"It’s okay, your family is our family too," Wu Kangkang replied again. "But if you can’t handle it, tell my dad. He will definitely help you."
Wu Kangkang was so sensible now that Chu Youxuan felt dazed. Ever since that kid’s variety show ended, he had been .
"Okay, okay, I got it."
"Can I go downstairs now?" Wu Kangkang pointed downstairs.
Chu Youxuan nodded and affectionately tousled his hair, watching him go downstairs before her expression slowly became more guarded.
"I didn’t expect him to be so sensible now," her agent commented from the side.
"He has become more sensible," Chu Youxuan said, then her face turned somber. "But who knows what he’s up to."
Fortunately, the two of them hadn’t said too much just now, nor said anything out of line.
Even if he overheard, it wouldn’t matter.
He’s just a kid; he wouldn’t connect the dots.
"Let’s go back to the room," Chu Youxuan said to her agent as they moved to her room. "And be more careful with your words, be mindful of what should be said and what shouldn’t."
She also needed to be more cautious about Wu Kangkang, in case he said something outside.
The two closed the door behind them.
Wu Kangkang brought out a plate of fruit from the kitchen, skewered a piece of fruit with a toothpick, and popped it into his mouth before sitting down on the couch and pulling out his phone to search.
"Why would blood be dripped on a stone that turns green?"
There was no answer to be found. It seemed like nobody would do that.
The more Wu Kangkang thought about it, the more curious he became. He first sent a message to Little Ximi.
But he didn’t dare to ask Little Mobao directly.
"Do you know why someone would drip blood on a green stone?"
Little Ximi found the message strange.
Because he wasn’t very familiar with some of the things in their country.
Okay, it seemed he asked the wrong person.
He could only ask Little Mobao. He sent the same question to him.
When Little Mobao received the message, he was in his home’s living room. Although Old Lady Fu had asked him to stay there for a few more days, he couldn’t wait even one day.
Ever since he got along with Li Xingwan, he wanted to be by her side every day.
But mommy would only be back in two days.
Seeing the message, he was momentarily confused. "Wu Kangkang, why are you asking such a question? You aren’t planning to do something, are you?"
Wu Kangkang: "How could that be possible?"
"Then why are you asking?" Little Mobao and others like Wu Kangkang and Little Ximi had exchanged phone numbers.
Out of all of them, he was most worried about Wu Kangkang.
He had told him to reach out if there was anything.
"I just saw it by chance, thought it was interesting," Wu Kangkang replied nonchalantly. He didn’t say much more.
"What’s interesting about that?" While Little Mobao spoke, he still opened a web page to help Wu Kangkang look it up, but to no avail.
"What is the purpose of dripping blood on a green stone?" He looked up and asked a housekeeper casually.
The housekeeper: "!!!"
"Young Master, why are you asking this?"
"That’s not good at all, you better not be curious."
"Indeed, who knows if it involves some shady business."
The housekeepers replied, one after another.
Some shady business, huh...
Little Mobao’s lips twitched slightly, and his expression grew more serious.