"When did I look down on you? Why are you so imaginative?"
He even compares himself with people like Chu Qingyun, and he's not afraid of lowering his own standards.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him and pushed him down on the sofa.
"If you don't want to be beaten, just lie down obediently."
"Um?"
Chu Yihan was about to get up when Su Qiao pushed him back.
He didn't dare to move, and lay on the sofa, looking at her with a red face and a somewhat distracted look: "My mother... Although she is a dancer, she is a good person, at least she is a good mother."
"For me, she would rather bear the stigma of being unfaithful to her husband, be spit on, and be driven away."
Thinking of what happened that year, his eyes suddenly became moist and he held Su Qiao's tightly.
"Little blind boy, I also have a mother. I also have people who love me and care for me. If I get hurt, someone will worry about me. If I get into trouble, someone will protect me. If I do well, someone will praise me. If I do not do well, someone will encourage me. So, I am also a lucky person, right?"
Su Qiao really wanted to hit him on the head.
If someone is in pain, then it hurts. Why do you have to call her a little blind woman first
However, Chu Yihan could not feel any anger in her at all. He just kept shaking her hand, looking at her expectantly with his clear eyes.
"Right? I am also a lucky person. I was born lucky, right?"
Su Qiao scratched his head a little angrily.
Forget it, she should not bother with a drunkard.
"Yes, yes, you are lucky, much luckier than me, okay?"
Su Qiao curled her lips in her heart, isn't it the luckiest thing for him to have met her
Chu Yihan suddenly sat up again, held her hands very seriously, and said very cautiously:
"Little blind man, don't be sad. You have no family. I will be your family from now on. I will be your closest person. I will take good care of you. Don't be sad or feel that you are unfortunate. I will make you happy."
“…” Who is sad? Who is upset
Su Qiao didn't want to argue with him about these issues anymore, so she quickly changed the subject: "By the way, where is your mother now? If you miss her, you can go find her. You don't have to worry about other people."
Chu Yihan's eyes turned red again, he shrugged his nose, and hugged her again: "I want to find her, but I guess I will never see her again, because she is dead. She committed suicide to save my life."
"What's going on?" Su Qiao frowned.
She originally thought that Marshal Chu had simply driven her away because he disliked his mother's background as a dancer and only wanted the child, not the mother.
"It was all because of that woman in the mansion. Not long after my mother gave birth to me, she used me to threaten my mother and forced her to elope with a man. She was caught by my father, and then she had no choice but to commit suicide to save me."
"I will not let this vicious woman go. She will never have a good life. Didn't she want me to compete with my brother? I will compete with them. I will make sure they get nothing."
Chu Yihan had complicated feelings towards Mrs. Chu. On the one hand, he hated her for killing his mother with despicable means, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but think of her protection of him over the years.
Even though all those protections were done with bad intentions and just to spoil him, he had to admit that in that cold home, Mrs. Chu's love and care was the only warmth he received as he had suffered enough from cold violence since childhood.
Su Qiao could not sense the hatred and murderous intent in him, and probably knew that he might not be able to do it.