The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 147 - 151 The Woman Who Married into a Wealthy Family (11)

Chapter 147: Chapter 151 The Woman Who Married into a Wealthy Family (11)

Huayin was never a particularly strong person. Now confronted with so many troubles, the fact that she managed to refrain from seeking help was already an expression of her utmost stubbornness.

But troubles seemed to have no intention of sparing her.

The best friend and senior sister she took in were always sighing and complaining, causing her a splitting headache.

The debt weighing on her made her want to cry.

In the past, she would have thought of ways to earn some money, but now, after several years of a comfortable life, she couldn’t adapt to working.

Either she broke someone’s dishes, or she stained a customer’s expensive clothes.

As a result, she didn’t earn a single penny, but instead ended up compensating quite a lot.

Upon returning home, there were two more mouths waiting for her to cook dinner.

She was incompetent, and the two others in the house were even more so.

They were like canaries spoiled by men, who, once set free, didn’t even know how to survive.

Every day she was tormented by these matters, and her once well-maintained face, no matter how naturally beautiful, could not escape being ravaged.

Now Huayin couldn’t even care for herself, let alone her son, Hua Xinghe.

It was only after the boarding school teachers called in anxiety that she realized Hua Xinghe had been missing for three days.

Afraid to take responsibility, the school didn’t report to the police or notify the child’s parents immediately after the teachers discovered he was missing; instead, they assembled a search party. Now, truly unable to find him and seeing from the surveillance footage that the child had secretly left the school and hadn’t returned, the school’s leaders panicked. They quickly reported to the police, then had a teacher notify the parents.

After receiving this call, Huayin completely lost her composure. Although she knew Hua Xinghe wasn’t her child, and at most, she merely neglected him, she wasn’t cruel enough to harm the child. Besides, this child was, after all, Qi Ran’s flesh and blood.

Even for the sake of her own biological children living with the Yuan Family, she dared not mistreat Hua Xinghe in any way.

And because of this negligence, a serious problem had arisen.

Huayin couldn’t imagine what kind of attitude the man would have if he found out she had lost his child.

Huayin stumbled into the school and grabbed the child’s homeroom teacher’s hand, her voice tearing up as she pleaded, "Can we please not call the police yet?"

The homeroom teacher was befuddled.

Is this the biological mother? No mistake, right?

The child had been missing for three days, and instead of urging them to search quickly or questioning them, she was asking them not to call the police.

It was too strange; they had already prepared for a hysterical interrogation from the parents.

The first thought in Huayin’s mind was that she didn’t want the man to know about it yet.

If they called the police and it became a big deal, she feared she wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret.

"Maybe, maybe the child was just playing around and went somewhere. Let’s search together again," Huayin suggested.

The homeroom teacher looked at Huayin as if she were mentally challenged and said, unable to bear it anymore, "The child has been missing for three days. Xinghe is always so well-behaved. Unless there is a special reason, he wouldn’t do something that worries people."

If it weren’t for the school leaders insisting, they would have called the police as soon as they realized the child was missing.

Now no excuse would suffice; the teacher was nearly dying of regret.

To make matters worse, she found that Xinghe’s mother was even less reliable.

With the teacher’s skeptical gaze upon her, Huayin hung her head low and quietly stammered an explanation: "I, I was just thinking maybe he hid on purpose, wanting to draw adults’ attention... isn’t that how they portray it on TV?"

The homeroom teacher’s already poor impression of Huayin soured even more. Seeing Xinghe, such a small child, always alone, she knew his mother was unreliable, but she never expected her to be so...

The teacher didn’t know what adjective to use anymore. At such a critical moment, she instead found herself distracted by trivial thoughts. Wasn’t the most important thing right now to figure out how to find the child?

So much time had already been wasted. If they didn’t call the police and relied solely on their current manpower and abilities, they wouldn’t be able to search a larger area.

"Alright, we have called the police. You’re the mother of the child, why don’t you think, is there any place the child likes to go the most?"

Huayin seemed absent-minded, her expression dazed, shaking hands as she fumbled for her mobile phone.

She had a rare moment of cleverness and no longer maintained her stubbornness.

It was better for her to call him and inform him about the situation rather than letting that man find out on his own.

With her own son involved, he... he might not be too harsh in questioning her, right...

At that time, Su Li, wearing sunglasses, stood at a secluded corner of the school entrance, holding the hand of a child who appeared to be five or six years old.

Despite being seven, the child looked quite small, as if they were only five or six.

One could tell at a glance that the child hadn’t been taken care of diligently.

"I see..."

The child, head bowed, hummed in a low voice, holding Su Li’s hand a bit tighter.

"Let’s go now."

As the child looked up, it was apparent that he was Hua Xinghe, the very child everyone was anxiously searching for.

Hua Xinghe asked timidly, "Mom, you will treat me well, right?"

Su Li smiled gently, leaned down, and kissed the child’s forehead lightly, "Of course, you are my son. If I don’t treat you well, who will I treat well?"

"Remember, your name is now Su Wuchen."

"Okay."

Hua Xinghe, no, now he should be called Su Wuchen.

Su Wuchen took a deep look at the woman crying like a pear flower bathed in rain with a mobile phone at the school gate, cast aside all the memories, and then held the warm hand of the woman in front of him with greater tightness, tilting his head to look at the face that bore some resemblance to his own, and gradually revealed a small smile.

His previous desire for maternal affection and the sense of being neglected vanished.

It was a relief, not his own unlovability that prevented him from receiving the same fresh love from his mother like other children did.

So it turned out he wasn’t her child at all. He forgave her.

Su Wuchen cheered quietly in his heart; he wouldn’t be laughed at by other kids for being without parents anymore.

His mother was so beautiful and nice to him, her hands so warm.

Rewinding to three days earlier, the child previously known as Hua Xinghe was on his weekly trip home from school when, just around the corner from his house, he met this woman who claimed to be his biological mother.

Despite his young age, Hua Xinghe had a sense of caution.

But the woman was so persuasive that, unwittingly, he led her all the way to his doorstep.

Trying several times, he couldn’t fit the key into the metal door.

Hua Xinghe was somewhat at a loss; then, using his children’s phone, he dialed Huayin’s number but couldn’t get through. Just then, a neighbor happened to return.

With surprise, the neighbor asked, "Xinghe, why are you here?"

The little boy looked baffled, "My home..."

"Your mother sold the house...."