Du Ruoxin was woken by a phone ringing, a crackling sound like a death knell.
She opened her eyes, saw it was Clara's call, slid the screen, and said, "Hello~~"
Clara's tearful voice was deafening even without the speakerphone, "Wuwuwu, Ruoxin, Ruoxin..."
Du Ruoxin's sleepiness vanished instantly, "What's wrong?"
Clara: "I'm in a bad mood... wuwuwu... I can't sleep... I'm so upset..."
Du Ruoxin sat up, pulled open the curtains, saw the sky was already bright outside, and got up to wash.
"What happened?"
Clara had always been prone to crying and being startled, so Du Ruoxin calmly asked.
"Aiden... Aiden is so pitiful." Clara sobbed incessantly, "Wuwuwu, I asked J when they would hold Aiden's hundred-day banquet, and he didn't reply."
"Aiden hasn't met his grandparents, uncles, and aunts yet."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Clara's intention was to have Aiden recognized by the family?
She couldn't agree to this on behalf of her elder brother, "I'll ask."
After hanging up, Du Ruoxin finished washing, tidied herself up, and walked out of the RV.
【Where is Big Brother?】
Why didn't she see him?
Du Ruoxin didn't see Christiano on the sofa and felt a slight surprise.
When she opened the car door and stepped out of the RV, the scene that met her eyes made her a little dazed—a misty morning, peaks appearing and disappearing, as beautiful as a fairyland.
The mountain air was excellent, and just one breath felt like being reborn in fire.
But what shocked Du Ruoxin was seeing Christiano sitting by the campfire, wearing sunglasses, drinking tea, looking leisurely and content.
This was a tranquility she had never seen in her elder brother.
It was like an explosive and irritable lion, shedding its fangs and transforming into a well-behaved and docile kitten.
Completely non-threatening.
Beside him were two tents, one large and one small.
【Did Big Brother sleep in a tent last night? Not in the car?】
So, was he wordlessly telling her—he would maintain a distance from her? He would... slowly learn to let go of his obsession with her?
With this realization, Du Ruoxin's mood improved significantly.
"Brother," she called out, naturally walking over and sitting beside him.
The morning air was a bit cold, and even though she was wearing a thick down jacket, her exposed hands felt the icy chill.
"Morning," Christiano looked at her, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Mm," Du Ruoxin placed her hands by the campfire, warming them, "What are we having for breakfast?"
She was a little hungry.
Christiano got up and served her a bowl of millet porridge, "Drink this first, I'll grill some meat for you right away."
Du Ruoxin took it, "Thank you."
Christiano took the teapot and began to grill the marinated beef and pork belly.
"Sizzle sizzle—"
The man skillfully oiled and grilled the meat, the pork belly sizzling and releasing oil under the charcoal fire.
Du Ruoxin's mouth watered at the delicious smell of the meat, "It smells so good."
Remembering Clara's plea, she said, "Brother, Aiden's hundred-day celebration is coming up soon, do you want to give him an identity?"
Christiano didn't even look up, coldly and heartlessly stating, "Clara should have known the consequences before giving birth to him."
What status could an illegitimate child have?
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Suddenly, the meat didn't smell good anymore.
But since Clara had asked her, she couldn't return empty-handed. Du Ruoxin continued, "Okay, I know you won't get married to Clara, but can you at least let Daddy, Mommy, second brother, and third brother meet little Aiden?"