Yao Feiran closed the door, and Zhou Mansheng was cursing outside. Zhou Yu was still a little scared. Her mother didn't like to talk much and just worked silently. Her father always liked to vent his dissatisfaction, such as criticizing her mother's food at the dinner table and criticizing her mother for not being careful. Zhou Yu hated this scene and felt very depressed at home every day. In fact, her father did nothing.

Yao Feiran gathered her documents and other belongings. Zhou Yu asked curiously, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"I heard everything you and your dad said."

Zhou Yu quickly said, "I'm sorry, Mom."

"You did nothing wrong. You're still in school, and it's not your place to support the family financially. It's just that your dad not only doesn't want to help me, but he also wants my money. We can't live together anymore."

Zhou Yu was a little scared: "Mom, do you want a divorce?"

"right."

"Then I'll go with Mom."

Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, Yao Feiran patted her shoulder. After the two finished tidying up, Yao Feiran came out and found that Zhou Mansheng had made a mess of the kitchen, ransacked the refrigerator, eaten a lot of snacks, and left a lot of stains in the house. She looked a little smug and said, "What's wrong? Are you getting angry now?"

"I'm here to talk to you about the divorce."

Zhou Mansheng was taken aback at first, then flew into a rage: "What's wrong with you? At your age, still getting a divorce? Aren't you ashamed?"

Yao Feiran said indifferently, "I'm not in the mood to argue with you. The house is yours, you compensate me with 100,000 yuan. You'd better get a divorce soon, or it will be too late to regret it."

The original owner lived in Shiyan Town, where houses were inexpensive.

Zhou Mansheng scoffed, "You want a divorce? Fine, then leave with nothing."

That day, Yao Feiran rented a hotel room for Zhou Yu to stay temporarily, and she moved all her belongings from the house to the hotel.

After returning home, Zhou Mansheng snorted at her, went out to eat a bowl of noodles, and came back. That night, he was suddenly awakened from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yao Feiran standing at the head of his bed, holding a knife in her hand.

Zhou Mansheng was so frightened that he tripped and fell, yelling, "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, just a knife. Why are you getting so worked up?"

Yao Feiran's gaze turned gloomy, and Zhou Mansheng was instantly wide awake. The two stared at each other until the next morning.

For the past month, whenever he felt sleepy, Yao Feiran would appear in front of him like a plague, then slap him across the face. He was completely unable to fight back. He slept at his friend's house for a few nights, but it wasn't a long-term solution. Besides, the house was a complete mess. In the past, Yao Feiran would clean it if she couldn't stand it, but now she just closes the door and only cleans her own room.

The stench outside had been unbearable for a long time, and even the neighbors had come to complain.

After he returned, Yao Feiran would hit him frequently. He cried and went to the police, but the police only mediated and said that the slaps didn't even qualify as minor injuries.

After suffering from insomnia for a week, Zhou Mansheng was severely traumatized and eventually divorced Yao Feiran with dark circles under his eyes.

He said with some resentment, "You'll regret this. Who else can you find at your age? Don't come begging me then!"

Yao Feiran glanced at him, thinking to herself that all these years, it was the original owner who had managed the household, taken care of him, and even spent money on him, so why was the other party so confident?

However, she was too lazy to think about it, so she turned around, hailed a car, and left.

Yao Feiran stopped at the hotel, where Zhou Yu was already waiting: "Mom, are you really divorced?"

"Hmm, the scores should be out tomorrow, right?"

"yes....."

Zhou Yu was extremely nervous. The college entrance exam scores were about to be released, and her mind was completely blank.

Yao Feiran noticed her nervousness but didn't offer any advice. After all, she had to face it eventually. The next day, Zhou Yu stared nervously at the computer screen, her heart pounding. She closed her eyes and didn't open them for a long time.

556 points.

It was more than 20 points higher than Zhou Yu's previous mock exam.

Yao Feiran smiled and said, "Not bad. What do you want to do in the future?"

"I want to be a doctor."

"With this score, you might not get into a good school for medicine. You'd have to do a master's degree, and it would take about 11 years before you could start working. Are you sure?"

Yao Feiran guessed that the original owner of this body had been frightened by being admitted to the ICU.

Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment: "Does it take that long? And I have to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

"Otherwise, I'll go to a local hospital, where I'll just be coasting along, but it'll be stable. The location will probably be quite remote."

Zhou Yu hesitated. Yao Feiran knew that she was still clueless and probably didn't understand anything. So, based on some future calculations and after consulting her personality, she chose a major in artificial intelligence.

After choosing a school, Yao Feiran said to her, "How about we go on a trip?"

"travel?"

"Yes, go out and have some fun, but after you're done, you need to get back into the swing of things. University is very important, so you need to take it seriously."

Zhou Yu nodded. Ever since her parents divorced, she had been feeling uneasy. But seeing that her mother complained less and gave her more money, and wouldn't wake her up when she slept until ten o'clock, she suddenly felt that it wasn't so hard to accept.

Yao Feiran turned on the TV, and it was a program about finding missing relatives. A familiar figure appeared on the screen.

Zhou Yu covered her mouth: "Is that my brother?"

The host asked in the interview: "What happened back then that caused you to be separated from your parents for 21 years?"

Zhou Baiheng's eyes were filled with tears. His biological mother, Gao He, spoke first: "Those were chaotic years. Business was tough. Later, I offended some people, so I thought of taking my son abroad. But we got lost along the way."

More than 20 years ago, the country was in chaos and there were many criminal gangs. No one said anything when I fled abroad for this reason.

"How has Mr. Zhou been all these years?"

"I am very grateful to my adoptive parents for taking me in. At that time, their family was not well-off, and they also had a younger sister. They often didn't have enough to eat, but at least they raised me."

"When you first went to find your biological parents, did your adoptive parents know?"

Zhou Baiheng looked embarrassed: "I didn't dare to tell them that my father is usually quite fierce. Sometimes he will beat and scold me if things don't go my way. My mother is sensitive and somewhat domineering. I was afraid she would get emotional. But I also wanted to see my biological parents, so I came here before telling them."

Gao He started crying again: "When I saw him, he was so thin he was skin and bones. If we hadn't been in such a rush back then, he wouldn't have gotten lost from the child."

The show's host also teared up as he recounted the family's story.

Throughout the show, the original couple portrayed by Zhou Baiheng were vulgar, violent, and controlling characters who wouldn't allow him to acknowledge his biological father.

Zhou Yu felt a little sad. His father was indeed unwilling to pay for Zhou Baiheng's expenses, but his mother had never wronged him. Yet he described his mother like that.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like