Chapter 549 - 268: The Death of Jin Baorong (Part 1)
Su Huaifeng and Su Huaixi truly deserve to be Su Jiameng’s own sons. At their core, this trio has always been the same, never the ones to endure significant losses; whoever encounters them is surely out of luck. However, each has a distinctly different personality.
To be precise, Huaifeng’s temperament is very much like Su Jiameng’s when she was young: impulsive, irritable, and combative, but he always maintains his principles. Huaixi is more like her current self, already starting to shoulder some responsibilities at a young age, such as protecting his brother and guarding his family.
After Huaixi brought Huaifeng home, he diligently informed Changxi and Su Mo of the entire incident without any bias.
Naturally, the unaware troublemaker Su Huaifeng was punished and sent to the training room for a good workout! Changxi squatted down, patted Huaixi’s hair, and sighed, "Young Master Xi has grown up; he’s also learning to suppress his emotions and make the right decisions. This truly gratifies me. If the master knew, she’d probably be proud as well."
Huaixi’s cheeks slowly turned red, carrying an indescribable shyness. Although this child usually seemed serious and quiet, at heart, he’s still just a little kid. When praised and acknowledged by someone he admires, how could he maintain his usual composure?
"Actually... I was also really angry when I found out that person spoke about Mom like that..." Huaixi admitted honestly, showing some unease, "Mom is a really good mom, how could he say that about her? And Huaixi will soon have a dad, it’s not like he doesn’t have one... Uncle Changxi, I really wanted to punch him too, but..."
"But blindly hitting people like that is just the behavior of a brute..." Changxi extended a finger to tap between his eyebrows, smiling as he said, "Second Young Master has a straightforward and lively nature and gets angered easily. It’s not surprising he’d lose control and hit someone. Precisely because Second Young Master is like this, as his older brother, Young Master Xi must be rational and composed, remaining absolutely calm at all times..."
"But... it’s very difficult..." Huaixi slightly lowered his head, feeling he might not be able to live up to Uncle Changxi’s expectations.
"It is indeed very difficult... haha, there’s no requirement for Young Master Xi to achieve that level. Only cold, emotionless machines can remain unaffected by their surroundings like that. But Young Master Xi is a good kid with blood, flesh, and emotions. It’s normal if he can’t do it. You just need to work towards that direction; to what degree you can accomplish it is not the most important thing."
Changxi smiled, intentionally ignoring Huaixi’s hesitant expression. Changxi himself was also a robot; his previous words were, in a way, denying himself, which Huaixi disapproved of, because his Uncle Changxi indeed had emotions...
Huaixi thought for a moment and then nodded firmly. Watching the young Huaixi, who bore some semblance to his mother, Changxi’s expression grew a bit nuanced, but he quickly concealed this trace of emotion. Teaching Huaixi was a task given by Su Jiameng, and he would fulfill it thoroughly.
What was comforting was that Young Master Xi had always done well, not only never disappointing him once but frequently bringing surprises.
At night, after tucking the two kids into bed, Changxi exited the room, gently closing the door. He found Su Mo standing behind him, smiled faintly, and, with her hand in his, walked downstairs together.
Do robots really lack human emotions? Not necessarily... At the very least, he was very aware that Su Mo held significant meaning to him, and the two young masters were children he sincerely wanted to protect, genuinely wanting to follow the master’s path... These were all his personal desires, not commands from his programming, and Su Mo felt the same.
Meanwhile, totally unaware of the trouble her little troublemaker had once again stirred, the beleaguered mom was staring with wide, bright eyes at a slightly fatigued Qiu Yexuan on the video, asking, "Did the results come out? How are they?"
Qiu Yexuan felt that the moment her head hit the pillow, she could sleep for ten days or half a month; she was utterly exhausted. Despite her extraordinary passion and enthusiasm for research, she couldn’t endure such prolonged exertion. Staying up so late, combined with her brain needing to run at high speeds constantly, even someone as intense as Qiu Yexuan was a bit overwhelmed.
"I’ve already sent the results to your private email. You can take a look yourself. I’m not very familiar with the situation over there, so I won’t be getting involved. By the way, if you finish things up, it’s best to hurry back." Qiu Yexuan suddenly remembered the message Zhu Mengtong sent after returning home, "The parent-teacher meeting is coming up, and it wouldn’t be good for the only parent to not show up."