Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 380 - 393: Jue, I’m Glad to See You

Zhuang Heng held tightly onto Jue, refusing to let go. Su Xingyu didn’t dare to use force to take the child away, for fear of hurting him.

In her urgency, she turned to Lu Shifeng and shouted, "Why aren’t you coming to help?"

Lu Shifeng stepped forward. It was unclear what technique he used, but with a few light movements, he separated Zhuang Heng from the child.

Zhuang Heng leaned into his arms and cried, but Lu Shifeng calmly pushed her away, saying, "I’ll have someone take you home. You can come see the child another day when you’ve calmed down."

"She will hurt Jue!" Zhuang Heng refused to leave, repeating this sentence stubbornly.

Meanwhile, Su Xingyu, who had finally managed to take hold of the child, paid no attention to her, only lowering her head to gently comfort the agitated child, "Jue, it’s okay now, Jue, it’s okay, it’s okay..."

Jue still seemed very restless, babbling and attempting to break free from her grasp.

Zhuang Heng stood aside, gleeful, though she feigned anger and concern, saying to Lu Shifeng, "See! How could she possibly take good care of Jue?! Jue doesn’t want her at all!"

The words had barely left her mouth.

When Su Xingyu glanced around, turned, and picked up a piece of paper from not far in the garden, she returned to hand it to Jue, saying, "Were you looking for this? It’s what you dropped, isn’t it?"

The paper was crumpled, covered with incomprehensibly complex lines. Yet, Jue seemed to treasure it greatly, snatching it from her hand and instantly calming down, eyes fixated on the mysterious lines.

Su Xingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Heng was stunned, did this woman really manage to soothe the child?

Jue was notoriously hard to soothe when he was upset. An autistic child throwing a tantrum was even more unreasonable than other children. Even Zhuang Heng herself couldn’t calm him, let alone an inexperienced Su Xingyu. Zhuang Heng had secretly pinched Jue earlier to provoke him into a tantrum, just to show Lu Shifeng how unfit Su Xingyu was to care for Jue!

Yet, what was she seeing...?

Under the gentle glow of the sunset, white rose flowers swayed and flaunted throughout the courtyard.

The woman named Su Xingyu spoke softly to soothe the child, and Jue quietly gazed at the paper in his hand, even not resisting when she reached out to tidy his hair.

Jue disliked being touched.

Even Lu Shifeng found it difficult to get close to him.

Zhuang Heng was both amazed and furious, what kind of magic did Su Xingyu have to make Jue so obedient?

"It seems Jue really likes Xingyu," Lu Shifeng said appropriately, "Let her take care of the child."

Zhuang Heng shivered involuntarily, realizing clearly and fearfully that she could no longer wrest the child away from Su Xingyu’s grasp. Even though she was the child’s "real mom."

"Xingyu, how did you do it?" Lu Shifeng asked her.

Calming Jue was extremely challenging. Normally at home, Lu Shifeng, Mrs. Gui, and several servants had to take turns, exhausting every method imaginable, and still, it was questionable if the little overlord would behave and quiet down.

Su Xingyu looked at Jue uneasily, noticing he was completely immersed in his world. Only then did she stand up and say, "I noticed when he got out of the car, he was holding something. I hear autistic children don’t like changes in environment much, so I guessed that item might give him a sense of security. When Zhuang Heng took him earlier, it fell, so I found it and returned it to him, that’s all."

That’s quite a "just that."!

Zhuang Heng was so angry she felt she might burst a vessel. Did she know how difficult it was to calm Jue?!

Under normal circumstances, even if Jue’s item was returned to him after falling, he would still throw a fit for half a day!

How come this time he gave Su Xingyu face?!

Lu Shifeng seemed to agree with Su Xingyu’s explanation, "Jue indeed always carries a paper with him wherever he goes. I didn’t expect you to notice this, Xingyu, have you dealt with autism before?"

Who else but you?

Su Xingyu grumbled inwardly, scoffed lightly, not responding.

In truth, she hadn’t seriously dealt with autistic children usually. But for some reason since the first time she saw Jue, she couldn’t get him out of her mind. Later when she heard he was going to move in, she specially searched online for information about autism, not expecting she would use it just as the child entered the door.

She didn’t want Lu Shifeng to know she cared so much about his son.

Nor Zhuang Heng.

Just thinking about how this child was born of Lu Shifeng and Zhuang Heng made a deep and long crack in Su Xingyu’s heart, a pain she couldn’t pull away from.

She turned and walked into the villa.

The lighting inside the villa was dim. Han was lying on the floor diligently building blocks, getting dust on his white clothes, like a little cat unaware.

Su Xingyu flicked on the light.

The child, startled, turned to look at her, his chubby little face blossoming into an innocent smile, eagerly running over calling, "Mom, Mom."

Su Xingyu scolded him, "Remember to turn on the light next time, okay? You have to protect your eyesight."

Han obediently nodded, softly saying, "Okay～"

Then he pulled her over to look at the blocks he just built, pointing out where the castle, warriors, and the big demon were.

Su Xingyu gazed at the carefree child somewhat absent-mindedly, thinking of Jue outside, the same age yet so frail and thin, seemingly not happy at all.

After playing with her for a while, Han noticed she was distracted, so he asked, "Mom, what’s wrong."

Su Xingyu snapped back to reality, remembering she hadn’t told this child, "Mr. Lu brought Jue over, to keep you company. Jue’s health isn’t good, you’re not allowed to bully him, you have to take good care of him, understood..."

Before she could finish, the child had already excitedly run out.

"Hey...!" She hurriedly followed him outside.

The child ran all the way downstairs, spotting Jue at the stairway to the living room on the ground floor.

The child was dressed in clean clothes, looking every bit like a well-groomed little lord. Yet inexplicably he was throwing a tantrum again, yelling loudly without meaning, clutching the paper he brought tightly with both hands, nearly tearing holes into it. Lu Shifeng and several servants were beside him, trying to persuade him to go upstairs but to no avail.

"Jue!" Han flew down like a gust of wind, his speed worrying Su Xingyu that he might trip.

"Jue, Jue, it’s really you!" Running to the shouted child, Han lifted an innocent smile, happily saying to Jue, "Mom said you’re moving in to live with me, that’s great, we can play together from now on." Holding out his chubby little hands to hug him.

"Danger!" Mrs. Gui cried out first.

Having tended to little master Jue for years, she knew how bad his temper could be, biting people without warning was a common occurrence!

If he bit this plump, tender child, how should they handle it?