.

This time, when Yan Xianhong knocked on the door, Yan Qing instinctively furrowed her brows, and her demeanor became timid again. Her eyes, as if filled with water, seemed like they would spill out with a blink.

The door was opened by an aunt from the Chu family. Even though she was just an aunt, Yan Xianhong still greeted her respectfully, his face filled with an apologetic smile. “Hello, my name is Yan. I came to apologize for my previous offense and brought my niece with me.”

The aunt let them in. “Mr. and Mrs. Chu are inside.”

Yan Xianhong didn’t mind. Wearing a suit, he looked the part of an elite, and with his facial expression softened, he seemed more approachable.

As the door opened, they saw the couple sitting on the sofa, watching a variety show, laughing happily. It seemed like their mood was still good.

Yan Xianhong steadied himself and smiled. “Mr. Chu, Mrs. Chu…”

“Mr. Yan is here,” the middle-aged man, who had just been addressed as Mr. Chu, turned around as though he had just noticed. A smile appeared on his handsome, weathered face, becoming polite but distant.

In middle age, many people started to show signs of aging, but this man, though not the elegant type of handsome, had a rough, bold appearance with thick brows that gave him an imposing aura. His broad shoulders and large build were still striking, but he wore a serious expression that gave him an air of authority.

One detail that softened the image was the thick gold chain around his neck—quite flashy for someone who appeared so stern.

Mrs. Chu, Zhou Huaiya, also looked well-preserved. She was still a beautiful and graceful woman, though time had caused her to gain a little weight. Her hair had streaks of gray, and there was a lingering sadness in her eyes.

She greeted them politely and then looked away.

She remembered the words that had hurt her heart.

Her son… no one could bully him!

Yan Xianhong immediately pushed his niece forward, giving her a threatening glare. “Hurry, apologize! It was your fault that day for speaking out of turn!” Then, he smiled at the couple. “It’s all my fault for not teaching her properly. I hope Mr. and Mrs. Chu will forgive her.”

Yan Qing stood by him, appearing soft and delicate, and once he finished speaking, she apologized meekly. “Mr. Chu, Mrs. Chu, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say those things…”

Mrs. Chu furrowed her brows, wanting to say something, but seeing how pitiful the girl looked, she couldn’t bring herself to scold her. She waved her hand. “It’s not a big deal. We won’t mind.”

Mr. Chu nodded in agreement.

Yan Xianhong sighed in relief but hesitated before adding, “Well, my niece… she’s quite well-behaved. I’ve already talked with her. Don’t worry, if you like her, you can keep her at your place. If she does anything wrong, just discipline her.”

Yan Qing shot him a glance, realizing he wasn’t giving up on using her for his benefit.

Yan Xianhong noticed her gaze and shot her a warning glare.

Of course, he was trying to sell her out—he’d relieved the immediate danger, but he couldn’t stop scheming, especially since it seemed Mrs. Chu was softening toward Yan Qing.

Yan Qing quickly lowered her head, too scared to look.

The couple across from them had been watching their every move. Mrs. Chu seemed like she wanted to say something, but Mr. Chu held her back, dismissively saying, “This girl is quite cute, but I already have two sons to worry about…”

“Mr. Chu, rest assured, the last incident was an accident…” Yan Xianhong was still pleading. He wanted the Chu family’s help. He wasn’t ready to watch his company slowly collapse. If this didn’t work out, he might have to sell the company within two years.

Yan Qing, head lowered, noticed the couple’s movements and suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. “Crap, is it because I wasn’t punished by Yan Xianhong that they don’t pity me as much? Are they going to turn me away?”

She furrowed her brows, feeling troubled.

At that moment, there was a sound coming from the stairs, and the conversation abruptly paused. They instinctively looked toward the noise and saw a young man slowly descending into a wheelchair.

The stairs were specially equipped for wheelchairs, very smooth and stable.

The staircase was circular, and as the young man reached the bottom, he faced them directly. His hair, no longer damp like the last time they saw him, had a soft, slightly tousled look. His short hair covered part of his brows and eyes, casting him in a shadowy aura, so that it wasn’t his appearance that caught attention first, but rather the unsettling atmosphere around him.

Yan Qing’s heart skipped a beat. It was the person she had seen in the rain that day!

Recalling his figure from the rain, she felt a chill run down her spine.

The young man lifted his head slightly, revealing a face that was not immediately striking but rather a delicate, handsome beauty, similar to Mrs. Chu’s.

He was very thin, almost unnaturally so. His sharp chin made his face seem angular, and his eyes, a light brown, were framed by long lashes. When his gaze swept past Yan Xianhong, it landed on her. His calm voice rang out: “Leave.”

With that, he pushed the wheelchair again, as if he intended to leave.

Another young man appeared behind him, pushing the wheelchair and taking him away.

Those two words caused the couple on the sofa to instantly change their demeanor. From polite detachment, they became warm and enthusiastic.