Chapter 118 Human nature is fickle.

A dozen minutes later, Zhu Suosuo looked at her neatly packed suitcase, ran to the toilet and washed her face with cold water.

The reflection in the mirror showed that her eyes were still red, but the grievance in her gaze was gone, replaced by a sense of relief and determination.

After confiding in Han Tao on the phone, most of the frustration in her chest had dissipated. She knew that her aunt's reckless words stemmed from her love for her son, Luo Jiaming, so they weren't entirely directed at her. Besides, she couldn't let the years of kindness in raising her be erased by a single argument.

She raised her hand to tidy her hair and tiptoed to her uncle Luo Youfu's room.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally knocked gently three times on the wooden door: "Uncle, Aunt, would it be convenient for us to come in and chat for a few minutes?"

The door was quickly opened, and Luo Youfu saw Zhu Suosuo with slightly red eyes outside. A hint of unease flashed across his face, and he quickly stepped aside to let her in: "Suosuo, come in and sit down. Your aunt was just anxious and didn't watch her mouth. I've already told her off, so don't take it to heart."

Auntie sat on the edge of the bed. The words she had just spoken, accusing Zhu Suosuo of being an ingrate and heartless towards her mother, had pierced her heart. When she came to her senses, she felt that she had spoken too harshly, and she felt both regretful and embarrassed.

After entering the room, Zhu Suosuo bowed slightly and earnestly bowed to Luo Youfu, her tone sincere and gentle: "No, I'm not your uncle. I came here specifically to apologize to you and your aunt."

"I was being unreasonable just now. My aunt was worried about Jiaming and said some harsh words in the heat of the moment. I understand everything. I hope you two won't blame Suosuo for causing unpleasantness at home."

As soon as she finished speaking, her aunt waved her hand, her face softening unnaturally: "Why apologize? I was just momentarily blinded by anger and said a lot of hurtful things. Please don't take it to heart."

"Auntie, I was raised by you all, why would you take a little argument to heart!"

Zhu Suosuo raised her head, met her aunt's evasive gaze, and forced a smile: "Uncle, Aunt, I came here not only to apologize to you, but also to tell you that I have packed my things and plan to move out today."

Upon hearing this, Luo Youfu became somewhat anxious and quickly advised, "Suosuo, family members shouldn't hold grudges overnight. It's just a small conflict; how can it escalate to the point of moving out?"

"Yes, what family can't resolve its conflicts? You can't just argue a little and then threaten to move out. If word gets out, the neighbors will laugh at us, saying that the Luo family can't tolerate you."

Auntie was really getting anxious. Actually, Zhu Suosuo brought gifts for the family when she came back in the afternoon, and many neighbors saw it. It wouldn't sound good for her to move away right after the argument.

Zhu Suosuo shook her head. "Uncle, Aunt, I'm not moving out because of what happened today. You've forgotten, I mentioned the idea of ​​moving out to Uncle a few days ago."

I came back today intending to tell you all properly after I finished packing. The argument just now was just a coincidence. I have never held a grudge against my family over a few words.

Luo Youfu frowned, his tone full of pleading: "Suo Suo, your uncle knows you're sensible and won't hold it against your aunt."

Moving is a big deal, so I'd better think it over carefully. No place like home feels as comfortable and safe as renting.

"Thank you, Uncle. I've thought it through long ago." Zhu Suosuo remained unwavering, her eyes unusually firm. "Over the years, I'm so grateful to you and Aunt for taking me in and raising me. I will never forget this kindness in my life."

But I'm all grown up now, and I've found a suitable job. It's time for me to go out and explore the world; it's something I'll have to face sooner or later.

She paused, turned to her aunt, and continued to patiently explain, "Besides, Jiaming is about to reach the age for marriage."

My cousin lives at home all the time, which inevitably delays his chances of meeting a suitable girl.

Besides, my continued presence here will only prevent him from escaping his obsession.

Only if I move out as soon as possible can he let go of that knot in his heart and focus on planning for his own life.

Upon hearing this, Luo Youfu fell silent, pondering Zhu Suosuo's words. His initial desire to persuade her to stay gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of helplessness and understanding.

He's lived most of his life, how could he not understand the pros and cons?

Leaving the niece at home will only allow the stepson to continue to harbor unrealistic fantasies, which will only breed more conflicts in the future.

Zhu Suosuo is now a young woman in her twenties, mature and with her own plans. Forcing her to stay would only restrict her.

Hearing her words, her aunt felt even more guilty, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

She stepped forward, gently took Zhu Suosuo's arm, and softened her tone: "It's your aunt who's confused. She only thinks about her own son and ignores your situation."

Since you insist on moving out, we can't stop you. But you must tell us where you plan to move to, whether the place is safe, and how the environment is.

Zhu Suosuo nodded gently, "Don't worry, Aunt, I'll stay at Brother Han's place."

It's the old Western-style house next to the Nansun family's. If anything happens, they can look out for each other; there won't be any problems.

"You're staying at Teacher Han's place?" Auntie paused slightly, then asked with a hint of curiosity, "Suo Suo, from what you're saying, does that mean he's planning to marry you?"

When her aunt asked this, Zhu Suosuo blushed slightly and waved her hand shyly, "Not yet. We've only just started dating, how could we be at that stage yet!"

Luo Youfu frowned. "Suo Suo, your father is going back to Shanghai in the next couple of days. Should we listen to his opinion before deciding where to move?"

"No need to wait for Dad to come back," Zhu Suosuo shook her head, her tone firm. "I've already called and told him, and he told me to make my own decision and just be happy!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Youfu opened his mouth, but ultimately sighed deeply, "It's alright. You've grown up now, and you have your own thoughts and life plans. Your uncle respects your decision."

He paused here, his eyes full of concern, and his tone became more solemn: "But you must remember, if you don't feel comfortable living here someday, come back."

If you suffer any injustice, never try to tough it out. The Luo family will always be your refuge; their door will always be open for you, and you can come back anytime.

"Yes, yes, family is family. If you're unhappy, just come back!"

Her aunt nodded in agreement, then gestured for her to sit down, and said helplessly, "Since you're leaving so suddenly, I want to tell you something from my heart. All these years, I've always treated you like my own daughter!"

Zhu Suosuo sat obediently in the chair, tears welling up in her eyes as she spoke. "I know, Auntie, if it weren't for you and Uncle taking me in and taking care of me, I would have become an unwanted orphan!"

"We're family, no need for formalities. It's all Jiaming's fault for not being lucky enough to keep you!" Auntie said, wiping her eyes and sighing. "So you should pursue your own happiness. Auntie can't stop you. Auntie will have to let go sooner or later, right? But your mother—"

"Alright, alright, that's enough!" Luo Youfu knew what his wife wanted to say, so he quickly interrupted her, then looked at Zhu Suosuo and said, "Remember what your uncle just said: if you're unhappy living outside, come back!"

"Thank you, Uncle! Thank you, Aunt!"

When Zhu Suosuo heard her aunt mention her mother again, although she felt sad, she still got up and bowed deeply to them to express her heartfelt gratitude.

Seeing her tears, Luo Youfu felt sorry for her and helped Zhu Suosuo up, saying, "I am your uncle, it is only right that I take care of you."

Besides, the allowance your father sends us every month is more than our entire family's living expenses. If we're really talking about benefiting from you, you don't need to do this!

"Uncle, you can't say that. My dad only comes back two or three times a year, and when he does, he just has a meal and then leaves in a hurry."

9

Zhu Suosuo was also a little sad and couldn't help but shed tears again. "It was you and my aunt who raised me like their own daughter, and Jiaming treated me like a brother. I can never repay your kindness in my entire life!"

Looking at his sobbing niece, Luo Youfu felt both heartache and relief, and said, "Alright, Suosuo, don't cry. We'll be happy if you come back to visit your uncle and aunt often!"

"Yes, yes, I will definitely come back to see you, Aunt, and Jiaming often. In Suosuo's heart, this will always be my home!" Zhu Suosuo nodded, her voice choked with emotion.

Although she had always longed to leave this family, when the moment actually came, she saw the undisguised loneliness on her uncle's face.

For some reason, Zhu Suosuo suddenly felt less resistant to this family and instead felt a sense of emotion and reluctance to leave.

"Alright, Suosuo, your aunt knows you're a sensible and filial child. Your aunt sincerely wishes you happiness!"

As soon as my aunt finished speaking, two crisp notification sounds rang out in the room.

Zhu Suosuo took out her phone and saw a message from Han Tao saying that he had arrived downstairs.

She quickly replied that she would be downstairs right away. When she looked up, she met her uncle's concerned gaze, so she smiled and explained, "Brother Han is downstairs. I'm going down to meet him."

"Teacher Han is here? Then you'd better hurry up, don't keep her waiting!"

As Luo Youfu spoke, he glanced at his wife beside him and said, "Hurry up and wash some fruit, I'll go make a pot of tea."

Zhu Suosuo nodded and said, "Uncle and Aunt, thank you for your hard work!"

He then quickly walked out of the room, went downstairs with light steps, and jogged towards the entrance of the building.

Next to the old-established bakery at the entrance of the alley, the familiar gray Audi Q7 was parked steadily, and Han Tao was standing at the car door.

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