The Crippled Boss Loves Me

Chapter 871 - 871 Candies Are Bitter

871 Candies Are Bitter

Upon hearing Shen Hanxing’s words, Lele, who was quietly eating candy at the side, looked over with her big eyes and said nothing. He also heard the middle-aged woman’s words. Fear and complicated feelings surged in his eyes. He pursed his lips and stood where he was. He silently clenched the candy in his hand. The beautiful sister told him to wait here obediently and not move. He could not be a disobedient child. He did not want the beautiful sister to hate him.

But in the next second, Lele heard the annoying middle-aged woman call his name in a disgusting and compassionate tone. “Lele, come here.”

The middle-aged woman showed a loving smile and waved at Lele. Lele’s small shoulders shook twice. He stood in place and desperately grabbed the candy as if he had grabbed the last straw.

Seeing that Lele did not react, the middle-aged woman was not angry. Instead, the smile on her lips deepened. “Mrs. Ji, you saw it too. Lele is like this.” As she spoke, she shrugged her shoulders and said rudely to Lele, “This child is eccentric, irritable, and doesn’t know how to be grateful. I’ve cared for him long, but he punches and kicks me. If such a child isn’t controlled, he will only grow into a terrifying person in the future. He might even commit crimes.” She smiled, opened and closed her mouth, and spoke some nasty stuff. “We will never allow such a person to harm society, so we must teach and temper him. Only when he grows up will he become a useful person and not a tumor to society.”

No, it was not like that. He was not a future criminal, nor would he influence society badly. It was not that he did not know how to be grateful. Lele lowered her head even more. He refuted the middle-aged woman’s words word by word in his heart. He tried not to listen to those words, but those words still drilled into his ears. He was not a loner. He just knew that they were all bad people. He was not irritable. He just did not want to be treated. He was afraid… But would pretty sister believe him? Would she be like those who came to the orphanage to do good deeds? After hearing the middle-aged woman’s words, she would show him a surprised and repulsive expression. She would shake her head at him and avoid him when she realized he could not be changed. She would never smile at him again, care about him, or give him candy.

The candy in his mouth had just melted a little. It should have been a sweet and sour candy, but at this time, Lele felt that the candy was extremely bitter. Even his body was trembling. Was he going to be despised again? Was he going to be suspected and abandoned again? It was okay. He was not sad. He was already used to it. These adults would not care what he wanted to say or why he did it. They would only believe the adults ‘words and treat him as a born bad person. They would stay far away from him as if he was not qualified to receive any kindness.

However, the candy in his mouth was so bitter. This must be a prank by the beautiful sister. She gave him a piece of sour candy to punish the naughty child. Under the sweet sugar coating was double the bitterness. Lele lowered his head and tried hard to open his eyes, but his tears still fell. With a plop, it landed gently on the colorful candy wrapper. The light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer, and it was about to go out.

Lele felt a soft and cool touch on his ear for this moment. He suddenly raised his head and realized the beautiful sister was beside him. She was looking down at him and showing a faint smile. She said to him seriously, “What that person said is wrong. Lele is a good child. Don’t listen.” Her gaze was so gentle and powerful. When she looked at him, there was no hint of disdain or alienation, nor was there any pity or pity that made people sad. Instead, there was a little love. She gently covered his ears and helped him block out the middle-aged woman’s incessant insults.

The world seemed to have quieted down, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat or blood flowing in the blood vessels of the beautiful sister’s palm. Lele’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she muttered, “Pretty sister…” The candy in his mouth did not seem to be bitter anymore. It was sweet and sour. The taste was sweet to his heart. It was the best candy he had ever eaten.