Chapter 75 – The Yandere, Autistic Young Master’s Sister

The Yandere, Autistic Young Master’s Sister (4)

Mother Lu was sitting on the sofa drinking flower tea. She looked up and saw Xu Xinghe. “Xing Xing is awake. Xiao Chuan is still asleep, right?”

Xu Xinghe smiled and nodded, her little dimples appearing on her face. Wen Yining’s hands itched to touch her. So this was how adorable a daughter was.

“Auntie Wen~ Xing Xing doesn’t know how to do her hair.” Xu Xinghe took out the comb and hair ties hidden behind her back and said coquettishly.

Hearing her address, Wen Yining didn’t force her to call her “Mom.” She was willing to wait for the day Xing Xing voluntarily called her that.

Wen Yining’s hands were very skilled. Hair that was unruly in Xu Xinghe’s hands behaved unexpectedly well under hers.

She tied Xing Xing’s hair into a bun. Xu Xinghe had an excellent skull shape, round and perfect for this hairstyle. Especially with her big and round eyes, she looked like a black glass marble.

Wen Yining looked at Xu Xinghe with satisfaction. At this moment, she was as cute as a doll.

Wen Yining took her little hand and led her to the dining room. Breakfast was very rich. There were all kinds of buns in various shapes.

“I didn’t know what Xing Xing likes to eat, so Auntie Wen asked them to prepare a bit of everything. Don’t be shy.” Wen Yining smiled as she watched her eat. Watching a little girl eat was such a healing experience.

Just as Xu Xinghe was enjoying her meal, hurried footsteps came from the stairs. The person seemed very flustered.

The next moment, Xu Xinghe found herself enveloped in a small hug. She was so startled that she raised her chopsticks high in the air. Only when she saw it was Lu Hanchuan did she relax.

“Brother Ah Chuan, what’s wrong?” Xu Xinghe could only look at Auntie Wen with pleading eyes, asking her to help take the chopsticks from her hand.

Wen Yining understood. She helped Xu Xinghe take down the chopsticks and put them away before looking at Lu Hanchuan.

She didn’t expect Lu Hanchuan to be so clingy with Xing Xing. Seeing him looking so flustered just now had startled her.

Lu Hanchuan didn’t speak. He just held Xing Xing tightly in silence. Just last night, he was thinking that Xing Xing was his. Then he woke up, and there was no Xing Xing next to him.

He panicked.

Lu Hanchuan thought that everything yesterday was all a dream. He didn’t want to believe it, so he rushed out to search.

Fortunately, he found her.

Xu Xinghe patted his back gently. “Brother Ah Chuan, were you afraid I would run away?”

Hearing the words “run away,” Lu Hanchuan immediately tightened his arms around her, then gave a low “Mm.” He was very afraid of Xing Xing leaving.

Xu Xinghe was happy to hear him make a sound. She hugged him back like this until his emotions calmed down.

Lu Hanchuan slowly released his hold on her, then took her hand again. He silently led her by the hand to the dining room to eat.

Wen Yining felt that adopting Xing Xing was absolutely the right decision. Now Xiao Chuan was even starting to speak. Even if it was only one word, for Wen Yining, this was already huge progress!

Sitting in his chair, Lu Hanchuan faced a difficult dilemma. He needed both hands to eat, but one of his hands was currently holding Xing Xing’s.

Deciding whether to let go was a tough choice for Lu Hanchuan. But according to his schedule, he should already be eating.

Lu Hanchuan anxiously bit his lip. He was thinking. Then he saw a little bun in the shape of a rabbit being offered to his mouth.

“Brother Ah Chuan, ah…” Xu Xinghe held the bun and opened her mouth slightly to show him what to do.

Lu Hanchuan looked at the bun and then at her. Then he opened his mouth and ate it, bite by bite.

Xu Xinghe noticed that Lu Hanchuan seemed to have OCD. He chewed each bite exactly seven times before swallowing.

Xu Xinghe picked up the glass of soy milk beside her, inserted a straw, and held it to Lu Hanchuan’s mouth, watching him obediently drink what she fed him.

Xu Xinghe felt that she seemed to have found the joy of raising a cub.