Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 143: The Object

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: The Object

"It’s good that you think this way." Grandma Wu sighed with relief and continued, "When I saw you back, I thought your mother might have already told you about this, but..."

"Grandma Wu, don’t blame yourself. Since I’m back, it’s just a matter of time before I find out." An Yin consoled her.

"That’s true." Grandma Wu nodded.

The old lady quickly came to terms with it, looked up at the little girl in front of her, and felt as though time had slipped away in an instant, "The first time I saw you, you were just a tiny little thing, and suddenly you’ve grown so big."

The elderly always tend to express some sentiments when they’re at leisure.

An Yin listened quietly without interrupting the old lady.

Grandma Wu continued, "Back then, when An Ying brought you to this neighborhood, there were inevitably some prejudiced looks. After all, your mother claimed to be single, and she had a child with her, especially with your mother’s face that particularly attracted men, the women living here were all on edge, fearing that their men would be taken away by you..."

As she spoke, Grandma Wu stopped, seeing the little girl’s fair and beautiful face filled with indignation, she quickly comforted, "Even though everyone was wary of your mother, they didn’t do anything excessive, just kept their distance. I noticed An Ying seemed indifferent to it all. Every time I saw her going downstairs holding you to buy groceries, she was more indifferent than those who wanted to distance themselves from her. When she walked past me, I could feel there was no light in her eyes. If I’m not mistaken, at that time, An Ying was like a walking corpse."

"Grandma Wu, did you hear my mom talk about her past?" An Yin asked, puzzled.

Grandma Wu shook her head and sighed, "Maybe your mother had her own hardships, which is why she left her hometown and came to this unfamiliar place to make a living!"

Grandma Wu, being of old age, rarely encountered someone who liked listening to her chatter, so she inevitably talked a bit more.

Hearing Grandma Wu’s words, An Yin felt both a heartache for Ms. An and a growing pile of doubts inside.

An Yin’s mother’s past and her background were knots in An Yin’s heart!

"Yinyin, people need to look forward. Since your mother hasn’t mentioned the past, let those matters be buried inside." Grandma Wu, having lived so long, had seen through half of life’s matters, and spoke from her heart.

"Hmm." An Yin responded with a dazed look.

Grandma Wu skipped the poignant topic and asked with some probing, "What do you think of Doctor Huang, who’s not far from our neighborhood?"

An Yin was still absorbed in Grandma Wu’s prior remarks, and hearing the topic shift to Doctor Wu, she couldn’t help but recall the scene at the clinic last night.

An Yin had heard all of her mother and Doctor Huang’s conversation in the examination room from outside. Although An Yin was a bit slow in matters of love, she could sense that Doctor Huang had an uncommon concern for her mother.

"He seems enthusiastic." An Yin replied properly.

Seeing that the young girl had a good impression of Doctor Huang, Grandma Wu decided to be direct, "I won’t beat around the bush; with what happened to your mom this time, if she had a man to protect her, it wouldn’t have been..." Grandma Wu paused, seeing the young girl’s furrowed brows, seemingly pondering, then continued, "Doctor Huang has an excellent reputation in our neighborhood, and I’ve privately asked him. His feelings for your mother are indeed sincere!"

Seeing the young girl remain silent, Grandma Wu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you support your mother finding a partner?"

An Yin was startled, then nodded woodenly, "I hope mom is happy!" This was from the bottom of An Yin’s heart.

If Ms. An found a partner and could gain happiness, An Yin would genuinely feel happy for her.

"Good child!" Grandma Wu praised, "Previously, someone in our neighborhood tried to set up Doctor Huang with your mom, but she refused. Maybe after this injury, your mom might change her mind. I’ll talk to her another day."

"Hmm." An Yin’s voice was muffled, with her head lowered.

In the stairwell, An Ying weakly leaned a hand against the wall, her unfocused eyes staring ahead. Despite her stunning face, it bore a cold and frosty expression. The next moment, she turned silently towards her own door, her steps somewhat heavy, limping slightly.

After chatting with Grandma Wu for nearly an hour, An Yin finally managed to leave.

She took a small stool and returned home, finding that Ms. An was not in the living room.

"Mom..." An Yin called softly.

"In your bedroom."

An Ying’s gentle voice came from An Yin’s bedroom.

An Yin quickly went to her room and saw her mother wiping the desk. She hurriedly grabbed the cloth from her hands, "Mom, your foot is injured! Can’t you just rest a bit?"

Even as a mother, how could she still be so wilful? An Yin pouted, complaining continuously.

"It’s so boring to just rest." An Ying moved to the bathroom to wash her hands.

An Yin happily followed, washing the cloth and putting it away. The two then went to the living room to sit on the sofa.

An Yin noticed the light blue canvas bag that used to be on the sofa was gone. It was probably put away by Ms. An, so she didn’t think much of it.

"Then you could watch some short videos on your phone." An Yin suggested, determined to not let Ms. An do any work.

"I’m not interested in those." An Ying replied helplessly.

She wasn’t particularly interested in electronic devices, and some peculiar videos on the phone would give her a headache just by looking at them.

It would be more pleasant to visit a bookstore and quietly flip through a book!

"Then..." After racking her brain for a while, An Yin mustered the courage to speak, recalling what Grandma Wu had said earlier, "Since we’re free, why not invite Doctor Huang over for a meal?"

When her daughter mentioned Doctor Huang again, a trace of sorrow flashed across An Ying’s face, hidden so well that An Yin couldn’t see it at all.

Then, An Ying asked calmly, "What’s the reason to invite him for a meal?"

"You should thank him for helping when you got injured, right?" An Yin said convincingly.

He’s a doctor, and treating patients is part of his job; she should simply say thank you verbally, why invite him for a meal. Though this was what An Ying thought, she didn’t object to her daughter.

Her daughter’s intention was clear as day.

Even her daughter thought she should pursue her happiness, An Ying didn’t want to let her daughter down.

An Ying hadn’t been able to provide her daughter with a normal family environment to grow up in, and she already felt indebted to her. Since her daughter kept saying Doctor Huang was a decent person, An Ying’s resistance started to wane. Perhaps it was worth trying to interact with him!

An Ying seemed to make a significant decision and looked at her daughter with clear eyes, "We should indeed properly thank him."