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Chapter 197 IF Line - Picking Up the Chapter Family

Irresponsible IF Side Story - 01

In the capital city of G province, at the entrance of Jinfu residential community, a dark gray van slowly pulled up.

"Brother Jiang, we've arrived," Assistant Cui reminded him.

Jiang Haochen hadn't slept all night and was dozing off. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked somewhat haggard. He glanced at the unfamiliar neighborhood outside the window and asked the boy sitting opposite him, "Is this the place?"

The boy nervously clutched at the hem of his clothes: "I guess... right."

Jiang Haochen frowned: "You haven't been here before?"

The boy shook his head: "But the address my grandma gave me is here."

Has he never even visited his own mother's home?

Seeing that his boss was feeling sorry for him, Xiao Cui quickly said, "Since the address is correct, it can't be wrong. Brother Jiang, we still need to catch our flight."

Originally, it was said that dropping people off in the provincial capital would be enough, but Brother Jiang kindly insisted on dropping them off at the entrance of the residential area, which has already wasted a lot of time.

The boy was perceptive and immediately said, "Thank you for bringing me here. I can get off here."

He was about to open the car door to get out, but he had never ridden in this kind of car before and didn't know how to open the door. He tried to open the door a few times but couldn't, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Xiao Cui was eager for the boy to leave, so he quickly opened the car door for him. The boy hurriedly got out of the car, and just as he was about to turn around and thank Jiang Haochen again, he saw that Jiang Haochen had also gotten out of the car.

"Wait a moment."

The boy, not understanding what was going on, obediently stood still and waited for Jiang Haochen to go to the back of the car and take a pair of shoes from the trunk.

Jiang Haochen placed the shoes beside the boy's feet: "These shoes might be a little big, but they're better than you wearing slippers."

When they found the boy on the road yesterday, he only had one shoe left, and he was wearing disposable slippers.

The boy wanted to say no, but he really didn't want to see his mother wearing disposable slippers, so he whispered his thanks: "Thank you."

Jiang Haochen smiled, patted his pockets, and found that he had no cash on him, so he took five hundred yuan from his assistant, Xiao Cui, and handed it to the boy.

The boy didn't answer.

Jiang Haochen said, "Consider it a loan from me. You can pay me back when you have the chance."

The boy looked at Jiang Haochen: "Will we have a chance to meet again?"

Jiang Haochen knew that the boy had a strong sense of pride, so he said, "If we don't have a chance to meet, when you have money in the future, donate this five hundred yuan to charity, and consider it as you paying it back."

Upon hearing this, the boy replied, "Okay."

Seeing that it was about time, Xiao Cui urged again, "That's enough, Brother Jiang, we should go."

The boy quickly stepped aside, saying, "Thank you for bringing me here. Please take care."

Jiang Haochen nodded, but then remembered something before getting into the car: "You didn't bring your phone, did you? How will you contact your mother?"

The boy paused for a moment and said, "I'll wait at the entrance of the residential area."

Jiang Haochen said "as expected," and took out his phone to hand it over. Xiao Cui quickly stopped him, saying, "Brother, you can't just let anyone use your phone. Use mine."

With that, Xiao Cui handed his phone to Chi Yuan: "Hurry up and contact your mother, we're in a rush."

The boy thanked him, took the phone, and dialed the number he knew by heart.

Soon, a hoarse female voice came from the other end of the phone, as if she had just woken up: "Feed?"

The boy froze for a moment, unsure how to react, until he met Xiao Cui's urging gaze, and mechanically said, "I...I am Chi Yuan."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something, and the boy responded with an "okay" before hanging up.

Jiang Haochen asked, "What did your mother say?"

Chi Yuan: "She told me to wait at the door."

Xiao Cui put away his phone, glanced at the time, and urged again, "Alright, the child has contacted his mother, we really should go."

Jiang Haochen didn't insist. He just smiled at the boy and encouraged him, "Kid, I hope that next time we meet, you'll be wearing a high school uniform."

Chi Yuan smiled and nodded, watching the van drive away.

Once Chi Yuan was out of the car, Xiao Cui dared to speak more freely: "Brother Jiang, if you want to do good deeds, just donate more money. It's best to avoid getting involved in these kinds of troublesome things. This kid's family is so complicated; if his parents become unreasonable and start clinging on, who knows how it will end. Do you know about Zhang Yinghou's situation? She sponsored a kid before, but that kid was insatiable, saying that Zhang Yinghou is so rich, earning hundreds of millions from just one movie, yet she only sponsors him 1500 a month, which disgusted Zhang Yinghou..."

Jiang Haochen, impatient with all this, said, "Alright, stop nagging. They've already been sent away, haven't they?"

He simply couldn't bear to see those eyes. When Xiao Cui said he was going to send the child back to his father, the boy's eyes were filled with such helplessness and panic.

They must have been driven to desperation. I wonder what kind of person the boy's mother is.

For some reason, he was always uneasy and extremely irritable.

He glanced out the window and saw the breakfast stall, then said, "I'm hungry."

Xiao Cui was also a little hungry, and upon hearing this, he said, "There's still some time, I'll go buy breakfast. Driver, please stop the car."

Jiang Haochen glanced at him, as if asking, "Why were you rushing me just now?"

Xiao Cui: "I just wanted that kid to leave quickly, didn't I?"

The breakfast stalls are busiest at this time of day. Several people who hadn't slept all night wanted something hot to eat. Xiao Cui waited in line for more than ten minutes to get his turn to eat fresh wontons.

"Three servings, please, to go. No cilantro."

Jiang Haochen was waiting in the car, yawning listlessly, when suddenly the driver exclaimed.

Jiang Haochen asked, "What's wrong?"

The driver pointed in the rearview mirror and said, "It looks like that kid from earlier."

Jiang Haochen turned around and looked out the back window of the car. Sure enough, he saw the boy who had just gotten out of his car walking alone along the road, his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

"Didn't this child go looking for his mother? Did he not find her?"

Jiang Haochen frowned: "Is the address wrong?"

Driver: "No way, the navigation says this place, and the name of the neighborhood is correct. Could it be that his mother doesn't want him anymore?"

Jiang Haochen: "Don't want to?"

The driver clearly understood the coldness of human relationships in society better than Jiang Haochen: "The child is all grown up now. He wasn't raised when he was little, so there's not much family affection between them. His sudden appearance, asking for money for school, will probably make his mother think he's a nuisance."

The driver sighed, and every word he uttered was extremely unpleasant to Jiang Haochen. Yesterday, he had heard some things about the child's situation from him. The child's grades should be quite good; he only needs to finish three years of high school to go to university. It's just a matter of giving him some money, and he doesn't need to take care of him personally. So why is it so troublesome?

As if by some strange twist of fate, Jiang Haochen opened the car door, got out, and walked towards the boy.

Clutching the ten yuan his mother had just given him, Chi Yuan wandered aimlessly along the road, not knowing where to go. He stared at his brand-new sneakers and couldn't help but think, "Shoes this soft must be very expensive."

Suddenly, the road was blocked.

Chi Yuan apologized, took two steps to the side, and tried to continue walking. But the person in front of him seemed to be doing him a disservice, and also took two steps.

Chi Yuan was a little angry, his eyes wide open, looking fiercely at the person in front of him, until he met the gentle smile of the young man under the baseball cap.

Jiang Haochen: "We meet again, kid."

Chi Yuan quickly composed himself, and said somewhat helplessly, "You...you didn't leave?"

Jiang Haochen pointed to Xiao Cui, who was buying breakfast: "I'm a little hungry."

Chi Yuan responded with an "oh".

Jiang Haochen: "What about you? Didn't you see your mother?"

Chi Yuan's expression changed, but he didn't say anything. Instead, as if he had thought of something, he took out the five hundred yuan that Jiang Haochen had just given him from his pocket: "Here you go."

Jiang Haochen raised an eyebrow: "You're rich now?"

Chi Yuan nodded: "I...she gave me ten yuan, enough for me to take the bus home."

Jiang Haochen then noticed the ten yuan that the boy was tightly clutching in his other hand.

This was... given to him by his mother?

Jiang Haochen: "Doesn't your mother care about you?"

Jiang Haochen's tone was tinged with anger, though he himself didn't know why he was angry.

The boy stared blankly at Jiang Haochen, his eyes inexplicably reddening.

When his mother questioned him, Chi Yuan didn't cry. When she said his appearance was a nuisance, Chi Yuan didn't cry. When she gave him ten yuan and begged him to leave, Chi Yuan didn't cry. When he learned that he couldn't go to high school, Chi Yuan still didn't cry. But at this moment, for some reason, Chi Yuan really wanted to cry.

His mother doesn't care about him anymore. Why is it that everyone else has a mother who takes care of them, but he doesn't?

"Come with me, I'll take care of you."