I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 285
Chu Luochuan, whose body was frozen in the kitchen, breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the pot with some hesitation.

"Master?"

A tall servant came outside, followed by a thin one, it was Wang and Alan.

Ah Wang said cautiously: "Young Master, Miss Nan asked me to remind you that the medicinal food will rot if you cook it again."

Alan: "Master Chu, but this sand cup is too hot? Why don't you take it out for you and let it cool down before delivering it?"

"." If he was late, maybe she and Zhao Jingyu would shout something.

When Chu Luochuan walked into the hall carrying the medicinal meal.

The guests were already seated at the birthday banquet, and the tables were separated, so it wouldn't make people feel that there were too many people coming. This is just the ranking that Master Chu, the richest man in Yao City, should have.

It's just that when everyone saw Young Master Chu who rarely showed up, they couldn't help being surprised, even more curious, what would happen to the child who loves to contradict Master Chu the most on weekdays?

All eyes from all directions stared at the young man, even Master Chu was astonished.

"What the hell is going on with him?"

Master Chu was used to being angry with his son on weekdays. Seeing him serving food with a docile face, Master Chu's first reaction was unimaginable. He came to honor himself.

Yun Qiushui was questioned by Master Chu, smiled, and looked at the little girl next to the boy with a little surprise and gratitude.

The young man who came silently nodded, his expression unclear.

In the silence where all the guests were paying attention, the father and son were stunned, trying hard to bear the thought of turning around and leaving.

Chu Luochuan was following the little girl, and he caught her gaze out of the corner of his eye, feeling so ashamed in his heart that he would have no face to see anyone in the future.

'boom--'

Finally walking to Master Chu's birthday table, he put down the cup of medicinal food in his hand, but he couldn't control his strength well.

It's a bit heavy.

Master Chu was almost taken aback.

"Hurry up and say the birthday greetings." Nan Luo reminded in a low voice.

"." The young man clenched his fingertips under his cuffs, and he didn't look at Master Chu, but his expression was not the usual indifference and arrogance, but his face was stiff and awkward.

Halfway through opening his lips, his blood was flowing backwards.

Suddenly, he looked up at Master Chu.

He turned away.

"He stewed this medicinal meal for Uncle Chu with his own hands. In front of so many people, I would be embarrassed." Nan Luo said when the guests opened their eyes in confusion and the atmosphere was about to freeze. , and immediately let out a soft voice.

She finished.

Master Chu couldn't believe it, but tears almost flashed in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop smiling.

Zhao Jingyu raised her voice: "I got it! My father celebrates his birthday, and I give gifts in different ways every year, and I don't see my father remembering it once! It seems that I am not filial enough. Ginseng soup."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao nodded, envious of Mr. Chu and said: "Your son is still sensible! My family spends all the money at home and buys some vulgar things when I come back. I am not happy as a father. some money"

When Zhao's father and son said this, the guests all praised Master Chu for giving birth to a filial son.

Many people murmured in their hearts, Master Chu's son is now a reformed son?It seems that those who disobeyed the elders and fought with others outside were just young and willful?
Liveliness resumed in the hall.

Nanluo rubbed her empty stomach, looked around, and planned to go to Chu Luochuan first.

"Why are you angry?" When Nanluo found Chu Luochuan, the boy was sitting alone in the pavilion.

Seeing that he drooped his eyelashes, he knew she was coming, so he just glanced at her from the corner of his eye and kept silent.

The tips of the ears were red.

Nan Luo patted his head and comforted him softly: "It's not something to be ashamed of being nice to others."

"." His eyelashes trembled, and his heart trembled.

Be nice to others?

In front of so many people, please one person.

Isn't that embarrassing?
He doesn't want to do such stupid things.

"Are you still angry?"

The little girl stood in front of him, bent down, put her small face close to him, stared at him carefully, saw that he blushed from being stared at, and wanted to turn his face away, she stretched out her little hand to push his face back.

"Even if you don't want to be nice to others, the parents who love you and love you are not others." As if she could see through his mind, she dug out the entanglements he wanted to hide in his heart.

"Love me?" The young man snorted coldly.

Then he lowered his eyebrows again, his thin and handsome face was buried in the night, and there was a kind of solitary loneliness on his body, like a little wolf dog alone in a group.

Lost care, and lost direction.

Encountering a possible threat, I had no choice but to act arrogant and fierce, pretending to be calm, to prevent the other party from discovering the weakness and to protect my young self.

Nanluo knew.

When Chu Luochuan was still in Jincheng, he was loved by his grandparents, not to mention, even his playmates who grew up together got along very well with him. Those teenagers were all officers' children, all of them were rebellious but dazzling, Studying and learning martial arts with him, together longing for the future to sprinkle blood on the mountains and rivers.

Jincheng produced military officers, while Yaocheng produced wealthy businessmen.

The same top class, the learning, vision and ideals of those young people from aristocratic families, not to mention who is higher and who is lower, first of all, they are all built in different directions.

When Chu Luochuan came to the strange city of Yao, he saw the photos of his strange father and his mother who died shortly after he was born.

In addition to being confused and helpless, because of the prejudice against him and the criticism of his mother by those rich children in Yaocheng who started business in elementary school, he deeply felt the malice from outside.

He was only 11 years old at the time, whether he thought about it or not, he wanted to grow up with Yaocheng's father.

He and his father Chu Shihong lacked communication from the very beginning, and because he beat up a bunch of rich children in Yaocheng, Chu Shihong misexpressed his concerns about him as blame.

As a result, if she wanted to care about him later, she was rejected.

Even if he put down his face and had a good talk with his son, he had already been ostracized and hurt by his father once before.

When a teenager reaches the strongest age, he becomes stubborn and disrespects his father, which is actually all from instinctive self-protection.

Neither father nor son had a chance to explain to each other.

In the end, it could only change from a hot face against a cold butt, to a cold face against a cold face. This relationship, which Chu Luochuan had always been on guard against, would not be possible for the father and son to reconcile if it was not broken.

in the original plot.

Not long after today's time.

The relationship between Chu Luochuan and his father Chu Shihong became more and more tense, and Chu Luochuan finally chose to return to Jincheng.

Two years later, Chu Shihong went to Jincheng to see his son, but the young man's indifference still made him sad and disappointed.

The father and son, under the persuasion of the old head of the Chu family and the old lady, managed to finish their meal at the same table.

They didn't say a word when they parted.

But he never thought that that time was actually the last time the father and son would see each other in this life.

Later, when Chu Luochuan learned the truth about his mother's death, every time he thought of his father, besides the natural grief, there was a more complicated emotion in his heart.

Regret, puzzled, confused?

As he eventually lost one loved one after another, the mass of emotions turned into a hollow that chilled his blood and his heart.

The main plot of Nan Luo cannot be changed.

Before Chu Luochuan is completely blackened in the future, all the dead relatives will disappear into this world just like the original plot.

Nan Luo wanted to reconcile the relationship between him and his father, thinking that maybe when this memory was implanted into the real Chu Luochuan's mind, it could fill part of the hole in his heart.

True reconciliation is useless for her.

Nan Luo coaxed the young man until his face turned red, and finally pulled him away, dragged him back to the house, and saw that Aunt Yun had prepared food in the kitchen, waiting for the two of them to come back, and the snacks were still hot.

She sat down at the table and murmured to Chu Luochuan: "I saw that you were gone, so I ran out to look for you. I was so hungry."

"."

He lowered his face slightly, just now being comforted by her like a child, her body exuding a faint fragrance moved closer, her hands and breath were warm, circling around him.

If he didn't agree to come back again, his whole body would feel hot.

She was secretly watching her eating from the corner of her eye, her cheeks were puffy, when she heard footsteps outside the restaurant.

It was not Aunt Yun who came.

It turned out to be the somewhat drunk Master Chu.

Seeing Master Chu coming, Nan Luo poked Chu Luochuan with her finger, and heard Master Chu say to him, "Come here."

Master Chu stuttered a little.

Chu Luochuan had no expression on his face and didn't intend to go.

Nan Luo made small movements under the table, originally wanting to pinch his leg to urge him, but just as her hands touched his knees, he followed Master Chu stiffly with red ears and a stiff body.

The night is getting dark.

Nan Luo stood guard at the door of the room, seeing the young man come back with a calm expression, and his eyes were soft, so she went back to sleep in peace.

Seeing her petite figure blocked at the door, Chu Luochuan thought again that she was about to return to Yongcheng, his eyes darkened.

The mood is already different from the previous few days.

the next day.

Zhao Jingyu, who didn't have a chance to find him last night, found an excuse early in the morning of 'things left at your house', and asked the servants of the Chu family to let him go up to the second floor, and knocked on Chu Luochuan's door.

The boy was woken up, feeling sleepy.

But thinking of who would knock on the door, the irritability in his eyes gradually receded, and the reddish eyes at the end of the eyes became a little softer.

When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Jingyu.

"." He looked cold and closed the door.

"?" Zhao Jingyu slammed the door shut, and was so angry that he slammed on his door again, "Chu Luochuan, don't think you're hiding inside—"

He was yelling, ready to stay at the door for a whole day, when suddenly, the door was opened again in the next second.

The young man frowned, looked past him, glanced at the room opposite, then lifted Zhao Jingyu's collar with one hand, and pulled him into his room, "Hush your voice!"

".Why are you so fierce?"

Zhao Jingyu, who was told that the little girl's room was on the opposite side, and kept muttering aggrievedly, calmed down.

"You said it earlier, if I knew my sister was opposite, I wouldn't dare to wake her up! But you, I went to look for you everywhere yesterday, tell me, are you avoiding me on purpose?!"

Dare to like others, but dare not recognize them!

Chu Luochuan ignored him, "."

(End of this chapter)