The little guy really looked exactly like Chu Zhaoyang when he was a child.
Chu Zhaoyang was much cuter when he was a child than he was now.
Xiang Yulan would rather Chu Zhaoyang stayed as he was when he was a child, listening to them and relying on them, instead of taking away everything from them.
Now facing the little guy's face that looked exactly like Chu Zhaoyang's when he was a child, Xiang Yulan couldn't bear to see him being beaten.
Chu Jiahong put down his hand angrily and stopped hitting the little guy, but pointed at him and said, "Don't they just look alike? People are much more similar, and they may not be related by blood. Mom and Dad are confused, so you are confused as well!"
"But..." Xiang Yulan moved his mouth. The little guy's face was the best proof.
"What's the matter? Have you done a DNA test? Do you have evidence? I haven't checked, who can guarantee it? Who knows if Gu Nian is alone in country M, does she not know how to behave, and has she messed around with others? A bastard was planted on the heads of our Chu family!"
"Until the test results are confirmed, I will not admit that he is my grandson." Chu Jiahong said without hesitation in front of the little guy.
The little guy's eyes were red with anger, and tears were rolling in his eyes.
Some words he didn't understand very well.
He's also glad that he was young now because he didn't understand many words.
But this did not prevent him from understanding it. Chu Jiahong did not aacknowledge him.
He understood that Chu Jiahong suspected that he was not his father's son, but that his mother had given birth to someone else.
The little guy was so angry that he couldn't help crying: "You are a bad guy! You don't recognize me, and I don't recognize you as my grandfather! Bad guy, please let me go, I want to find my mother! I want my mother! Woo woo woo Woohoo, mom!"
"Shut up, don't think I won't hit you!" Chu Jiahong threatened the little guy with his hand raised.
"You bad guy, I don't want grandfather, I don't have a grandfather! I don't recognize you! Woooooooh, grandpa... I tell you, my grandpa is a policeman, he will come to arrest you!" The little guy was scared. Very, but still bite the bullet and pretend to be strong, but refuse to admit defeat.
Looking like this, he looked exactly like Chu Zhaoyang when he was a child.
"Let's go, leave him here alone, he can't scream and will be tired after a while." Xiang Yulan said.
After all the talk, Chu Jiahong put down his hand, snorted viciously at the little guy, and left with Xiang Yulan.
Outside, locked the door.
The little guy wiped his tears randomly, but new ones flowed out immediately.
"Don't cry, Chu Jinyu, you can't cry." The little guy said to himself, but he couldn't control his tears and kept flowing out.
He did get out of bed.
But the little man was too short, he couldn't even reach the window sill, and couldn't look out of the window.
The little guy rushed to the door, waving his little fists and banging on the door: "Let me out! Let me out, I want to find my Mom! I want to find my Mom, woooooooooo! Dad, Mom, come and save me!" Grandpa, Grandma woooooooooo!"
The little guy screamed for a long time, his eyes hurt from crying, his voice became hoarse, and he was tired.
Slowly squatting on the ground: "Don't be afraid Little Millet Cake, Mom will come to me, and Grandpa will come, so Little Millet Cake won't be afraid wuwuwuwu...Mom...come quickly...wuwu Woohoo...Dad..."
Millet Cake... Millet Cake is scared!
The little guy was tired from crying, so he climbed onto the bed again and huddled in the corner.
He kept counting and he could only count to 100 now.
So he counted 100 back and forth several times, but he still didn't wait for his parents to come to him.
"Mom..." The little guy yelled until his voice became hoarse. His originally soft voice became hoarse and dry, as if sandpaper had been scratched on his throat.
He curled up tiredly, forming the shape of a "bow", huddled on the bed.
"Mom, come quickly, Little Millet Cake misses you..."
***
Chu Zhaoyang was driving the car. After hanging up the phone, he reached over and held Gu Nian's hand.
Gu Nian's hand stiffened for a moment, and she tried to pull it out of his palm, but was held tightly by Chu Zhaoyang.
"I won't let them go." Chu Zhaoyang said in a deep voice, "Nian Nian, don't be angry with me."
"I know, I shouldn't be angry with you. Little Millet Cake is also your son, and you have the same worries as me. But I just feel that they are your parents, and I can't help but angry at you too." Gu Nian finally stopped being stiff and held Chu Zhaoyang's hand with his backhand, "They...will they hit Little Millet Cake?"
"No, Little Millet Cake is still so small, no matter how inhumane he is, they can't do anything to him. What's more, Little Millet Cake is still their grandson, and they haven't reached such an inhumane point yet." Chu Zhaoyang said.
But, the little guy was scared, that's for sure.
Those two people probably didn't have a good attitude.
"But they don't like me, because of me, they won't like Little Millet Cake either, and will not be good to him. What should I do?" Gu Nian's tears fell on the back of Chu Zhaoyang's hand.
"We will be there soon." The back of Chu Zhaoyang's hand was hot from her tears, and he held her hand tightly. "We will bring the Little Millet Cake back soon."
Gu Nian nodded vigorously.
After a while, Chu Zhaoyang received a call from a strange man's voice: "Master Chu, we are already here. Let's meet at the door."
"Okay, we'll be there soon." Chu Zhaoyang hung up the phone and explained to Gu Nian, "I contacted the tribe."
"Tribe?" Gu Nian was puzzled.
"It is a troop affiliated to the clan leader." Chu Zhaoyang explained, "Because the old man has not completely retreated, the clan tribe is now jointly controlled by me and the old man."
However, Chu Zhaoyang didn't expect that the old man also called the tribe, and the two of them actually thought of going together.
Chu Zhaoyang's car arrived at the gate of the community where Chu Jiahong was located, and saw a row of black cars parked at the gate.