Strange Life of a Cat

Chapter 282 - 282 275 Youzis Mom

?Chapter 282: Chapter 275: Youzi’s Mom Chapter 282: Chapter 275: Youzi’s Mom Zheng Tan’s impression of Little Youzi’s mother remained from the first year he had come here.

At that time, Zheng Tan felt that Little Youzi’s parents and his own were the same type of selfish individuals. Perhaps because Little Youzi had spent too much time with the Jiao family, harmoniously and too naturally, Zheng Tan had almost forgotten that Little Youzi even had a mother, who rarely called her throughout the year. Even during the New Year or summer vacation when they went to Jiao Ma’s hometown, Mr. Gu and the old lady hardly mentioned Little Youzi’s mother, which showed how dissatisfied the elders were with her.

But no matter how dissatisfied, no matter how wrong or unpleasing to the eye, this was after all Little Youzi’s biological mother.

Three years without visiting her daughter, not even talking about taking Little Youzi to spend time abroad, what was this woman doing here now?

Zheng Tan was in a terrible mood. He had already begun to concoct various possibilities in his mind. If this woman wanted to take Little Youzi abroad to live with her, the Jiao family had no right to stop her.

The more he thought, the more irritable he became. Zheng Tan followed beside Mr. Jiao, patiently listening to their conversation. Although the atmosphere was strained, they couldn’t keep silent forever. If they did, Zheng Tan wouldn’t be able to gather any news.

As he listened, Zheng Tan learned of something: Youzi had a half-sister from the same mother. In other words, not long after sending Little Youzi back to the country, her mother encountered her second spring abroad and had another daughter, now a little over one-year-old mixed-race child. What infuriated Zheng Tan was not that Youzi’s mother had left Youzi in China to live her own life, but that when speaking of her younger daughter, her expressions and tone of voice made Zheng Tan so angry that he felt like sharpening his claws. Zheng Tan worried—if we put it artistically—when Youzi’ mother’s heart-spot changed from a cinnabar mole to a glaring chili sauce stain, would she wipe it off or not?

After brightly discussing her young daughter, she probably realized this was not a good topic, as Mr. Jiao’s rare grim face made clear.

Youzi’s mother gave an awkward cough to steer the conversation back on track.

“Youzi must be in fourth grade this year, right? How are her grades? Can she keep up? I do not think much of education in this country,” Youzi’s mother said.

Mr. Jiao glanced at her indifferently, “Youzi was in second grade when she was sent back to China.”

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