Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Upon seeing that Big Dipper’s mother wanted to continue this topic, Ye Wanwan interjected, “Oh right, auntie. What does Big Dipper’s father do?”
Big Dipper’s mother was startled, and an inscrutable smile curled on her lips. “Big Dipper’s father is a resident of the Independent State while I am not… You should know the rules of the Independent State: Marriage between residents of the Independent State and outsiders is prohibited. Perhaps it was because of me that Big Dipper’s father was punished by his own family. Since he was sickly since he was young, he didn’t survive the punishment… Big Dipper wasn’t acknowledged, and I could only raise Big Dipper on my own. Speaking of which—I have to thank you for helping me take care of Big Dipper all these years.”
“Big Dipper was staying with his father at that time and witnessed his father getting punished and dying first hand. Ay, I’ve let Big Dipper down,” Big Dipper’s mother continued with a shake of her head.
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Ye Wanwan vaguely remembered how Big Dipper kept emphasizing his father ran off with a mistress.
Big Dipper was probably well aware of this since he personally witnessed his father being punished to death. It was just that he was unwilling to admit it in the depths of his mind.
In reality, people all said Big Dipper was foolish, but Ye Wanwan disagreed. Big Dipper’s childhood experience caused him to completely shield himself so that he could live in his own world.
Ye Wanwan knew the death of his father truly impacted Big Dipper greatly, to the extent that he would rather trap himself in his own world than leave it and face the reality.
“Oh right, why did the Martial Arts Union abduct you last time?”
Ye Wanwan asked, looking at the other woman.
Big Dipper’s mother’s expression became slightly confused at that. She herself also didn’t know why the Martial Arts Union wanted to capture her.
“Perhaps they discovered my identity. After all, I’m a member of the Rose of Death,” Big Dipper’s mother explained.
Ye Wanwan nodded. That was possible. If the Martial Arts Union hadn’t discovered the identity of Big Dipper’s mother, it wouldn’t make sense. They wouldn’t capture a normal person for no reason.
Before they could continue, knocking was heard at the door.
“Enter,” Ye Wanwan called out.
The bedroom door was opened.
“Mom, are you okay?!” Big Dipper rushed into the room and inspected his mother anxiously.
Ye Wanwan was exasperated. She wasn’t a tiger, so it wasn’t like she could’ve eaten his mom.
“I’m fine. I just chatted with your president; there’s nothing to worry about,” Big Dipper’s mother replied with a smile.
“That’s good. But Mom, why did you sneak into Sis Feng’s house so late at night?” Big Dipper was bewildered.
“It’s nothing. I previously invited auntie here but I just forgot about it.” Ye Wanwan was the one to reply.
Big Dipper stared at Ye Wanwan. “Sis Feng, there’s something I don’t know whether I should say or not.”
“Tell me,” Ye Wanwan said.
“Sis Feng, are you… brushing me off?” Big Dipper asked.
“Yes.” Ye Wanwan nodded. Could it be she wasn’t obvious enough in brushing him off that he needed to ask?
“Oh, it’s nothing then. I just wanted to ask.” Big Dipper nodded.
“Big Dipper, help me take auntie home first,” Ye Wanwan instructed.
“Alright, I’ll bring my mom home first and have Old Seven take over for now. I’ll be back soon.”
Big Dipper glanced at Seven Star. “Watch over Sis Feng carefully! If anything happens, I’ll hold you accountable.”
Then Big Dipper led his mother out of the bedroom without waiting for a response.