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Chapter 1262 Oh Soo-jin's Baby Bracelet
"this is?"

"On your previous birthday, your Uncle Zheng and I didn't have time to come over in the United States, so we only sent you a gift. I've always been a little bit sorry in my heart. It just so happened that you came here today, so I made up a birthday cake for you. .”

As Zheng's mother spoke, she pushed the handmade cake she made by herself to Han Yu, and said with a soft smile on her face: "Didn't you always eat a cake I made myself on your birthday?"

Everyone else in the room couldn't help but put their eyes on the simple yet affectionate handmade cake.

"Mrs. Jung (Madam Zheng), don't you think your behavior is a little too much?"

Unlike when she was in front of Han Yu, sitting at the edge of the dining table at home, Oh Soo-jin seemed to have returned to her usual coquettish appearance, frowning her eight-character eyebrows, and looking at her mother with a cute expression.

"How can you say that Ernie and I are your biological children. Since we were young, you would only make a cake for our two birthdays when we were young. Why can Leo enjoy this treatment all the time?"

Oh Soo-jin's tone was very dissatisfied, if you listen carefully, you can taste a subtle and different meaning.

As a result, when Zheng's mother heard this, she gave her little daughter a rather rude look, and replied directly: "Because you two are daughters, and he is my son! Is this reason enough?"

"Ah, my mother!" Oh Soo-jin put down the spoon in her hand and looked at her mother very irritatedly.

"what happened?"

"You are a standard patriarchal!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I cherish it because I'm young. I have two daughters and only one son. Of course I love my son more. Is there any problem with this reason?"

"I, I... Hey! Mom, you really are!"

The bickering between the mother and daughter made everyone present including Han Yu laugh.

Father Zheng and Jung Soo-yeon both smiled and shook their heads, not intending to stand up for their daughter or younger sister.

In fact, in the past ten years, since the big boy who was later named "Leo Jung" entered their home, similar dialogues have been performed almost every day.

Zheng Xiujing's complaints are complaints, and they are just complaints; Zheng's mother verbally lectures her daughter, and it is only verbal.

No one took these words seriously, after all... this is a family.

There was also a gentle smile on the corner of Han Yu's mouth. He looked at the handmade cake with a candle in front of him with a little emotion, feeling warm and unspeakable guilt in his heart.

He knew very well that since the operation of the LJ Group was slowly getting on the right track, his contact with the Zheng family has become less and less.

He was in South Korea, the Lin family was his home, and in the United States, the Zheng family was his home, but unexpectedly, with the passage of time and the development of the so-called career, these two have given him a lot The home of warm memories, he gradually lost contact with them.

Every year on his birthday, Zheng's mother would make him a handmade cake. This is indeed a custom, or in other words, this is the treatment that the children of the Zheng family can enjoy.However, in Han Yu's memory, this kind of treatment has disappeared a few years ago.

It's not that people don't cook it for him, but that he is too busy to go back every time.

I remember one time, Mother Zheng found an office of the group with a cake in person, but because she didn't know Han Yu's specific position and specific information in the company, when Han Yu received the cake in the headquarters office afterwards, the cake was already gone. broken.

For this reason, Han Yu was furious inside the company for the first time, and almost fired all the employees in that office.

After this happened, Mama Zheng also got some news. Since then, probably because she was worried that she would hurt innocent employees again, she never went to the company to look for Han Yu again.

After all, there is no escape from the result of a debt.

Emotional debt is the hardest thing to repay, because sometimes it can't be repaid, or it doesn't need to be repaid at all.

Han Yu doesn't know whether the relationship between him and the Zheng family has improved in those few years that he hasn't remembered yet, but according to his own inference, the possibility of the situation improving is very slim, and he knows very well that he is a what it looks like.

Therefore, to be honest, today he was able to see the handmade cake that Zheng's mother made for himself again, and he really felt a lot in his heart.

It seems that no amount of thanks and apologies are meaningful. The fate between him and this family cannot be clearly covered by these words alone.

"Why do you keep staring? Don't you want to make a wish?"

Mama Zheng reminded me again with a gentle smile.

Han Yu came back to his senses, he smiled at Zheng's mother, shook his head and said, "It's fine to make a wish, next year I will be [-] generations old, let's leave the beautiful fantasies to my childhood. But, it's really Thank you for preparing these for me."

Although they didn't need a thank you for a long time, Han Yu still had to say what should be said.

"What's wrong with the [-]th generation? Can't the [-]th generation make a wish? And I told you, I treat you like my own son, so what's the point of making a cake for my son? Thank you even for this." If so, how much trouble do you usually get along with others?"

"whispering sound……"

Listening to Mama Zheng's earnest and kind words, Han Yu didn't say anything, but Zheng Xiujing, who was sitting next to him, curled her lips first.

There was not much movement, but Ms. Li Jingshu's ears have always been sharp.

She frowned and looked at her little daughter again, and said, "Ah, Oh Soo-jin, if I remember correctly, didn't your OPPA give you a birthday present the year before last? Obviously I like gifts from others so much, and I always wear them all the time." In my hand, do you look like this now?"

Birthday gift?
Hearing what Mama Zheng said, the first thing Han Yu noticed was the "birthday gift" that Mama Zheng said.

If I remember correctly, he was clearly still in the hospital at that time the year before last, and completely missed Zheng Xiujing's birthday. For this reason, when the two of them first met, Zheng Xiujing even complained about him.

But what about this birthday gift now?

Han Yu subconsciously looked at Zheng Xiujing suspiciously.

But the girl gritted her teeth and kept winking at her mother, while pulling the sleeve of one of her hands unnaturally.

It's a pity that the clothes she was wearing today had loose sleeves. Although they were elongated to cover her wrists, under Han Yu's attentive observation, he still saw the shimmering purple luster in the sleeves.

this is……

Han Yu was stunned for a moment.

With just one glance, he immediately recognized it.

The "birthday gift" that Zheng's mother said was a silver bracelet with an amethyst pendant on it.

This... is not a birthday present, but a gift from Han Yu and Zheng Xiujing when they were on their first and only date.

"... Mommy, are you finished?!"

I don't know if she also realized that her concealment was meaningless, after Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips, she suddenly responded loudly to Zheng's mother under the slightly stunned gaze of everyone.

After the words fell, she stood up without saying a word, lowered her head, and went upstairs quickly.

"This girl is really... What's wrong with her?"

"My mother, my father, I..."

Just as Jung Soo-yeon was about to get up, Han Yu suddenly raised his hand and pressed her shoulder, "Wait, Soo-yeon...let me go and have a look."

"Eat first, I'll go upstairs to have a look, with Xiujing's character, there shouldn't be a big problem."

After saying this, Han Yu nodded to Mama Zheng and Papa Zheng, who were actually slightly worried, and then got up and went upstairs under Zheng Xiuyan's vaguely complicated eyes.

He didn't intend to do it for him, but he felt that this matter was caused by himself, so he should solve it by himself.

According to the memory of wandering around before, Han Yu quickly found Zheng Xiujing's bedroom after going upstairs.

As expected, the door of the room was closed.

Across a heavy wooden door, Han Yu stood at the door, hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

"Oni, go down, just say I'm fine, and I'll be fine in a while."

Immediately, there was a dull reply that had been prepared.

Han Yu was silent for a while, and then said, "It's me."

For a moment, the atmosphere was silent.

After an unknown period of time, the voice reappeared in the room.

"Go down too. I don't want to see you."

Han Yu said to the door panel unmoved: "Come out and let's talk."

"What else can I talk to you about?"

"About what happened just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Oh Soo Jung interrupted him bluntly.

"About what happened just now, do you just want to talk to me about this? Then I can answer you right now—OK! I don't need your comfort, let alone your apology! Because it's not your turn to comfort me, You didn't do anything wrong. I felt ashamed, so I lost my temper and ran up, and it has nothing to do with anyone! Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The girl's voice is like a powder keg full of uncertainty, as if it would explode at any moment.

Standing outside the door, Han Yu pursed his lips and said patiently, "Xiujing...you just open the door and come out and have a good talk with me."

"I've said it all! There's nothing to say between me and you!"

"But I have something to tell you."

"Well!"

As soon as he said this, Han Yu heard a faint sound of heavy footsteps coming from inside the door.

Within a few seconds, the door in front of him was opened from the inside, and a cold and familiar face came into his sight.

Zheng Xiujing didn't say anything to him, she turned around and walked back, laying down on her bed.

"If you have something to say to me, then you can come in and say it. I'm too lazy to stand at the door and talk nonsense to you."

Han Yu frowned, and stood outside the room hesitating for a while.

"What's the matter? Don't even dare to come in my room? Then don't talk about it, I don't bother to listen. Go down and close the door of my room by the way."

Hearing these childish words, Han Yu twitched his lips, smiled wryly, thought for a while, and walked into the girl's room.

(End of this chapter)