Chapter 21 Part 4

Gu Cheng chuckled lowly. “Blood ties matter, sure, but Uncle Zhou’s Last Will is crystal clear. What you’re doing might not be appropriate.”

Gu Yuan couldn’t hold back, clenching his little fists. “Hand over my little brother now!”

Zhou Yonghe glanced at Gu Yuan, mockery in his eyes. “I heard Little Young Master Gu has always been in poor health. Seeing you today, has Little Young Master Gu met some miracle doctor?”

Old Master Gu’s face darkened, frosted over like winter chill.

“Will you release him or not?”

Zhou Yonghe smiled. “Don’t rush, Big Brother. Hear my terms first?”

As he spoke, several black-clad men carried Password Boxes and neatly stacked them before the Gu Family members.

“I know you don’t lack money, but temporarily managing the Foundation is at best sipping a few mouthfuls of soup compared to truly eating the meat,” Zhou Yonghe said with a confident air of certainty. “If you nod your head, our two families will engage in close cooperation in the future. I hope these antiques catch your eye.”

Gu Yuan gazed at the neatly arranged precious vases in the box, his expression tinged with tension.

What difference was there between this and selling a child to bad people?

He remembered from the storybooks that devils bought people’s hearts with gold and silver treasures, and the children sold to the devils were all eaten one by one.

“Mommy, I want to go to the bathroom.”

Gu Yuan slipped away quietly while the adults were not paying attention. Once out of the reception room, he swiftly retraced his steps based on his earlier memory down the corridor he had passed, and sure enough, he heard faint crying sounds again.

His hearing and sense of smell had been exceptionally sensitive since childhood, allowing him to detect even the slightest unusual noises intensely.

He was certain this crying had something to do with Zhou Chiyu.

Zhou Yonghe’s house had a complex layout, and Gu Yuan wandered for a very long time without finding the elevator.

Unknowingly, he had walked quite far.

At that moment, a servant emerged from the bedroom opposite him. He noticed the servant carried a pile of dirty clothes, and upon closer inspection, a brown jacket with little bear ears was wrapped inside.

Gu Yuan clenched his fists uneasily, his brows furrowing.

That was Zhou Chiyu’s jacket.

“Whose child are you?” the servant asked curiously, looking at him.

Gu Yuan gripped the hem of his clothes tightly with his small hands, striving to keep his voice steady. “I’m a child from Grandpa Zhou’s relative’s family.”

“Oh.” The servant nodded, recalling that there were indeed guests in the house today. “Are you lost?”

“Yes.” It was Gu Yuan’s first time lying, and he slowly held his breath. “Grandpa Zhou asked me to comfort Little Fish Brother, but I can’t find him.”

“I see.” The servant led him to the elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor. “He’s in the fourth room on the left.”

“Thank you.” Gu Yuan acted very calmly. As the elevator doors were about to close, the person across from him was still sizing him up.

He quietly unclenched his damp palms, and once the doors fully shut, he pressed his slightly trembling chest.

“Daddy! Mommy!”

“Daddy! Mommy, where are you!”

Out of the elevator, the crying grew clearer in Gu Yuan’s ears. He pushed his wheelchair to nearly its maximum speed, almost crashing into the wall.

“Little Fish!”

Gu Yuan twisted the door lock open and immediately saw Zhou Chiyu sitting wretchedly on the floor, crying. Less than a day had passed since they parted, yet Zhou Chiyu seemed changed. Not only was his chubby little face red and swollen, but his curly hair was also a messy mess sticking up on his head, as if he had been crying for a long time without anyone caring for him.

Upon seeing Gu Yuan, Zhou Chiyu’s drooping little head snapped up. From soft sobs, he burst into loud wails, his little face turning beet red. As if afraid Gu Yuan would leave, he stretched out his arms and crawled over unsteadily.

“Brother, Brother, take me to find Mommy quickly.”

Zhou Chiyu stomped his little feet nonstop on the carpet, his small face scrunched up. “They said my mommy died. You take me to find her quickly!”

Gu Yuan’s pupils contracted, and he pursed his lips, wanting to speak but hesitating.

In his light brown irises reflected Zhou Chiyu’s sad and heartbroken gaze.

He didn’t know how to comfort Zhou Chiyu most effectively.

“Brother, let’s go quickly!” Crying was also very physically exhausting, and Zhou Chiyu hadn’t eaten for half a day. His little body shook like chaff, yet he still forcefully stepped with his tiny feet, preparing to lead Gu Yuan away.

“I’ll push you right now!”

Gu Yuan suddenly reached out to stop Zhou Chiyu and slowly pulled him into his arms.

“Little Fish.”

He murmured softly, his damp lashes drooping to his eyelids.

“Brother.”

“Wah wah wah, wah wah wah.”

Zhou Chiyu hugged Gu Yuan, his cries piercingly loud. “I want to find Mommy.”

“Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

“Don’t cry…”

Gu Yuan’s small hands patted Zhou Chiyu’s back sporadically. He could feel that the other boy was drenched in sweat, his back shirt almost soaked through.

He couldn’t say many comforting words and didn’t dare tell Zhou Chiyu this cruel truth. Only when Zhou Chiyu cried until he was nearly out of strength did Gu Yuan take a Chocolate Milk Candy from his pocket.

This was the chocolate Zhou Chiyu loved most, which he had brought from home. If Zhou Chiyu ate it, his mood should improve.