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Chapter 480: Yan Xu and Bai Xiaolu

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: Yan Xu and Bai Xiaolu

Zhu Qianying sat rigidly on the bed like a statue, and even after several minutes, his deep, hoarse voice seemed to linger in the room.

It was not until she finally collected herself and thought carefully that she realized the strangeness of his behavior that night.

And the fact that he had specifically come to speak to her at length, she didn’t believe it was merely to ease her worries.

Vaguely, she began to guess the purpose of his words tonight, yet, she was not quite sure.

...

The next morning, Zhu Qianying finished washing up and came out to see the two grandpas wearing matching sportswear returning from outside. Without asking, she knew that they had been exercising in the small park downstairs.

"Mommy, good morning!"

The little boy had keen eyes and spotted Zhu Qianying at a glance.

"Baby, good morning!"

Lately, getting the little guy out of bed every day had become a major problem, which could only be solved when Zhu Qianying threatened to send him back to M country by himself.

In fact, his sleep habits had been quite regular before starting school, but since then, he had developed a tendency to oversleep more and more.

"Mommy, Granny and Grandfather Bai went to practice Tai Chi, and she asked you to cook breakfast."

Ever since Bai Shao’s family moved nearby, her mother seemed to have a more colorful life.

"What do you want to eat?"

It was only then that Zhu Qianying took a proper look at Eldest Young Master Yan, who had just come in with the little boy.

"Braised Beef Noodles!" the two of them said in unison.

These two were becoming more alike.

"Mommy, I’ll be staying the night here."

As he was leaving, the little boy specifically told Zhu Qianying.

Zhu Qianying glanced at Young Master Yan, who was carrying his bag in one hand and holding him in the other.

Young Master Yan shrugged his shoulders innocently, "Don’t look at me; I have to go on a business trip to Capital City today!"

Given that it wasn’t Young Master Yan’s doing, why did the young master suddenly express such eagerness to stay here? Didn’t he usually not care?

Zhu Qianying’s confusion was finally answered when the little boy returned from school that evening.

Bai Xiaolu’s enrollment issue was quickly resolved by Young Master Yan, and according to district regulations, she attended a nearby primary school.

Since it was a public school, she got out of school earlier than the little boy, but since the school was close to their home, by the time he returned to the restaurant, Bai Xiaolu was already doing her homework in a corner of the restaurant.

"Bai Xiaolu!"

As soon as the young master entered the restaurant, he glanced around and saw the little girl engrossed in her homework. With his school bag on his back, he scurried over to Xiaolu.

Xiaolu raised her head, her focused gaze shifting from the book to the young master.

"Hmm?"

The young master first looked at her face, then looked at her hands. Seeing her holding a pen, he furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "Your hand doesn’t hurt anymore?"

Xiaolu shifted her gaze back to the book, paying him no mind.

"It’s no big deal, it hasn’t hurt for a long time..." the little girl dismissed nonchalantly.

Despite claiming it didn’t hurt, her hand was still bandaged.

The young master ignored her reply, threw his school bag on a nearby chair, dragged a chair over, deftly climbed onto it, and snatched her book and homework.

"Yan Xu! What are you doing?" The little girl raised her eyebrows, clearly annoyed!

The young master’s name, since it had been mentioned by the Enlightened Monk from Capital City, was most often uttered by the police uncle when registering households at the police station.

Normally, this name was seldom used among her relatives and friends.

But ever since Bai Xiaolu appeared, the frequency of this name being used had suddenly increased.

"Bai Xiaolu, I will do your homework for you!" The young master huffed.

Without any hesitation, he snatched the pen from Bai Xiaolu’s hand as well.

Bai Xiaolu glared at him, her round eyes full of reproach.

"Who asked you to help? Give it back!" As she spoke, her bandaged hand was already stretched out in front of the young master.

The young master, unfazed by her ungratefulness, glanced at the problems on the homework, picked up the pen, and began to write.

"Yan Xu! I warn you, if you don’t give me my homework back, I’m going to cut ties with you!"

The little girl’s threat fell on deaf ears as the young master continued to write, engrossed in his work.

Seeing that her threat was ineffective, Bai Xiaolu leaned over to take a peek, then pouted, a look of disgust on her face.

"Tsk, Yan Xu, are you really trying to help me or are you trying to sabotage me?"

The young master glared at her, "Who’s sabotaging you! If it weren’t for your hand injury, I wouldn’t bother helping you at all!"

The two glared at each other, neither willing to back down.

"You’re still stubborn. Look, what are these characters you’re writing? They’re just like earthworms crawling around!"

Without exaggerating, Bai Xiaolu was right; the young master’s handwriting was indeed terrible.

Despite having learned to read and write at a young age, neither Zhu Qianying nor Chen Jing had ever required him to practice writing. As a result, although he was able to read and speak, he couldn’t write.

Only after he began school did he start attempting to write properly. Considering it had only been about a month, it went without saying that his handwriting was not pleasing to the eye.

On the other hand, Bai Xiaolu had been accompanying Bai Shao to class since she was two or three years old. While Bai Shao listened to the lessons, little girl Xiaolu would quietly draw and write with a pen and a fairy tale book on her desk. As a result, not only did she know many characters, but her handwriting was also quite neat.

Compared to the neat, careful characters written by Bai Xiaolu, the young master’s earthworm-style handwriting was extremely ugly.

"Huh, Bai Xiaolu, you’re so boring! This isn’t earthworms, it’s cursive script!"

The young master, who had inherited his father’s arrogant self-love, did not seem bothered by the criticism about his handwriting. Instead, he pointed proudly to his erratic characters and boasted.

Bai Xiaolu didn’t care if it was earthworm or cursive script; she knew she had finally found a school to attend and didn’t want her mother to worry anymore.

If she didn’t do well on her homework and the teacher complained, her mom would definitely be upset.

"Yan Xu, I’m begging you, okay? Give me back my homework. I can do it myself! If the teacher finds out I had someone else do my homework, I’ll be punished with copying it over a hundred times."

Seeing that threats did not work, the little girl changed her tone to a softer one.

Having known each other for so long, this was the first time the little girl had given in to the young master. Being one to be swayed more by softness than threats, the young master looked at her suspiciously.

After considering for a while, finally, the young master obediently pushed the homework and the textbooks back to Bai Xiaolu.

"Here you go! So boring!"

Having his goodwill treated in this way, the young master grumbled discontentedly. He hopped off the chair, picked up his school bag, and ran off.