Upon receiving the reply letter, Chu Rong got up and went into the bedroom closet.
Mimi and Tutu stared curiously in the direction of the bedroom. Before long, their father emerged carrying a large wooden box.
"When you go back later, please deliver this to your mother for me," Chu Rong placed the wooden box on the living room table.
Tutu asked curiously, "What is this? Can I open it?" As he spoke, he reached out to open it.
Mimi slapped her brother's hand and then said to Chu Rong, "Uncle, Mother always taught us that we should not accept gifts without earning them, and we cannot accept gifts casually."
Tutu's hand stung, and he reluctantly withdrew it, nodding like a pecking chicken, "Yes, big sister is right."
Chu Rong was slightly shaken. The two children were too sensible, not at all like children aged four or five.
His heart ached.
He too had been precocious from a young age. Precisely because he understood everything, he was out of sync with his peers, was ostracized, teased, and isolated. They all say that humans are inherently good at birth, but he disagreed. The malice from his peers, even moral education classes, could not restrain it.
Because of this, his childhood was not happy, even cold and bleak. He had no friends; he always went alone until he was twenty-two years old. In his life, a twelve-year-old girl appeared, innocent and lively, like a persistent fly. No matter how cold he was, he couldn't drive her away.
Gradually, he seemed to get used to it. He watched her grow up, listening to her very childishly say she liked him because he was good-looking.
Even if it was just liking his appearance, it was still liking, wasn't it? After all, there were so many handsome faces in the world, yet she specifically liked his face.
"I've already asked your mother, and she agreed," Chu Rong told the two children.
Mimi pondered and guessed it might be related to the old man's identity, so she didn't say anything more.
"By the way, save my phone number. If you can't find your mother immediately for some reason, then call me," Chu Rong said with certainty, "No matter when, I will rush to your side."
Mimi and Tutu's hearts trembled. This sense of security was something only their mother had given them before. Now, it seemed there was another person, and another layer of security.
Both of them couldn't help but be delighted. They saved the numbers in their respective smartwatches and then called back.
After Chu Rong saved the children's numbers, he said gently, "Remember the bad people I mentioned earlier? Your mother is too naive and too kind; she doesn't understand people's intentions. If he appears again, you must tell me. And that person named Nan Chen is also a bad person; you must stay far away from them."
Mimi and Tutu nodded blankly, hugging the wooden box and heading home.
After the children left, Chu Rong called the butler, Old Li.
"Old Li, prepare two children's rooms in the old mansion, Shu Jing, and Li Jing Yun Cheng, one for a boy and one for a girl, both aged four or five. Also, prepare a children's playroom. The children like educational games and are mentally more advanced than their peers, so don't make it too childish. Prepare more parent-child games."
Old Li respectfully said, "Okay." Only after the other side hung up the phone did he stare blankly at a spot.
Yuan Zijun, who was having tea in the living room, saw him standing there blankly and asked nervously, "Did Rong'er faint again?"
Chu Zhenhua took off his reading glasses, threw down the newspaper, and said, "What, Rong'er fainted again? Which hospital?" As he spoke, he was about to go out.
Old Li snapped back to his senses and quickly said, "No, no, it was the young master who called. The young master didn't faint, but he asked me to..." He paused, somewhat stunned, and even more so, shocked, "He asked me to prepare two children's rooms for a boy and a girl, aged four or five, and a playroom."
Yuan Zijun and Chu Zhenhua looked at each other, and then their faces turned pale to varying degrees.
"Jiang Mengran, that mistress, is pregnant, no, she gave birth to our Chu family's bloodline?" Yuan Zijun's eyes widened in disbelief.
Chu Zhenhua covered his face and sighed, "What a sin! This brat has ruined the family's reputation. We should just disown him."
After the shock, Yuan Zijun's reason gradually returned, and she immediately retorted, "No, with Jiang Mengran's personality, if she were really the child's mother, she would have made it known to everyone long ago. How could she wait until now?"
This reminder also occurred to Chu Zhenhua, but after thinking about it again, he slumped and said, "This damned brat, does he have other women outside?"
Yuan Zijun froze, looking at her husband speechlessly, "We old folks have been in love for a lifetime, how could we have given birth to such a heartless bad boy." Her precious daughter-in-law was beautiful, virtuous, and filial, more pleasing than her own son. She was still waiting for her daughter-in-law to return.
Old Li looked left and right, feeling something was amiss.
"Master, Madam, should I still prepare these rooms?"
"Of course, we must prepare them," the couple said in unison. After all, the child was innocent.
Old Li was about to retreat to make arrangements when Yuan Zijun called him back, "Also, half of that lawn behind the house should be used to build a playground for the two children."
Old Li quickly responded with a "yes" and retreated to make arrangements.
Yuan Zijun paced back and forth and dialed Wang Xiao's number.
Wang Xiao was feasting when suddenly his boss's mother called. Daring not to delay, he put down the large prawn tail, which was as thick as his arm, and answered the phone without even wiping his hands.
"Wang Xiao, has your boss been acting unusual lately? Anything related to children?" Yuan Zijun got straight to the point.
Wang Xiao's heart skipped a beat. It was over. Judging by the situation, the boss definitely hadn't informed the family yet. As a secretary, should he cover for the boss or offend the boss's mother?
"I'm not too sure about this..." Wang Xiao said somewhat awkwardly.
"Tell me the truth. Don't think I don't know. Your boss has already asked the family to prepare a children's room," Yuan Zijun said impatiently.
Wang Xiao immediately thought of the pitiful young madam and no longer wanted to cover for his boss. "A few days ago, the boss gave me two samples and asked me to take them to the hospital for paternity testing. The results came out tonight."
Yuan Zijun looked at Chu Zhenhua, "Since he had a paternity test done and asked for a children's room to be prepared, then it must be his biological child."
Chu Zhenhua sighed heavily, unsure whether to be happy or sad. He was sixty-five years old. By rights, being a grandfather at this age should be a joyous occasion. However, the Chu family would never be able to hold their heads up in front of Jiu again.
"Alright, I'm hanging up," Yuan Zijun said, also feeling very depressed. After hanging up the phone, she sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
After sitting for a while, her anger grew. She picked up the phone again and dialed her son's number.
The call was answered quickly.
Before the other party could speak, Yuan Zijun questioned, "Who is the child's mother?"
Chu Rong said calmly, "I will bring her home in a while."
"You still dare to bring someone home?" Yuan Zijun exploded in anger, "If you dare to bring a wild woman home, your father and I will disown you."
Chu Zhenhua opened his mouth, feeling a bit wronged. The company was now managed by his son, and he didn't want to go back to manual labor. "Wife, can we consider other options?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"There is no wild woman," Chu Rong explained again, then hung up the phone.
Yuan Zijun was utterly dumbfounded, "He dared to hang up on his own mother."
Chu Zhenhua consoled her, "Don't be angry. Didn't he say he'd bring someone over in a while? When the time comes, we'll be firm, and we absolutely won't let that person into the house. Let's go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow we'll go shopping. It's the first time being a grandfather, I'm a bit nervous. I want to personally buy some toys for my grandson."
Hearing this, Yuan Zijun immediately perked up, "Yes, yes, I want to buy clothes for my grandson."
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Meanwhile, after Mimi and Tutu returned home, they handed the wooden box to Quan Jiu.
Quan Jiu had expected it to be an ordinary necklace, but when she opened the box, she was stunned.