Shang Xi called a car and went to the restaurant they had agreed upon.
It was recommended by Zhou Ziyou. This girl loved to eat and knew some good places to eat in Qingcheng.
When Shang Xi arrived at the place, she saw a flower shop next to the restaurant, so she went to buy a bouquet of flowers.
As soon as she entered, she spotted Zhou Ziyou sitting by the window, wearing a black dress and letting her hair down, with makeup on and red lipstick applied.
Next to her sat a short-haired girl, wearing a tank top and loose wide-leg pants, sitting lazily and casually.
Shang Xi walked over with the flowers in her arms. Zhou Ziyou saw her first, "Oh, I was just about to ask when you'd arrive."
The short-haired woman turned her head and saw Shang Xi walking over with a smile, looking at her, "Sister Dao, long time no see."
Sister Dao pretended to sigh helplessly, "Ah, I'm so envious of myself, I've just sat down and two beauties have come to give me flowers already."
Zhou Ziyou had also bought flowers.
Shang Xi smiled gently and sat down.
Sister Dao was thirty years old this year. Shang Xi had met her a few years ago when she was renting an apartment, Sister Dao was the landlady of those buildings.
She was straightforward, and her line "I can't stand seeing beauties suffer" had helped Shang Xi a lot. Before Shang Xi went abroad, like with Zhou Ziyou, whenever she had time she would go to Sister Dao’s place, saying she wanted to “freely touch the cute baby”, but actually helping to take care of her son.
She bought stacks of diapers, and Shang Xi’s son wore many of the clothes she bought.
Zhou Ziyou was Shang Xi’s son’s biological aunt, and Sister Dao was like his aunt too.
Her name was Dao Luo. True to her name, she did things vigorously, with a strong and overbearing personality. Her family was not lacking in money, and she was the youngest, with an elder brother and sister above her who doted on her. She was just short of being completely out of control. During school she would get into fights and skip classes, a problem student, known as Sister Dao.
Now thirty years old, she had settled down a lot, and was preparing to return home to do some things she enjoyed, opening a few rock and roll bars, and not going abroad anymore.
The three of them chatted for a while and were halfway through their meal, when Sister Dao seemed to suddenly remember and gave a cold laugh, “That cheap dad of little Shang Bao, my elder brother has met him, quite arrogant huh. Not showing up for so long and now suddenly appearing, what’s he here for?”
Shang Xi thought to herself, he wants their son.
Sister Dao continued, “Wants little Shang Bao? Can’t he count at all just shamelessly coming to ask for him?”
Hearing this sudden crude and arrogant scolding took Shang Xi by surprise.
Zhou Ziyou had just taken a sip of water and nearly spit it out.
Shang Xi also paused for a moment, then said, “I won't give our son to him, I'm leaving in half a year.”
Sister Dao: “Has little Shang Bao called him dad yet? This cheap dad is having it good huh, ask him for child support!”
Zhou Ziyou also nodded, “I also feel that you should ask for child support, if he didn't show up for so long that would be one thing, but now that he has appeared and gained a son, with the child also recognizing him, from now on the child will be both of yours, you should ask for it.”
Hearing this, Shang Xi also turned things over in her mind, and felt that there seemed to be some sense to it.
She had a lot of concerns.
In terms of status in the human world, she was no match for Gu Wen. And his identity as the head of the Wolf Clan also frightened her. At the beginning when she had just arrived, her mind would wander, and she wondered fearfully that if Gu Wen brought their son back to that so-called Snow Mountain, she really wouldn’t know what to do.
From their words about the Snow Mountain, she instinctively felt that ordinary humans would not be able to enter. If Gu Wen were to lose his humanity, no, he wasn’t human to begin with, if he didn't adhere to morality and really snatched their son away, she would go crazy.
But after getting along for nearly two months now, having met many people and seen all kinds of faces, she believed that Gu Wen was not that kind of wolf. Although his speech was harsh and prickly, eccentric and withdrawn, she could confirm one thing - this lone wolf would not do such a thing. His views and perspectives on many matters were positive. No matter his attitude, interaction, and education regarding their son, she quite approved. This could not be denied.
As for child support, she recalled the pile of cards Gu Wen had first held out in the car, and later passed to her through their son. He had given it, just hadn’t managed to hand it over.
She had been on guard against Gu Wen, afraid that he would use money to maneuver and find an excuse to keep their son behind.
Now hearing what her good friends said, she also turned things over in her mind and thought back to Gu Wen holding their son to feed him, carrying him wherever he went, the joy of being a new father, the overwhelming paternal love he didn’t know where to direct.
He must have been very happy right? Even if she left for half a year taking along their son, it wasn’t like they would never see each other again. He would come to see their child. The child already knew he had a father. Would she make it so the child had it only to lose it?
Speaking of which, the child already belonged to both of them now.
It wasn’t selling the child. It was child support.
After their meal, the sky had already darkened.
The three went to Qingcheng’s best bar, a light music bar, with private karaoke rooms in the bar. In the luxurious private room, Sister Dao thought of how they don’t drink and only ordered five bottles of red wine, a case of beer, and two bottles of champagne.
Shang Xi and Zhou Ziyou looked at the pile of alcohol and felt they would get tipsy even before drinking. One ran a shop and took care of a child so rarely drank, while the other was a full-time comic artist living alone - neither were bar hoppers.
Zhou Ziyou was slightly better, sometimes when she had insomnia and couldn’t sleep, she would drink some to sleep. Shang Xi basically never touched alcohol, being busy throughout the day and sleeping soundly at night.
But thinking that today was Sister Dao’s last day before returning home, she felt that she should keep her company and liven things up.
So the few sang songs and drank alcohol. Sister Dao still felt nothing while Zhou Ziyou was already drunk, unleashing pent-up sorrows like floodwaters finding an outlet. Thinking of the mess in her family and her new comics selling ice cold, she felt she would have to eat dirt and broke into loud wails.
“Ziyou, don’t cry.” Shang Xi's face was just flushed red, looking very sober.
She held her little white handbag to Zhou Ziyou’s mouth and earnestly coaxed, “Hungry? Eat up, don't cry.”
Zhou Ziyou took it and bit down, crying out, “Can’t bite it.”
Seeing this, Sister Dao laughed till she couldn’t stand upright.
She could hold her liquor well, drinking on her own while watching the two lightweights get drunk, laughing wildly.
She simply ordered a lot more snacks to be brought in for Shang Xi to feed Zhou Ziyou.
Time passed unknowingly in the rocking and rollicking private room.
In the lively room, Shang Xi’s phone started ringing, its screen lighting up.
Sister Dao walked over holding a bottle of wine and picked up the phone.
“Lone wolf? What lone wolf?”
She took a look at Shang Xi who was feeding Zhou Ziyou popcorn, and paused the rock music.
The room quietened down a lot and she answered the call.
A low voice came from the phone, “Shang Xi, I’m at the entrance of the bar.”
“Sorry, I took the initiative to come pick you up to bring you back.”
The lone wolf's defenses fell.
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