Chapter 985 Who Is the Disaster?

"Alu..." Song Wan took a step forward and said with some difficulty, "Today is Xiangxiang's birthday. If you didn't come back with a gift, then give it to Xiangxiang."

"A gift?" Chu Lu smiled a little bit, and hugged the little child in his arms even tighter.

"Mom, do you still think that I will buy something for Chu Xiang? I have said it many times, that is your adopted granddaughter, but not my daughter. Mom, aren't you clear?"

Song Wan was a little embarrassed by his straightforward words, and Chu Xiang couldn't help but shed tears.

"Grandma," she ran in front of Song Wan, and the two of them stood like this. Unknowingly, she thought that Chu Lu was really a cruel and heartless man. Even his own mother and daughter were... It can be ignored.

"Dad, come up with me," Chu Lu tightened his thin lips and said to Chu Jiang, then he hugged his daughter and went upstairs, followed by Zheng Anze.

Zheng Anze just put one of his feet on the stairs, turned around and met a pair of unfriendly eyes, it was Lin Qing.

But he turned around indifferently and followed Chu Lu.

At this time, Chu Jiang looked at the bunch of children in the living room, and his head began to hurt. One child was enough, and there were more than a dozen. He didn't have much childlike innocence, so he was a little bit too noisy.

He followed his son upstairs, and was somewhat interested in the kid following his son.

"This kid is not bad," he rubbed Zheng Anze's head. He had good eyes, a bit like his Alu's when he was a child.

"Hello, Grandpa," Zheng Anze greeted proactively, "My name is Zheng Anze."

Chu Jiang was in a rare mood and said, "Your name is also well chosen."

"It was given by my mother." Zheng Anze also likes his name very much. When he remembers his name, he remembers his mother.

Chu Lu stretched out a hand and opened the door. Then he pulled his clothes away. What he held in his arms was not a toy. It was clearly a child, a small, pitiful child. This was a little girl. , although she is still asleep, you can probably tell that this child is very beautiful, and the shadow of her long and thick eyelashes is also falling on her tender little face. Her little face is small, and she feels like she is not yet an adult. The size of a fist. At this time, her little hand was still holding Chu Lu's clothes, but she was sleeping soundly.

"Little raindrops, my little raindrops!"

Chu Jiang's eyes were hot. Even at such an old age, he couldn't help the tears that were squeezed out of his eyes. He was crying with joy, but he was also sad and sad. His little granddaughter, his only little granddaughter.

Chu Lu carefully put his daughter down, and then pulled up the quilt, "Anze, you sleep with your sister for a while, uncle and grandpa have something to say. After you fall asleep, uncle, you will take you out to eat."

"Okay," Zheng Anze took off his shoes and lay down. He stretched out his hand and squeezed his sister's little hand, and fell asleep peacefully. After all, he had been traveling all day, and he just got off the plane. How could my body bear it?

Chu Lu covered the two children with quilts, then closed the door and went outside to talk to Chu Jiang.

"Where did you find it, and who is the child?" Chu Jiang deliberately lowered his voice, fearing that his voice would be too loud and disturb the child inside, his little granddaughter, his lost and found little one. Granddaughter, every time he thought about this, he felt that his eyes were unbearably sore. He quickly turned his face away, just because he was afraid that he would lose his composure too much.

Chu Lu took out a cigarette from his body and smoked it. There were some things that he didn't want to talk about anymore. This feeling was like tearing his unhealed wounds alive again, then pain, bleeding, and then... The pain is overwhelming.

He blew out a puff of smoke, and then gave one to Chu Jiang.

"Dad, take one too."

Chu Jiang had not smoked much for a long time, but he still took it. Both father and son walked to the balcony. The air here was flowing, it was quiet here, and the smell of tobacco was mingled with them. Then it became fainter and farther away.

Chu Lu didn't say too much, and he didn't want to say too much, but he said everything that should be said. He would not let his daughter suffer these sins in vain, and he also wanted Chu Jiang to know that his daughter had suffered so many sins. For what reason.

"Don't worry, I understand." Chu Jiang's throat rolled up and down. "The child no longer has a mother. I won't let others hurt my granddaughter anymore, and neither can your mother. Besides, Alu, your mother... I also know I was wrong.”

He still wanted to speak to Song Wan, but when he remembered that today's birthday party was for Chu Xiang, he felt really ashamed. His little granddaughter was a beggar, had no guarantee of three meals a day, and was even sent to the poor again. Some lost another kidney, what was Chu Xiang doing.

She is in front of the little princess of the Chu family. She wears clothes that cost tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. She eats things that others would never think of, but his little granddaughter, his little raindrops, are in the garbage. If you look for leftovers in the bucket, even if you find them, they might be snatched away by others.

Thinking of this, Chu Jiang's eyes felt hot again, and the stinging pain made him unable to speak.

They were talking, but they didn't know that Chu Xiang and Lin Qing had already reached the door of the room.

"You want to go in?" Lin Qing asked Chu Xiang, "Your father has a bad temper and doesn't like you entering his room." But he couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, knowing that every time he entered Even a biological father may not be able to tolerate rummaging through other people's things, not to mention that he is not actually his biological father.

"I want to see the gift dad gave me," Chu Xiang insisted. Chu Lu brought her a gift, but he hadn't given it to her yet, but she couldn't wait any longer. If dad didn't give it to her, she would do it by herself. Take it, no, take it, come over and take a look, just take it.

She put her little hand on the doorknob. Fortunately, the door was not locked. With a slight twist, the door opened. There was no gift inside. She searched for a long time but couldn't find it. After receiving the gift, Lin Qing stood aside without moving, just watching Chu Xiang flipping through it here and there.

Chu Lu's house in the Chu family is a large suite with a small one inside, a large study room outside, and a small bedroom outside.

Chu Xiang was still rummaging outside, looking for his gift, and Lin Qing somehow walked to the door of the bedroom and opened the door of the suite inside.

The door opened with a creak, and he met the overly cold eyes of a boy inside.

"Why are you here?" Suddenly Chu Xiang screamed, which also disturbed Xiao Yudiao, who was still sleeping obediently.