The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s-Chapter 913 Duan Family (8)

From her previous life to this one, although she always talked about playmates, in reality she regarded him as true kin, someone as indispensable as her nine brothers.

"Don’t panic just yet, I’ll ask your dad tonight. He has been dealing a lot with the Duans lately." The Ruanlin Family soothed.

However, despite her reassuring words, she felt uneasy inside because, truthfully, the Wen Family had more legitimacy in adopting Xiu Xi than they did.

When Ruan Jianguo and Shu Jiao returned that evening, Ruan Jiaojiao couldn’t wait to ask. Hearing this, Ruan Jianguo slapped his thigh in anger: "No wonder he’s been beating around the bush, continuously asking about you guys. He was waiting right here!"

But what is the relationship between a person surnamed Wen and another surnamed Duan? Cousins?

Shu Jiao looked solemn upon hearing this. Regarding the custody of Xiu Xi, if the Wen Family came knocking, they indeed had a stronger claim than theirs. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

She watched Ruan Jiaojiao, whose little face was already wrinkled with worry over this matter, then turned to look at Xiu Xi, who had been constantly watching her daughter. She was certain Xiu Xi was unwilling, but he was only thirteen years old – if there was a dispute, he likely wouldn’t have a say in the matter.

Because of this matter, Ruan Jiaojiao would go to sleep with a heavy heart every night, knowing that even if Xiu Xi wanted to stay with the Ruan Family, some things were simply beyond their control.

She tossed and turned in bed with a troubled look on her small face, not knowing when she finally fell asleep.

Meanwhile, next door, Xiu Xi was also awake, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, listening intently to the movements in the next room until it was deep into the night and Ruan Jiaojiao’s breathing had clearly steadied. Only then did he get up from his bed, pausing momentarily as he passed by Ruan Jiaojiao’s room, his eyes cold as he walked downstairs.

Downstairs, the dog was lying on the sofa asleep. As the weather grew colder, it no longer liked to sleep on its cushion but preferred to nestle on the sofa with a soft pad.

Hearing the footsteps, it lifted its head to look, and Xiu Xi glanced at it as well.

When Xiu Xi reached the door, the dog conscientiously followed him.

There was only one inn in the entire town, making it easy for Xiu Xi to find Duan Shaowei. At this late hour, the receptionist at the inn, who was already nodding off at the front desk, her snoring fluctuating, did not notice at all as Xiu Xi and the dog passed by her.

Nie Xiaowu went to bed a bit early today and had drunk a bit of alcohol at night. Awakening mid-sleep to the pressing need to urinate, he opened his room door with half-closed eyes. In those days, inn rooms did not come with individual restrooms, so one had to head to the common toilet at the end of the hallway.

Groggily he made his way there, used the toilet in a daze, too lazy to wash his hands due to the cold weather, then stumbled back to his room. He fumbled with the door, shutting it with a rustle, and flopped onto his bed to lie down.

Duan Shaowei was a penny-pincher, naturally, he would not stay in a single room at the inn but rather in a double room with two beds.

As soon as he lay down, he shivered. It was already December, and the difference in temperature between day and night was great. He felt especially warm under the covers and unconsciously rubbed his face against the corner of the quilt, burying one half of his face underneath while leaving the other half exposed.

The eye that was outside the quilt was still half-open, scanning the area within his line of sight subconsciously.

And with this scan, he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, almost fainting right there and then.