No matter what had happened between Jing Su and Xiao Caizi, Su Lu felt they indeed had a tough ti to get to where they were now; everything had beco challenging.
Jing Su had his dignity and pride, which probably wouldn’t allow him to ddle in soone else’s marriage.
And he was very insecure deep down; even when he could still see, he felt unworthy, let alone now with an uncertain future.
Sotis Su Lu indeed ddled in others’ business when she was idle, but sotis she thought it was best not to say too much.
After all, this was different from the relationship between Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan; no matter how much advice was given, Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan were husband and wife, rightfully so, and the general rule was to urge reconciliation rather than separation, to rather ruin ten temples than tear apart one marriage.
But Xiao Caizi and Jing Su were not husband and wife; Song Jining was.
So if people looked on, they could only watch the show; they could sigh, but could say nothing beyond that.
What was missed, was missed.
Not just her, Jing Ruo couldn’t speak out either; after all, morals stood firm, and it was not possible to encourage, considering he was her elder brother, "Hey elder brother, go act pitiful before Xiao Caizi, steal her from Song Jining."
She couldn’t do such a thing.
Yet it was evident that Jing Su was feeling down, making Jing Ruo restrained even when eating, which resulted in indigestion.
After breakfast, Jing Su’s mood improved sowhat.
He then said to Su Lu, "Xiaolu, if you have things to do, go on with them; I’ll be fine here. If you and Ah Shen are really worried, just co back when the bandages are removed."
Su Lu thought about it and nodded, "Alright then, elder brother, I won’t stand on ceremony with you. I really have things to take care of at the shop, and Xiaole needs to change kindergartens, plus..."
Su Lu raised her hand and pressed her bridge of her nose.
Without her saying it, Jing Su understood, "The Shen family is having a birthday banquet, right?"
Su Lu smiled bitterly, "Yes."
Actually, Old Sir Shen’s birthday had already passed, but a separate banquet was arranged, not really ant to celebrate on the birthday itself but for the sake of putting on a grand display.
After all, it was customary to host a large feast for an elder’s significant birthday, and it wasn’t surprising, especially since the Shen family had so reputation in Beijing, and the hotel banquet had already been booked well in advance.
"I won’t be able to go," Jing Su said, "I’ll send soone with the gift at the ti."
Jing Su, of course, was aware of the Shen family’s situation, so he didn’t forget to instruct her, "Have Ah Shen accompany you; if it really gives you a headache, bring Song Boyuan along. Just let Song Boyuan stand in front, and you’ll be free from disturbances."
Hearing this, Su Lu laughed and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, elder brother makes sense."
Su Lu was busy at the shop for a few more days. It had to be said that the construction crew Song Boyuan had arranged was indeed good; although the dance studio’s construction wasn’t complex, it was nearly done in such a short ti.
That day, Su Lu went to check on the progress.
She was also holding her phone, listening to Zhao Tong babble on the other end.
"Not to say, but I just feel that no kindergarten is good enough for our Xiaole, sister. Why not let him go straight to primary school? He’s just playing in kindergarten now; what can he really learn there? Even this new kindergarten doesn’t seem to teach Xiaole much."
Zhao Tong’s tone was full of inexplicable confidence in Zhao Xiaole and disdain for the kindergarten.
Su Lu suddenly felt that letting Zhao Tong take Xiaole around to deal with changing kindergartens these past few days might have been a mistake.
Su Lu had a headache, and as she walked toward the dance studio, she said, "Zhao Tong, you didn’t say that in front of my son, did you?"
Fortunately, Zhao Tong had so sense, "Of course not, I was afraid he would beco arrogant."
"That’s good," Su Lu breathed a sigh of relief. "I know my son is a genius, very smart, but I don’t want him to think he is a genius. I want him to think he is just an ordinary child, so there’s no pressure. I just hope he enjoys his childhood like an ordinary child should, happy and carefree."
Su Lu smiled and added, "I’ve never demanded that he has to achieve sothing great. My son, being happy, healthy, kind-hearted, and morally upright as an ordinary person is enough."
"Ah, ah, ah, well, that was shortsighted of ," Zhao Tong sighed.
Su Lu chuckled, "Just like your uncle and aunt, they never demanded that you beco soone great, so you can live so comfortably."
Zhao Tong clicked his tongue, "How could they expect a son who once begged for food to achieve sothing great."
Hearing this, Su Lu was startled.
"You..." Su Lu’s smile paused, her voice slightly strained, "you rember things from your childhood?"
Zhao Tong sighed, "Not much, but recently I occasionally dream about certain fragnts. They’re not pleasant mories—it’s better that you don’t rember them either."
Su Lu’s breathing beca a bit rapid, "How could you, you were such a little child back then..."
Zhao Tong gave a bitter smile, "I don’t know. Who knows? Maybe those scenes were too vivid, they’ve stayed in the subconscious. Sohow they just ca back to . I’m not bothered by it, just make sure you don’t rember."
Su Lu tried not to think too much about it, but Zhao Tong’s words still made her sowhat uneasy.
Even though she no longer had mories of her early childhood, she still rembered how hard she tried to protect Zhao Tong when she was at the orphanage and later when they were at the Su Family.
Even though Zhao Tong was a senseless fool back then, she did everything she could to indulge her brother as a sister should.
She had worked so hard to protect Zhao Tong, only to find that he still had shadows from his childhood.
Su Lu sighed, "Let treat you to a al soti to calm your nerves."
"Forget it," Zhao Tong laughed heartily, "I have so many restaurants and taverns of my own, I should be treating you."
"Then it’s a deal," Su Lu also burst into laughter.
Then Zhao Tong sighed, "You should worry about Brother Xun rather than ."
"My brother..." Su Lu paused, suddenly realizing that she had been preoccupied with Song Boyuan and Jing Qiao’s affairs, followed by Jing Su’s issue, and had indeed neglected to check on her own brother. She felt a bit embarrassed.
"What’s wrong with my brother?"
Zhao Tong clicked his tongue, "I just heard it casually from so shady friends, but they tend to have wild connections and might be more inford than . They said—uh, well..."
He suddenly found it a bit difficult to continue.
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