Chapter 43
The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife
The child was not Shan Yuâs, but Shan Yu had stepped into the role of a father. It was possible that he also wanted to be a good husband.
When Lian Zhou asked Shan Yu if he liked Wan Qiu, he always shook his head and answered categorically that he didnât like him. But this timeâ¦
Shan Yu hesitated for a long time before saying hesitantly: âI donât know.â
Didnât know? What did it mean?
That was half yes and half no, he might like it or he might not like it?
Lian Zhou understood Shan Yu. This man dared to take action. If he hesitated and said he didnât know, that meant he really didnât know. In a short time, he might end up liking Wan Qiu.
âNo! No! No!â After Lian Zhou realized Shan Yu was likely to be taken away by Wan Qiu, he pounced on him and beat him.
He grabbed Shan Yuâs collar, beat Shan Yuâs chest, and shouted angrily: âI donât agree! He is an ugly monster! Why! Shan Yu, you bastard! You canât do this to me! No!â
The grumpy man was so excited that his long nails scratched Shan Yuâs chin, leaving bloody traces like cat scratches.
Shan Yu couldnât bear it anymore, grabbed Lian Zhouâs wrist, and said coldly: âLian Zhou! Are you crazy?â
âYou are the one crazy! What good is that ugly guy? Why do you like him?â
Lian Zhouâs eyes were filled with anger, turning red. He looked at Shan Yu in disbelief and questioned him with a roar: âYou said you didnât like men, so we canceled the engagement! What do you mean now? Do you think he is better than me? Is that right? I grew up with you! But I canât make you like me! Why? Shan Yu, tell me!â
Lian Zhou seemed to be angry. With that said, he waved away Shan Yuâs control and gave him a slap in the face.
Extremely loud.
Shan Yuâs first reaction was to fight back. His second reaction was Lian Zhou was his brother who grew up with him, and his fists should not be aimed at him.
They looked at each other, one forbearing, the other aggrieved.
The whole world fell silent.
Lian Zhou had an impulsive temper, and he felt a little regretful after the fight, but he couldnât bear to apologize to Shan Yu, so he stubbornly stared at him for a long time⦠acted bad, not willing to admit, and then burst into tears.
It was Lian Zhou who obviously did something wrong, but it was Lian Zhou who was wronged to the point of crying in the end.
Shan Yu controlled the urge to turn away and wiped Lian Zhouâs tears through gritted teeth: âOkay, okay, donât cry. How old are you? Itâs embarrassing to cry like this?â
Lian Zhou cried even more fiercely. He didnât know whether he realized his mistake or was embarrassed. He covered his face and sobbed: âWhen I get home! I must tell my brother that you bullied me! Let him beat you to death!â
âWho was the person who just hit someone?â Shan Yu pulled away Lian Zhouâs hand covering his eyes and pointed to the slap marks on his face and the injury on his chin: âDid I ever say a harsh word from the beginning to the end? You are the one beating me.â
Lian Zhou looked at Shan Yuâs wounded face and smiled: âWho told you to like that ugly guy?â
âWhatâs your logic?â Shan Yu didnât understand. âIf I like him, why would you insult me?â
âThe reason is as above.â
âThen do you like me?â Shan Yu looked into Lian Zhouâs eyes and asked him, âWould you be willing to be with me?â
Lian Zhou frowned and looked at Shan Yu with a particularly disgusting look: âI donât want it! You are straight! You have no interest in men! Everything you do is rigid! You are serious! Just like an old scholar! You donât understand romance at all! I donât like it! I might as well live alone!â
âSo why donât you agree about me with Wan Qiu?â
âHe is poor! He is ugly! Uncultured! He has given birth to someone elseâs child! He is not clean!â
Lian Zhou not only felt that Wan Qiu was not worthy of Shan Yu, but also felt that he himself was not worthy of Shan Yu. They were not a good match in every aspect, so he asked Shan Yu, âWhat attracts you to him?â
Shan Yu remained silent.
âDoes he have any advantages? Can you tell me?â Lian Zhou shouted, reminding Shan Yu, âDonât tell me he has a good temper. Thatâs weak and spineless. I despise such a person the most.â
Shan Yu remained silent.
âHa! Look, you canât tell whatâs good about him, can you? I know, Shanâ¦â
âLian Zhou,â Shan Yu interrupted his aggressive friend and said calmly, âI really canât tell whatâs great about him, but Wan Qiu never said anything bad about you in front of me.â
Lian Zhou was slightly stunned, âI was already very good, why should heâ¦â
Shan Yu shook his head, âYour current status is just that. You are just a prostitute⦠Wan Qiu didnât look down on you, so why do you insist on throwing him into the dust with dirty words?â
âIâ¦â Lian Zhou was speechless and started to explode again, âShan Yu! What do you mean?â
Shan Yu didnât want to talk to Lian Zhou about these useless things. He turned around and said, âSince Wan Qiu has moved in, he is mine. If you donât like him, donât look at him. Stay away from him in the future. Donât bully him at all. I promised to take good care of him and the child. Donât make things difficult for me.â
This seemed to be the first time Shan Yu had given Lian Zhou a warning. It wasnât serious, but it wasnât unserious either. It was like an older brother telling his younger brother not to be naughty. There was no pressure at all, but Shan Yuâs tone was so indifferentâ¦
Just like the cold moon and frost in this place, they looked warm, but they were actually cold. Heartless.
Lian Zhou stared blankly at Shan Yuâs back, then angrily chased him out, shouting at the person who was walking away, âShan Yu! Iâm telling you! In this family, there is only me and not him! If there is him then there is no me! You watch and see!â@@novelbin@@
The wind was very loud in the late autumn night, causing the sleeves of his robe to billow. Shan Yu walked forward without looking back.
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Wan Qiu was playing with the little bun on the bed when Shan Yu knocked on the door and came in.
The little guy who was over eight months old was much thinner than his peers. His hands and feet were weak, and he only giggled at the rattle in Wan Qiuâs hand. He occasionally called âmamaâ with a soft and waxy voice that made people very lovable.
âThis child speaks early and is smart,â Shan Yu said, looking at the child who looked exactly like him. As soon as he praised him, the little boy started to cry.
âBe good~ donât cry~ donât cry~â Wan Qiu hurriedly held the little bun and walked a few steps on the bed. He also didnât want to see Shan Yu, who had scratches on his face. âThe child is crying. Husband, you should leave first.â
Shan Yu: ââ¦â He had just arrived, okay? Why should he go now?
âLet me hug him.â Shan Yu didnât leave. He took off his shoes and went to bed. As he climbed in, he took the little crying baby in Wan Qiuâs arms and shook it, coaxing, âI am your daddy, donât cry anymore, donât cry anymore. I wonât hurt youâ¦â
The little bun blinked, pursed his lips, and shook his hands. Two tears were brewing in his big dark eyes, spinning and falling, and he cried harder.