Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 703 - 701 What Can She Do_1

Chapter 703: Chapter 701 What Can She Do_1

For instance, during class, when she couldn’t answer a question posed by the teacher, he would whisper the answer to her.

Or, when at his home, he would take out his building blocks and invite her to join him in assembling them.

He even allowed her to play in his room.

In short, their relationship could be described as making great strides.

Xia Ningxing herself was stunned by the change between them and was very curious about it.

"Speaking of which, son, why have you suddenly become so nice to Youyou?" Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but ask Chuanchuan during some free time.

Had he taken some kind of medicine?

Chuanchuan adjusted the building blocks in his hands before slowly replying, "Mom, would you treat your lifesaver badly?"

"Lifesaver? What lifesaver?" Xia Ningxing grew even more curious.

Chuanchuan roughly explained to Xia Ningxing the incident that occurred at the cinema that day.

After listening, a light sparked in Xia Ningxing’s eyes and she smiled meaningfully, "I see! So, you have a crush on little Youyou, don’t you?"

"I—I do not!" Chuanchuan’s face turned red instantly, and he ran into his room with his building blocks in embarrassment.

Seeing his reaction, Xia Ningxing knew there was something to it. Otherwise, he would have stoutly told her to stop talking nonsense. But now, it was clear that he was blushing after the truth was exposed.

It seemed that Youyou wasn’t going to escape being his daughter-in-law.

Not only did Xia Ningxing think this way, but even Youyou felt that becoming Chuanchuan’s girlfriend was just a matter of time.

However, no one expected an accident to happen...

Perhaps life is just a joke.

"What’s wrong?" The next day at kindergarten, Chuanchuan noticed that the normally lively and bouncy little girl seemed deflated as soon as he entered the classroom.

Lying listlessly on the desk, she looked like a withered flower.

He couldn’t help but furrow his brow with concern, walked over to her, and looked at her caringly.

"Yichuan!" Seeing him, the little girl’s tears ’whooshed’ down in an instant.

"Why are you crying?" Chuanchuan immediately panicked, threw his backpack that he was about to stuff into the desk hole onto the ground, took out a tissue to wipe the tears from her face, and asked indignantly, "Tell me, did someone bully you? Don’t be afraid, just say the word and I’ll stand up for you!"

He inherited Xia Ningxing’s strength. Not to mention a single child, he could take down an entire kindergarten’s worth of children.

When he first attended kindergarten, Xia Ningxing repeatedly cautioned him not to exert his strength randomly, but now it seemed that was not going to work!

He had to regain face for Youyou!

"No, no, nobody bullied me." Seeing him suddenly so angry, Cheng Youyou hastily choked back her sobs and shook her head.

Chuanchuan’s deeply furrowed brow didn’t relax an inch as he pressed, "Then why are you crying?"

"I... I’m crying because I have to leave!" Mentioning this, the little girl’s eyes reddened again, and her tears fell like loose pearls, non-stop.

"Leave?"

Chuanchuan echoed the word as if he didn’t understand it, then looked at her incredulously, gripping her wrist, "Why do you have to leave?"

Why did she have to leave just when he was considering making her his girlfriend?

He questioned again in his heart!

"My parents are being transferred for work, so I have to leave with them," Cheng Youyou explained through her tears and sobs.

"Then... can’t you stay?" The usually haughty little guy was pleading with her hand in his as he spoke with a begging tone. On closer look, his eyes were red too.

He didn’t like the feeling of farewells.

Because that meant it would be very difficult to see each other again.

Or perhaps, they would never see each other again in this lifetime.

Because sometimes, fate is just that cruel.

"I begged my mom and dad, but they just wouldn’t allow it. They said how could a child like me stay here alone, and they also said they couldn’t bear to be apart from me. In short, it’s just not possible," the little girl said with a hoarse voice, shaking her head in sorrow.

If her parents had agreed, she wouldn’t have had to be so upset.

Chuanchuan’s hand slipped off hers in an instant.

He pursed his lips so tightly as if forcibly enduring something, trembling as he sat there, silent.

Indeed, they were still just children now; as long as the adults did not allow it, there was nothing they could do.

He could understand, but that didn’t mean he could accept it.

"Yichuan, do you like me and that’s why you can’t bear it?" Cheng Youyou saw his pained expression and instantly sniffled, looking at him expectantly.

If he liked her too, then she could consider herself without regrets!

Chuanchuan was too upset to say a word, turned his face away, and ignored her.

"So you really don’t like me..." As he remained silent, disappointment covered the little girl’s face.

She held her face in her hands and sighed, then turned to look at him again, asking with renewed hope, "Yichuan, I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon. Will you come to see me off then?"

"Not seeing you off!"

Two cold words popped out of Chuanchuan’s mouth.

His fingers crumpled the book in the desk hole into a wrinkled mess.

He didn’t want to send her off in person.

He would end up crying, crying outright.

It was embarrassing!

He didn’t want to lose face in front of her!

Cheng Youyou was even more disappointed, listless all day long as if her soul had left her.

Chuanchuan didn’t have much spirit either, dejectedly carrying his backpack home.

Xia Ningxing saw him like this and couldn’t help frowning, becoming worried in a hurry: "Chuanchuan, what’s wrong with you?"

She held his shoulder with a tone full of concern.

She had never seen him like this since he was born.

"Are you sick?" Xia Ningxing, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, quickly pulled over his tender hand to check his pulse.

But Chuanchuan pulled back his hand directly, managing a faint smile: "Mom, I’m fine, don’t worry. I’m just in a bad mood."

"Then why are you in a bad mood? Can you talk to mom about it? Maybe mom can find a solution," Xia Ningxing, having never seen him troubled by anything, promptly asked with patience.

"Mom, can you really find a way?" Upon hearing this, Chuanchuan seemed to grab onto a lifeline, quickly telling her all about Cheng Youyou leaving.

After hearing everything, Xia Ningxing fell silent.

If it were something else, she might have been able to give him an idea, but what could she do about this matter?

Surely they couldn’t forcibly keep Youyou?

What kind of joke was that, what right did she have, what authority?

And besides, which parents could bear to leave their child, to let their child stay alone in a city or with people they weren’t very familiar with?