Zhu Niao was growing increasingly suspicious about Gou Yu’s relationship with his family.
Gou Yu’s Father was clearly very warm toward the two of them—not the type of stern patriarch at all.
He even joked around with them sometimes. How could her good brother Gou Yu be such an unreasonable person?
Could there have been some irreconcilable conflict between them before?
Yet in Gou Yu’s eyes, Zhu Niao couldn’t detect any hint of resentment, only a calm indifference, as if it was all just natural.
Zhu Niao didn’t believe her good brother was unreasonable.
There was a faint fragrance in the car—probably some unknown fresh floral air freshener—and everywhere Zhu Niao could see from the back seat was clean and tidy.
It was like the office of a company CEO, always spotless thanks to dedicated cleaning staff.
Zhu Niao didn’t know why she thought this way, but the sense of familiarity just popped into her mind.
As the car started moving, Zhu Niao and the little cat in her arms simultaneously turned their gaze toward the middle-aged man driving with focused attention.
Looking at him, there wasn’t a single feature that resembled Gou Yu.
Wait a minute.
Suddenly, Zhu Niao understood the whole situation.
Coupled with the fact that sometimes during Qingming Festival, Gou Yu would bring firecrackers and say he was visiting his father’s grave, everything clicked.
She completely understood now.
Gou Yu’s family was a blended one. His biological father had died in an accident, and the man currently driving was a stranger wearing the title of “father” in Gou Yu’s life.
God, she hadn’t expected her good brother’s family background to be so complicated. She should have been more careful about asking about his family in the past.
She glanced at the driver again, then turned to look at Gou Yu, who was leaning on his arm and staring out the window.
If it were possible, she hoped to soften or at least bridge the gap between the two.
After all, they were still family.
If only her own parents were like this.
With that thought, Zhu Niao pulled out her phone and found one of the few pinned chats—with Gou Yu.
After a few taps, she poked Gou Yu’s shoulder and shook her phone at him, signaling him to check the message.
Still fuzzy-headed, Gou Yu raised an eyebrow and pulled out his phone to see what Zhu Niao was up to.
【Little Bird: I’m sorry about your father.】
?
Gou Yu stared at the message on the screen, his expression gradually turning blank.
He looked at the sorrowful face of Zhu Niao, then glanced down again at the message.
Why didn’t he know anything had happened to his father?
Seeing Gou Yu shocked, Zhu Niao nodded slightly.
Her mind was indeed brilliant—her good brother was shocked because she had directly figured out this secret.
But now wasn’t the time to enjoy her good brother’s admiration.
Fingertips tapped on the phone screen, and after a moment, Gou Yu received another message.
【Little Bird: I know. I know everything.】
Gou Yu’s face was suspicious and fearful as he looked toward Zhu Niao.
So his Little Bird had known everything all along?
【Little Bird: I know how difficult a blended family is, but you can’t just harden your stepfather’s heart, right?】
Gou Yu read the message and looked back at Zhu Niao.
Why couldn’t he understand?
Thanks to this message, he now didn’t understand the previous two lines he had thought he understood either.
Where did he get a stepfather?
And why did she have to send messages like this when the person was right in front of him?
Frowning, Gou Yu thought it over carefully. In the end, he looked at the driver behind the wheel.
He seemed to understand—maybe Zhu Niao had misunderstood something.
He opened the chat and started typing.
After a while, Zhu Niao received a message.
【Old Dog: No, he’s not my father.】
Seeing this, Zhu Niao narrowed her eyes slightly with a “I knew it” expression.
She raised the orange cat in her arms and held it in front of Gou Yu’s face, forcing him to look into those innocent cat eyes.
After a moment, Zhu Niao composed her words and sent another message.
【Little Bird: I know. I know everything. You might not admit he’s your father now, but you can try to slowly accept it.】
Gou Yu rolled his eyes after reading that.
What do you know, really?
【Old Dog: He really isn’t my father.】
【Little Bird: See? Stubborn again.】
Realizing he couldn’t explain himself clearly in front of Zhu Niao, Gou Yu simply turned off his phone screen, covered his eyes with both hands, and leaned against the backrest of the rear seat.
Seeing Gou Yu’s rebellious look, Zhu Niao was frustrated and picked up the little cat, ready to use its paws to scratch Gou Yu.
But the little orange cat was far too obedient—since being adopted, its claws had barely come out a few times. Its paw tapping on Gou Yu felt more like affection than a scratch.
The backseat banter between them should have been no problem, but the driver noticed Gou Yu’s movement.
“Young master, is there any discomfort? Is the air conditioning too cold?” His eyes showed concern, reflected in the rearview mirror as he looked at the two.
Gou Yu glanced at Zhu Niao holding the cat beside him.
“It’s fine. The temperature’s comfortable. Just drive.”
Hearing that, Zhu Niao froze for a moment, then put the orange cat down.
Using the cat’s paws wouldn’t be enough to make her good brother realize his mistake—she had to unleash the invincible Meow Meow Fist immediately.
Then Zhu Niao started a barrage of punches, trying to awaken her good brother’s conscience.
This time, she didn’t send messages—she spoke directly.
“Look at what you said to your father! Is that right? Tell me, is it right?”
Gou Yu dodged while replying, “He’s not my father, really not.”
“Still denying? Lightning Whirlwind Strike!”
A hand chop landed on Gou Yu’s kidney, shattering his defense in an instant.
Then Zhu Niao crossed her arms and looked down from her self-righteous height at Gou Yu, who was clutching his side in pain in the backseat.
“Old Dog, you have to understand—those who disown their own family can never be brothers or friends. I won’t accept people like that.”
Unless there was an irreconcilable conflict, which was clearly not the case here.
“No, why can’t I explain this clearly to you? He really isn’t my father. Really.”
Gou Yu felt like he was just making excuses now.
He saw Zhu Niao turn her head away, sulking.
“Alright, you’ll know when we get home. I can’t explain it to you now.”
The car continued driving, the driver remained focused.
The young master in the backseat seemed to have a bit of a quarrel with his companion.
Just now, the young master even shot him a look for help, but he ignored it.
Because the young master told him to just drive and not worry about anything else.
Haha, he’s definitely going to get promoted and get a raise.
I’m cringing at the misunderstanding
Well… Birds aren’t exactly smart, and her nickname is “little bird” so…