Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Shang Xi did not know what Gu Wen was thinking, and she did not pay any attention to him either. She chatted with her son as they walked to Nanfeng Courtyard halfway up Qingcheng Mountain.

A group of werewolves came out howling to greet them. Shang Xi smiled and greeted them.

During dinner, Shang Xi noticed a gaze fixed on her.

She looked up to see a werewolf with gray and black ears staring at her. When she met his gaze, the werewolf looked away.

She had rarely seen this werewolf in the past few days here. His name seemed to be Gray Tail?

Just now, he was looking at her with loathing in his eyes... wasn't he?

She pursed her lips, feeling uncertain. She didn't think she had offended him, right? If she remembered correctly, they hadn't even spoken to each other, had they?

She was too lazy to think more about it. She still had to go to her shop after dinner.

The cooking skills of the two aunties were not bad. She quite enjoyed the food and ate half a bowl more.

There was a huge TV on the living room wall. Black Tail and Green Tail were arguing about what to watch.

Black Tail said, "You don't understand anything! We should watch the news to know what's happening in the human world!"

Green Tail said, "You're the one who doesn't understand anything. What's good about watching the news? Cartoons are more fun to watch."

Shang Xi thought to herself, werewolves like watching TV too.

She noticed they were very interested in human electronic devices. They would hold their phones intently all day, scattered around the house, lying on their stomachs playing on their phones.

She glanced at the silent Gu Wen dining at the head of the table. He was the only one who was most like a human, after all he grew up in the human world.

She stared at Gu Wen lost in thought, her gaze lingered on him for a while before she finally tore her eyes away. Then...

Gu Wen suddenly stood up with his food unfinished, and went upstairs without a word.

The werewolves were stunned.

"Hey, is the Master not hungry today?"

"He must be annoyed by your noise."

"I said we should watch the news!"

They chattered noisily. Only Cang Ling looked meaningfully at Shang Xi, slowly chewing his food, his eyes full of meaning.

Gray Tail clenched his fists tightly, frowning, looking very upset.

"Just finished dinner, out for a walk."

Shang Xi asked, "Where's Fu Xing?"

Fu Xing was Fu Bao's older brother, five years old this year.

"I called him but he didn't want to come. He has grandparents who dote on him. I feel suffocated when I'm there with them." Nan Si sighed softly. "It's like his grandparents pretend they can't even see Fu Bao. They give everything, food and toys, to his older brother. Fu Xing is going to be spoiled rotten by them!"

After getting married, she had lived with her husband's parents. During her pregnancy and after giving birth, her in-laws were still nice to her, cooking broths and soups for her, and helping to take care of their grandchild.

But after Fu Bao was born, their attitude changed significantly.

Now, even more so, they bluntly called Fu Bao an idiot granddaughter right in front of her. She had just quarreled with them and left the house.

Nan Si's eyes were red. "I told Luo Zhong, either we move out or get a divorce."

If the child continues living with her in-laws, she would be spoiled.

She looked up at the two little ones standing by the door, and smiled wryly. "They're not even as good as one child. Look how nice and patient Baby Shang is with Fu Bao. Fu Xing is her brother, yet he calls his sister an idiot along with his grandparents!"

In her opinion, the home Fu Bao was in now could be described as hell.

Nan Si clenched her fists, her throat choked up. After a while, she nodded firmly, "I know. I'll find a job first. I don't want to endure this anymore. My daughter chose me to be her mother. I can't let her down!"

Outside the door.

The sky had darkened. The streetlights gave the city a different look as pedestrians hurried home.

Baby Shang held a toy car in his hands, eyes lowered, carefully disassembling it. Fu Bao was squatting quietly beside him watching his movements.

Just then, a man walking with an odd, crippled gait came towards them. His legs seemed disabled, walking haltingly and twitching uncontrollably, stomping heavily on the ground.

He was different.

Passersby would turn their heads to look at his gait.

Baby Shang heard the sound of the man's footsteps and glanced at him briefly before lowering his eyes again, continuing to disassemble the toy.

Fu Bao however was drawn to stare at the man, blinking her big eyes.

The next second, her head was pressed down lightly.

Baby Shang's childish voice was serious, "Don't look anymore, it's impolite to keep staring."

His mother had said before that sometimes, the curious stares of strangers could also be hurtful.