Chapter Seventy Welcome Home

  When Chu Jingyan saw the news and was about to head to S.M, he didn't think things would get out of his control. But when he discovered Zheng Xiuyan's reaction was completely beyond his imagination, Chu Jingyan knew that today's matter wouldn't end well.

  The warmth and coldness of human relationships, the complexity of human affairs. After a moment of confusion, she suddenly remembered that this handsome, brave young man was her childhood elder brother. She hugged him tightly and burst into tears, then pointed at those scoundrels and poured out to Chu Jingyan how much they had bullied her.

  Then Chu Jingyan will leave with Zheng Xiuyan, floating away without taking a single cloud.

  "This is what a script should have, okay?"

  Chu Jingwen really wants to know what Zheng Xiuyan has been through in the past few years, how she became like this. When they were young, although her temper was bad, at least her mouth wasn't so venomous, how did she change into this now?

  But now it's not about asking Zheng Xiuyan what stimulation she received to change her personality, but how to comfort Li Jinglu who is holding her hand tightly and sobbing softly.

  Women are indeed emotional animals, they have been crying for half an hour and only then did the sobbing subside into silent tears, making Chu Jingyan's heart also feel sour and uncomfortable. Auntie, our emotions run deep, but you're wiping your snot and tears on my sleeve, isn't that a bit improper?

  This clothing is quite expensive.

  Zheng Fu sat beside him, looked at Chu Jingyan and patted his shoulder, then stopped talking.

  From the time Chu Jingyan arrived at Zheng's house until he quietly left, Li Jinglu had been talking intermittently for almost an hour, and her rare fiery temper turned into a gentle sheep.

  There will always be people in this world who can cure the melancholy of Chu Jingyan's words.

  Lee Jung-sook is venting her emotions, while Jeong Su-yeon and Jeong Su-jin sit beside her. Jeong Su-jin seems to have forgotten the nonsense she spoke when they first opened the door. She vaguely remembers a blurry figure who took her to an amusement park, took her wherever she wanted to go, and did everything according to her wishes.

  Then memory stopped, and he grew up himself, gradually forgetting him. Just when he was about to forget everything, he appeared again.

  That face has become blurred, but in its place is the man in front of me, dressed in a suit and tie. He looks young, yet he wears his suit with an air that it should have, and when he smiles, there's a shallow dimple at the corner of his mouth. His slightly childish-looking face doesn't show any hint of immaturity.

  He's actually quite good-looking.

  Zheng Xiujing carefully watched Chu Jingyan, and when Chu Jingyan occasionally moved his gaze here, Zheng Xiujing hastily lowered her head to continue eating fruit. Meanwhile, Zheng Xiuyan sat cross-legged on the sofa, playing with her phone in a self-absorbed manner.

  After all, the two of them were still just children, and they easily forgot many things. But Li Jing Shu watched as Chu Jing Yan walked into her own home, stubbornly maintaining her dignity, and slowly integrating bit by bit.

  Li Jing Shu has no regrets about not having a son of her own; after all, how many mothers in this world have two daughters as stunningly beautiful as hers?

  What Chu Jing left for Li Jing Shu was not a memory in his mind, but the pain of losing his children.

  So Jeong Soo-jung couldn't understand why her parents had been traveling back and forth between San Francisco and Seoul for years, spending a lot of money and time on things other than necessities, all in an attempt to find Joo Kyung-yoon.

  Before the memories in her mind became completely blurred, Zheng Xiujing was actually full of curiosity towards Chu Jingyan.

  Past events are unclear and cannot be spoken of in front of Zheng Xiuyan's sisters, so Li Jing can only silently shed tears.

  The atmosphere is somewhat melancholic.

  Li Jing Shu finally stopped crying, but still tightly grasped Chu Jing Yan's hand: "Xiao Yan, how have you been living alone all these years?"

  "I'm doing great." Chu Jingyan said with a smile, "Really, do I look like someone who's having a tough time?"

  Zheng Xiuyan put down her phone, glanced at Chu Jingyan and said: "I don't know if it's good or not, but since you dared to hit a popular artist in front of so many people, now it seems like nothing happened. Although I don't want to admit it, it looks like you're actually doing pretty well."

  Chu Jing said: "The king of Chu has no match in the world."

  "Little words, you hit someone again?" Li Jing Shu listened to Zheng Xiuyan's words and exclaimed in surprise, "How can a grown-up still like to fight? If you hurt or disable others, you'll have to go to court. How can you still be so impulsive?"

  Chu Jing spoke in a low voice: "Maybe I'm the one who's at a disadvantage."

  Li Jingchu wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled, saying: "I believe everything else, but if you say that Xiaoyan suffered losses outside, I definitely don't believe it."

  Chu Jingyan felt why he had to come over and help Zheng Xiuyan today, getting all worked up for nothing. This was simply self-inflicted suffering.

  "It doesn't matter, as long as you're back." Li Jingchu patted Chu Jingyan's head and smiled, "As long as you're back."

  In most cases, Chu Jingyan was resistant to that touching reunion in her heart, and it was obvious that the Zheng family was also the same, without much ado, and nothing else.

  Chu Jing followed Zheng Fu to the study, while Li Jing brought Zheng Xiuyan and her sister to the kitchen to prepare some food.

  According to Li Jing Shu, it's always good to prepare something.

  Zheng Chengfeng sat in front of the desk, glanced at the tightly closed door, pulled open the drawer and rummaged for a long time before taking out a pack of cigarettes. He tossed one to Chu Jingyan and said, "Your aunt is strict, can't do anything about it."

  Chu Jingyuan used to do one thing, which was to help Zheng Chengfeng secretly buy cigarettes, and the remaining change could be his own. At the same time, he also had to help Zheng Chengfeng perform in front of Li Jingshu.

  In the past, Zheng Chengfeng was used to jokingly giving Chu Jingyan a cigarette, but at that time, Chu Jingyan wouldn't smoke it, so he would put it aside and save up until he had a whole pack, then sell it back to Zheng Chengfeng.

  It was from then on that Chu Jingyan discovered his own commercial mind.

  Chu Jingyan held the cigarette in his hand, watching Zheng Chengfeng light it up and take a dazed puff. He glanced around the study, which was decorated very quietly, with several boxing gloves placed on the bookshelf. Chu Jingyan's gaze fell on the desk, where there were several photo frames, containing a few family photos.

  Chu Jingyan saw herself in one of them.

  Five people laughing happily with a Ferris wheel shining with neon lights behind them.

  Very beautiful.

  "How have you been these years?" Zheng Chengfeng's cigarette had already burned halfway before he slowly spoke up and asked, "Has it been tough or not?"

  "Not bad." Chu Jingyan finally lit the cigarette in his hand.

  Zheng Chengfeng leaned back in his chair and said, "After you left, your aunt and I have been looking for you all along, but time waits for no man. Due to some things, we had to return to South Korea to settle down. In this matter, we owe you an apology."

  "Uncle, you also know that I hate it the most when others think they owe me something," Chu Jingyan said. "It makes people feel especially uncomfortable."

  Zheng Chengfeng smiled and stopped talking.

  "How did you end up coming to Seoul?"

  "I thought I'd run into you guys when I came."

  "It's good that we bumped into each other." Zheng Chengfeng said.

  Chu Jing smiled and said: "Living quite well, still able to meet Uncle's family, I'm really lucky."

  Zheng Chengfeng didn't ask Chu Jingyan how he came, he didn't think that at that time penniless Chu Jingyan had the ability to afford expensive transoceanic air tickets, and Chu Jingyan wouldn't be willing to recall things from that time either.

  Zheng Chengfeng had been accustomed to conversing with Chu Jingyan on an equal footing for a long time, and after many years, this habit seemed not to have disappeared.

  "How long have you been in Seoul?"

  "It's almost six years now."

  Zheng Chengfeng furrowed his brow: "Why didn't you come find us earlier?"

  "I never had this idea before." Chu Jingyan thought for a moment and said, "It was only when I suddenly discovered my beard was messy while washing my face that day that I realized I had really grown up."

  "It wasn't until then that I realized I had been living here for so long."

  "Then suddenly I thought of you, thinking that you should also be living in this place, maybe just across the street, or maybe in another district. How are you doing? How's your body? How's Xiuyan and Xiujing's study going? Okay, one of them is already an artist, and the other is a trainee, so it's understandable if their studies aren't good. So I just started thinking suddenly."

  "So he came."

  "Is it because you can't stand the news reports outside?" Zheng Chengfeng extinguished his cigarette and said, "According to Xiuyan, it seems like you caused a scene at their company today."

  "And it's also very exaggerated."

  Chu Jing smiled and said: "I didn't think it would be so simple to meet again, just a fuss over nothing, I didn't want things to turn out that way either, but it's not a big deal."

  "It seems like anything becomes trivial when it comes out of your mouth."

  "Worrying and being afraid won't solve anything."

  Zheng Chengfeng said: "This is what you told me when I asked you why you could live alone in Chinatown at the beginning."

  "You have a great memory."

  The atmosphere was a bit silent, Chu Jingyan took a puff of smoke and looked at the family photo on the table again, saying to Zheng Chengfeng: "Thank you for not forgetting me."

  "Thanks for recognizing me at first sight."

  Chu Jing smiled and said: "This should be the happiest thing for me today."

  "Don't think the world is too bad, and don't feel that there's no sense of security in this world," Zheng Chengfeng said. "Whether the world is good or not depends on what environment you're in, and whether you have a sense of security depends on what kind of people are around you."

  Zheng Chengfeng looked at Chu Jingyan and said, "Actually, I've always thought that there's nothing good to teach you because you can do everything well. Just like now, a person with no relatives or friends can still stand firm in Seoul Station. However, Jingyan, apart from those things, people have many more important things."

  "After being apart for so long, we shouldn't be saying these things to each other."

  "But." Zheng Chengfeng looked at Chu Jingyan and said, "I can imagine how hard you've been working all these years, but no matter how hard it is, we should be happy at home."

  Chu Jing said nothing and remained silent.

  "I'm not someone who doesn't go online or watch TV, so I've also heard a bit about Soo-young's situation," said Zheng Chengfeng. "People from her company came over and explained some things, if Soo-young wants to, just let them be."

  The topic is terminated.

  Zheng Chengfeng looked at Chu Jingyan and smiled: "Alright, let's not talk about these annoying things anymore."

  Zheng Chengfeng stood up and gave Chu Jingyan a big bear hug, then patted his back vigorously: "Little guy, it's been so long since we last met, you've gotten much more robust."

  "Uncle, you're not bad either." Chu Jingyan said with a smile.

  Let go of Chu Jingyan, Zheng Chengfeng restrained his smile: "Welcome home."

  P.S: Looking for recommendations, looking for collections.