Chapter 725: Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl
Chapter 725: The Killer of Meng's Mother
Especially when he mentioned his mother's passing, his expression seemed off. The old lady felt that it was a painful topic for him and didn't have the heart to press further.
The old lady simply said, "Well, you've just returned, and you both look tired. I'll go prepare the meal. We can talk later. Shu Yu, you can keep Meng Gongzi company."
Then she walked out, dragging Zhao Xi along with her.
Zhao Xi... He had just returned too, and he was tired as well. Didn't he deserve to sit down and have a cup of tea?
He felt bitter and indignant, but he still briskly held the old lady's hand and walked quickly, saying as he walked, "Grandma, take it easy. If there's anything you need, just tell me, and I'll handle it. Do you need help with fetching water or chopping firewood?"
"No need. You've just returned, so you don't need to do any physically demanding work. Just sit behind the stove and help me with the fire."
"Grandmother, you're misunderstanding me. Although I'm tired from the journey, I'm physically strong, so I have no problem doing manual labor. Don't be fooled by Ah Yun's impressive martial skills and apparent strength. I am also exceptional. You see, I have exceptional medical skills, and I'm both scholarly and skilled. I also speak thoughtfully."
So, you see, don't think I'm a fool just because I once pretended to be one. Don't overlook my abilities. I'm just as capable as Ah Yun.
As the "Grandmother and grandson" chatted, they carried the fish that Shu Yu had packed and returned to the kitchen. Their voices gradually faded away.
Only then did Shu Yu approach and say, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest in your room for a while? Nothing else is urgent; we can discuss it later."
The old lady could see the change in his emotions when he mentioned his mother. How could Shu Yu not notice?
Moreover, even though he had only said a few words just now, they contained a lot of information.
His mother had passed away, and he had a foster father.
Meng Yunzheng shook his head, exhaling slowly. "No need. I had planned to tell you anyway."
His gaze was firm, and Shu Yu pursed her lips, leading him into the room.
After closing the door, she sat across from him at the round table and poured him a glass of water. "Okay, tell me. I'm listening."
Meng Yunzheng smiled, but it was the same smile Shu Yu had seen when they first met—a bright and gentle smile that felt fake.
Since Shu Yu had exposed his insincere smile, Meng Yunzheng rarely smiled like that in front of her.
This time, it seemed like he had habitually put on that fake smile again.
Shu Yu remained silent and pushed the teacup toward him.
Meng Yunzheng took a sip and maintained that smile while lowering his voice. "My background is somewhat complicated, and I'm afraid it might scare you if you hear about it."
Shu Yu thought, how complicated can your background be? I could say that I traveled through a book and lived in modern times for most of my life, and that would be more shocking to you.
"It won't. I'm mentally prepared. Even if you were to say you're a prince, I wouldn't be scared."
Meng Yunzheng chuckled. "It's not that dramatic."
Her words made him unable to hold back his laughter. Being around her, he always seemed to relax unconsciously.
He exhaled and continued, "Not a prince, but if my identity were that sensitive, how could I collaborate with other princes?" He shook his head and looked towards the window before taking another sip of water. Then said, "My mother passed away when I was ten. She was murdered, and the killer was my biological father."
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