Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 15 - , Are you wishing for my early death
15: 15, Are you wishing for my early death?
15: 15, Are you wishing for my early death?
An Xiaoyu knew that Chu Mucheng didn’t like her, and even if she changed her surname, he would not accept her.
So, why should she do something against her will?
Despite her young age, she had her own convictions, her own dignity, and pride.
“Alright, Xiaoyu, I respect your decision.”
At that moment, Chu Yihong’s expression was calm, and he smiled at An Xiaoyu, seemingly to comfort her.
On the other hand, Su Linxue…
her face looked very unpleasant.
That day, she moved into the Chu Family’s home.
A room had already been prepared for her; it was warm, comfortable, and beautiful, just like a princess’s room.
But to her, it felt like a dream…
so unreal.
That evening, Su Linxue came to her, chastised her for insisting on not changing her surname.
After Su Linxue left, An Xiaoyu hugged her toy bear and cried for a long time.
She missed home… missed Dad… but Dad would never come back again.
Her dad, An Zhiyu, was a police officer who was always busy with work, but every time he came home, he would hold her, play with her, keep her company in games, and tell her stories.
But in her memory, her mom always quarreled with her dad, complaining that he was too busy, his salary was too low, and he didn’t have time to take care of the family.
Latter, Su Linxue divorced An Zhiyu and left the family…
and also abandoned her.
When Su Linxue left, she cried and said, “Mom, don’t go, Xiaoyu will be good!”
But Su Linxue still left without looking back.
That year, An Xiaoyu was four years old.
However, she never imagined that later, her dad would sacrifice his life during a police operation, that year, she had just turned nine.
It was after An Zhiyu’s sacrifice that Su Linxue suddenly appeared, bringing her to the Chu Family.
However, for An Xiaoyu, her mother was a stranger, the Chu Family was strange, everything…
was unfamiliar.
Chu Mucheng was two years older than her; she had to call him brother.
And Chu Mushan was three months younger than her, so…
she now had a younger sister.
However, Chu Mucheng’s hostile attitude towards her made her feel like she was walking on thin ice in the Chu Family.
She cried a lot that night.
The next morning when she woke up, she discovered that her little bear was gone.
It was a birthday gift from her father when she was five years old.
An Xiaoyu searched everywhere and finally found the teddy bear in the trash can.
She hugged the dirty teddy bear to her chest and wept until she was reduced to tears.
But then, sneering voices reached her ears.
“Crying over a broken bear like that, how shameful!”
She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, her gaze firm.
“This is… a gift from my dad!”
She said the word “dad” very loudly.
After speaking, she held the bear and went back to her room, unaware that the expression in Chu Mucheng’s eyes turned icy cold behind her.
*
An Xiaoyu was lost in her memories until Su Linxue called her name, snapping her back to reality.
“Sorry, I’m a bit tired.
Haven’t gotten over the jet lag yet.”
“It’s fine, Xiaoyu.
If you’re tired, you should go back to your room to rest!”
The speaker was Chu Yihong.
An Xiaoyu nodded and returned to her room.
*
Opening her suitcase, she saw the neatly pressed suits and white shirts, and the image of Shen Yufeng flashed in her mind.
She was back in the country.
Shen Yufeng…
how was he now?
Clutching her phone, An Xiaoyu flipped through her contacts to find Shen Yufeng’s number and belatedly realized that she had memorized this string of numbers without knowing when.
To call or not to call?
What if it went to voicemail like last time?
Forget it, better not to call!
No news… is good news, right?
Just then, her phone suddenly rang, startling her. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
She looked at the caller ID, and it was—Plague God!!!
An Xiaoyu was dumbfounded!
He, he… actually called?
An Xiaoyu hurriedly answered the phone, asking anxiously: “Hello, Shen Yufeng, is it really you?
Are you still alive?”
A deep voice with a faint smile came through.
“What, An Xiaoyu, are you wishing me an early death?”
