Chapter 81 Shu Nanxun's Illness
When Mama Xu heard this, she cast a resentful glance at Shu Yao, for fear that Shu Yao would just turn around and leave if she got angry.

Not even Shu Yao, no matter how angry she is, this is something she should do.

Besides, Shu Yao was not angry, she was just disappointed.

she thought...

She thought that Mr. Shu could understand her heart, but she forgot that Shu Murou was also Mr. Shu's granddaughter.

"Grandpa." Shu Yao pushed the door open and entered.

Old Master Shu in the room saw Shu Yao, his eyes lit up, and he waved forward with trembling hands.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, you are back." Old Master Shu's voice was full of joy.

At that moment, Shu Yao fell down in front of her eyes, which frightened Mr. Shu.

How scared old man Shu is, how scared he is that Shu Yao will also suffer from the same disease as her brother.

In contrast, Shu Yawen, who was tearing her face apart, was even more impolite, and spoke with a strong sense of purpose.

"Dad, I've already said that Young Master Fu will definitely take good care of Shu Yao. After all, she's Mu Rou's older sister."

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed, and beside her was a tall and handsome man.

At this age, the appearance of a man is not bad.

Elegant and restrained, wearing an old-fashioned frame, standing well, looking very hard to show himself.

Shu Yao didn't see this person much in her previous life. He was Shu Yawen's husband, and Shu Yao was her uncle, Mo Hui.

Mo Hui came from the countryside, Shu Yao didn't have any prejudices, but Mo Hui looked like a dog, but in fact he was clinging to Shu Yawen's life, followed by a group of top relatives who sucked blood from Shu's family.

That's why Shu Yawen didn't have enough money.

"Okay, Yawen, please don't say a few words." Mo Hui reminded.

It was like a speech made by a patriarch, but Shu Yawen, who has always been strong and arrogant, was actually somewhat useful.

She snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

Mr. Shu didn't care about the two of them, he just grabbed Shu Yao's hand, "It's Grandpa's fault."

Shu Yao is the Shu family these days, and she is too busy with the Shu family.

How could Mr. Shu not know, but he always felt that Shu Murou was just a child who didn't know anything.

Of course Shu Yao didn't know either, if her brother wasn't here, she wouldn't have to bear these burdens.

It's just the traditional concept, and the subconscious is playing tricks. He always feels that the older one always has to bear more and bear more.

"Don't blame grandpa, Yaoyao?" Mr. Shu put on a very low profile.

He was ashamed of Shu Yao, the woman who married his son Shu Boyan back then.

He felt ashamed.

Shu Yao pursed her lips and said softly, "Grandpa, I'm fine."

"You, are you really okay? Did the doctor say anything?" Mr. Shu asked.

These worries are all true, Shu Yao is the child he raised alone, he is more nervous than anyone else.

She was even more afraid that Shu Yao would suffer from the same disease as her brother.

Brother Shu Yao's illness frightened many people back then, even Shu Yao was petrified.

Shu Yao noticed something strange about Mr. Shu, she didn't say anything because Shu Yawen was still there.

She just said: "The doctor didn't say anything, but said that it was caused by some fatigue recently."

"If you had admitted this earlier—" Shu Yawen saw the needle.

Mr. Shu became anxious, "Go! Get out!"

Seeing Shu Yawen, Mr. Shu felt even more depressed.

"Hmph, I wouldn't have come if Mo Hui said he was worried about your health. You have been biased since you were a child." Shu Yawen picked up her bag and was about to leave, as if I didn't even bother to come.

Mo Hui glanced at Shu Yao a few more times, as if curious.

He quickly grabbed Shu Yawen, and said in a manly manner, "Okay, it's a mess every day."

"I was bullied, why can't I make trouble?" Shu Yawen said angrily.

She said so, her face flushed slightly, obviously enjoying the feeling of being controlled and controlled by this man.

Seeing the two of them singing, Shu Yao just glanced at the tall man indifferently.

Mo Hui cleared his throat, and spoke with the attitude of an elder, "Shu Yao, take good care of your grandfather, no matter what your status is, you have long been a member of the Shu family these years."

Look, it seems that what Shu Yawen said is the truth.

It is true that Shu Yao is the thief who stole Shu Murou's life, and Shu Murou should be the real eldest lady.

It seems that it is Shu Yao who should be sent to the orphanage.

"Speaking of which, my uncle is a visiting son-in-law, and he has been a member of the Shu family for many years." Shu Yao chuckled lightly.

As soon as this was mentioned, Mo Hui's face turned pale, and he was immediately speechless.

The fact that he is the door-to-door son-in-law has become a closely guarded matter, and it has not been mentioned for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Shu Yao became so eloquent, Mo Hui said "you" for a long time without saying a word.

"Shu Yao, why did you talk to your uncle!" Shu Yawen complained for Mo Hui first.

Mo Hui frowned, his elegant and gentle face twisted a bit, "Shu Yao, I don't mean anything malicious, why are you so confrontational?"

Mo Hui tried his best to appear decent and polite to Mr. Shu, without showing any trace of ugliness.

"Okay, you guys go back first." Old Master Shu closed his eyes in disgust.

Shu Yawen directly picked up her Chanel purse, not forgetting to grab her husband with one hand.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hui felt a little disgraceful, so he shook it off and walked out first.

Shu Yawen was actually reconciled and hurriedly chased her out.

Now, the room can be regarded as clean, only Shu Yao and Mr. Shu are left.

"Yaoyao, are you really okay?" Mr. Shu is shrewd, of course he knew that Shu Yao was avoiding the taboo just now.

Obviously, for Mr. Shu's questioning like this, he must know some extra secrets.

Shu Yao gradually relaxed, and said with a slight smile, "I can't sit here properly even if I have something to do."

Even if there have been disappointments.

But in her previous life, Shu Yao always remembered that Mr. Shu relied on these medical equipment to survive.

He was in great pain and had a hard time. He held his breath because he was afraid that Shu Yao would be left alone.

Shu Yao always remembered it.

"Yaoyao, those outsiders can't be trusted, especially your aunt's words!" Old Master Shu said seriously.

Although Mr. Shu is dying, he is bedridden and unable to move, but he has heard news from the outside world.

Especially when I heard that Shu Yawen even brought up Shu Yao's brother, she was even more angry——

But no matter what, Shu Yawen is also his own daughter.

Mr. Shu had already sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person before, sending away Shu Yao's father, his son Shu Boyan.

Now there is only Shu Yawen left.

No matter how ignorant she is, no matter how much she hates her, Shu Yawen still has the blood of the Shu family on her body.

It's Mr. Shu's own daughter, with fleshy palms and backs.

"Grandpa, do you know something?" Shu Yao hesitated for a while before asking.

She knew that there was a high probability that Mr. Shu would not say anything.

But Shu Yao still hoped that Mr. Shu could be honest with her, she knew that perhaps Grandpa also had some unavoidable difficulties.

Mr. Shu's wrinkled face seemed to be more distressed, and he raised his wrinkled hand like dead bark to touch his face.

His chapped lips opened and closed, "Your brother, he has schizophrenia."

(End of this chapter)

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