Thanks to Tao Lehua's lack of interest in the outside world, otherwise it would be really disgusting.
Even Wen Ni, an open-minded foreigner, couldn't accept it. She shuddered.
Tao Lejie stood on the balcony. He ran after the car for a while until he couldn't see it anymore.
He kicked the wall. When Sui Dongsheng arrived, he kicked Sui Dongsheng too, hard enough to knock him down.
Sui Dongsheng looked at Tao Lejie in disbelief. "What are you doing?"
"I hired you to be my human punching bag. Do I need to explain that?"
Sui Dongsheng gritted his teeth at the kid. Every time he thought things couldn't get more absurd, Tao Lejie broke his expectations.
He had been around smart people too long and forgotten that there were still such stupid people in the world.
"Aren't you going to practice piano like your 'brother'?"
Tao Lejie kicked his knee pit. "If I could surpass him, would I be working so hard here?"
He couldn't beat Tao Lehua in academics or piano.
And that guy was a psycho.
His mother said he was placed in the same place as Tao Lehua to test who was stronger. The stronger one would become the heir.
So he tried his best, but this was what he got.
But he was still too young. Right, he was only seven.
No, according to his ID, he was five. By the time he was twelve, he would definitely be much better than Tao Lehua.
This wasn't fair at all.
Tao Lejie asked the person beside him, "Where is he going? Is there a competition today?"
"No."
"Then have someone follow him. Otherwise, how will I know what he did today?"
Tao Lejie's way of surpassing Tao Lehua was to copy everything he did.
Late at night, the call came back.
Tao Lejie found out that Tao Lehua had gone to the Bo family to apologize to Bo Yuxu. What was there to apologize for? Wasn't that blatantly embarrassing the Tao family?
He was digging his own grave, doing something this stupid when he had the upper hand.
Beside him, Sui Dongsheng's face twisted for a long time before returning to normal.
This was wrong. In his previous life, he had worked so hard to gain a little of Tao Lehua's trust, and now this autistic kid was going out in public to apologize?
Had he ever received such treatment? Not even a tenth. It was insane.
——
Tao Lehua was crouching downstairs, killing time by counting ants.
He occasionally placed a blade of grass, like a beam separating them, observing their reactions, then removed it after a while.
So he felt he was a bit bad.
Tao Lehua lowered his head, his mouth just touching his knees. This position gave him a great sense of security.
He had brought two servants, one carrying things, the other also carrying things.
Tao Lehua scratched his head. When everything was done, he knocked on the door. A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Until Wen Ni stood behind him, her figure like a huge safe house enveloping him. Tao Lehua finally caught his breath.
He restrained himself from stepping back.
Practicing the words he had rehearsed all the way, "I'm looking for Bo Yuxu. I heard he lives here."
Ji Xingzhi raised an eyebrow. So these were the Taos.
He was displeased with Tao Wanchun, indifferent to the two in front of him. The key thing was that it must be Bo Xin's doing to get a child who rarely went out to come look for someone.
Should he meddle? Reason told him no, but he couldn't help it.
"What do you want him for?"
Tao Lehua swallowed. "To apologize."
"It's your father's doing. You don't need to apologize."
Ji Xingzhi clearly felt more eyes on him—the foreign woman. Why?
He didn't dwell on it for now, still thinking about how to make the father look worse in the child's eyes.
He had met Tao Wanchun; the impression was terrible.
That man had a kind of attitude: no matter how many mistresses outside, he only wanted to pass his inheritance to the son from his marriage.
Anyone who didn't know would think he was leaving a throne, not money.
Ji Xingzhi curled his lips in disdain, walked into the room, and poured tea for the two.
"In my wife's eyes, it might still not be great, but I think I've improved a lot."
Ji Xingzhi was referring to his tea-making skills.
Now it was time to move to polite conversation. Wen Ni thought about what to say. "You and Mrs. Bo seem very affectionate."
Ji Xingzhi tilted his head, resting his chin on his hand, thinking about how to respond.
"Having twins should count as affection, right?"
Wen Ni: "..."
Wasn't it said that the Chinese were reserved? After all these years, the national style had changed quite a bit.
Good thing the child didn't understand.
And he couldn't take it in at the moment; just being in a completely unfamiliar environment made his brain shut down.
His eyes were glazed, holding the tea without drinking for a long time.
Wen Ni thought he was showing off, so she flattered, "...I did hear that. You two are really loving."
Ji Xingzhi saw that Wen Ni misunderstood his intention, so he chose to be direct. "Sorry, to be precise, I wanted to say that to Tao Wanchun. If possible, please pass it on."
Wen Ni: "..."
Because he was so straightforward, Wen Ni couldn't refuse and nodded almost automatically, saying, 'Okay.'
But now, wasn't there a more important question to ask? "May I ask if Bo Yuxu is home?"
Ji Xingzhi shook his head. "No. Did you come without knowing whether he's home?"
Wen Ni swallowed. For some reason, facing Bo Xin and facing Ji Xingzhi gave her the same impression.
They both brought her a lot of pressure.
Why? Was this the pressure that mature and reliable parents exerted on immature parents?