Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 494 - 90 Why Are You Touching Randomly?

Chapter 494 -90 Why Are You Touching Randomly?

As the saying goes, it’s difficult for even an honest official to settle domestic disputes. Yan Yu did not plan to meddle in Zhou Hongyu’s family affairs because it was easy to end up thankless and overwhelmed—who knows what she really thinks of her mother?

If the girl’s true thoughts were “I wish my mother would love me once more”, then rashly separating her from her mother would certainly backfire. If Yan Yu were handling it, he would find a way to leverage her mother’s weaknesses, threaten her to act the role of a “loving mother” in front of Zhou Hongyu, and then gradually guide Zhou Hongyu to disillusion and desensitize her from the fantasized maternal love.

But if Zhou Hongyu simply wanted to repay the “debt of birth”, then finding a place to confine and support her mother, ensuring her a high quality of life in exchange for her absence from Zhou Hongyu’s life, would naturally be a better approach.

Ultimately, it all depended on what Zhou Hongyu herself thought.

The problem was that the girl was like a little hedgehog covered in spines, utterly unwilling to communicate properly.

Yan Yu planned to probe her intentions first.

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Zhou Hongyu left the Military Manor’s compound and soared up into the sky using Sword Control.

Yan Yu followed closely with his Sword Control, and after flying for half a day, he realized that this girl seemed to have no specific “destination” in mind, flying around aimlessly like a headless fly.

“Where are you going?” Yan Yu asked through a transmitted message.

Zhou Hongyu ignored him, and Yan Yu made another suggestion:

“I heard you were raised by your grandmother, can you take me to your grandmother’s house to have a look?”

The red sword light circled for a moment, then suddenly headed towards the old town district—although she did not respond, she must have been moved.

They landed in a tube-shaped apartment complex where the buildings, mostly six stories high, were short and old. With security bars installed on all the balconies, it was clearly a very old neighborhood.

Yan Yu followed Zhou Hongyu into the dark, gloomy stairwell. The floor was stained with garbage water, and the air was filled with a faint smell of mildew.

On the third floor, Zhou Hongyu took out a key to unlock the door, and just as Yan Yu was about to follow her in, the door was abruptly shut in his face.

But so what? I can perform Wall-Penetration Technique.

He quietly used the Wall-Penetration Technique and entered the room, ignoring the door’s barrier, only to see that although much of the furniture was old, it was also neat and clean, evidently someone cleaned here regularly.

Zhou Hongyu came out with a broom and dustpan, glanced at Yan Yu at the door, and handed over the cleaning tools, saying:

“Clean or get out.”

“Funny, with my status, helping you clean here?” Yan Yu said disdainfully, taking the broom from her hand, “Why not hire a maid?”

Zhou Hongyu ignored him, turned to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water, rinsed and wrung out a rag, then started to wipe the surfaces of the coffee table, benches, and cabinets.

Yan Yu had roughly tidied up the living room, then looked around more closely.

The walls of the living room were covered with many certificates—model student, class president, academic committee member… Sadly, almost all were from elementary school, it seemed Zhou Hongyu’s performance plummeted in middle school.

“You were a class president?” Yan Yu asked nonchalantly.

“Because I beat someone up,” Zhou Hongyu said indifferently, “The class teacher liked to let bad students be class leaders, ostensibly for ‘honorable transformation’.”

“Did it work?” Yan Yu asked.

“What do you think?” Zhou Hongyu threw the rag into the basin, splashing a lot of water.

“Apparently not,” Yan Yu chuckled.

“Once the living room is done, move to the bedroom,” Zhou Hongyu said impatiently.

“The master bedroom or the secondary one?” Yan Yu asked.

“The one with the balcony,” Zhou Hongyu replied.

The secondary bedroom, connected to the balcony, must have been Zhou Hongyu’s room as a child. Many stickers were affixed to the wardrobe, including Sailor Moon, Cardcaptor Sakura, and Kikyo from Inuyasha. On one side near the balcony, there was a desk, with a bookshelf on the left and a bamboo basket padded with wool fabric on the right, which held many notebooks, their pages completely yellowed.

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Yan Yu casually picked up a notebook and flipped it open, finding many old photos, almost all of Zhou Hongyu and her grandmother from her childhood.

“Have you had enough?” Zhou Hongyu’s voice suddenly came from behind, cold, suppressed, and annoyed.

“Your grandmother was truly great,” Yan Yu calmly flipped through the notebook, clicking his tongue in wonder, “She must have been over sixty when you were in kindergarten, right? Not easy at all.”

Zhou Hongyu fell silent. The anger that had been building up in her was easily dismantled by just a sentence from Yan Yu.

“Sixty-four years old,” she lowered her eyelids, her gaze falling on the old woman in the photo, “Indeed not easy.”

“Hmm,” Yan Yu nodded, “After all, you don’t seem like an easy child to raise.”

“Shut up,” Zhou Hongyu cursed, though her tone held little anger, “I always listened to my grandmother when I was little.”

“Then why did you fight with others at school?” Yan Yu asked.

“Because if I got bullied, my grandmother would feel bad,” Zhou Hongyu stated.

“If that’s the case, you shouldn’t indulge your mom,” Yan Yu ventured.

“What do you know?” Zhou Hongyu grew angry, “She is still my mom after all!”

“Do you feel affection for her?” Yan Yu pretended to be surprised.

“…No,” Zhou Hongyu closed her eyes.

She didn’t know why she was talking to Yan Yu about this; perhaps seeing her grandmother in the photos temporarily melted her sturdy, cold defenses, or perhaps she thought Yan Yu would not speak of it outside, so she finally chose to reveal her heart.

“Because my grandmother didn’t want me to hold a grudge against my mom.”

“Hmm,” Yan Yu murmured.

“My grandmother…” Zhou Hongyu paused for a moment and spoke in a low voice, “often called my mom, hoping that she would come back to see me.”

“Did your mom come back then?” Yan Yu already knew the answer.

“No,” Zhou Hongyu looked at the photo album, “not even once.”

Her fingers brushed over the surface of the photos, as if touching her grandmother’s aged face.

“My grandmother raised me through hardships not only because I was her granddaughter. She often said that children are the debt collectors of their parents’ past lives, and my mom refuses to repay what she owes me, so she came to help her daughter repay it.”

So your family passes on debts instead of genes, huh? Yan Yu couldn’t help but think to himself.

“So, even though my mom never fulfilled her duties as a mother, my grandmother compensated for her enough,” Zhou Hongyu said coldly. “That’s why I’m willing to recognize her as my mother.”

“Yan Yu, I don’t care why you’re so interested in my private matters, but I’m not as fragile as you think, and I certainly don’t need your roundabout goodwill and kind-heartedness. I don’t need anyone’s pity or sympathy!”

“From the moment my grandmother passed away, the weak me had died. The current me… What are you doing!”

Yan Yu took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the recording button, and said:

“It’s alright, keep going, I’m recording.”

Zhou Hongyu stared at his phone screen, her eyes twitched slightly, and she coldly said:

“Childish.”

“Cough cough, let me summarize for Miss Zhou.” Seeing she refused to continue, Yan Yu spoke into the phone, “Miss Zhou doesn’t need anyone’s pity or sympathy. The soft Miss Zhou from before is dead. The current Miss Zhou is soft and… ”

“It’s weak!” Zhou Hongyu yelled in frustration, then took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

“Alright, let’s assume you’re tough and have a strong backbone, and don’t need anyone else’s help,” Yan Yu turned off the recording button and put the phone back in his pocket, grinning, “but have you considered the possibility?”

“What possibility?”

“For instance, I’m not pitying or sympathizing with you, I just think you look cute when angry, and I wanted to tease you a bit.”

“I’m not cute,” Zhou Hongyu said coldly.

“Are you serious?” Yan Yu was immediately surprised.

“You think I’m cute?” Zhou Hongyu raised an eyebrow, displaying an expression that said, “Can’t you distinguish between beauty and ugliness? There’s not just one or two kids who’ve been scared to tears by me.”

Isn’t that because your expression is too fierce?

Yan Yu suddenly had an idea and clapped his hands, saying:

“I’ve decided, I’ll make a bet with you.”

“Not interested,” Zhou Hongyu instinctively refused and then frowned, “What bet?”

“I will make you into a beauty,” Yan Yu declared.

“Find someone else,” Zhou Hongyu shook her head again.

“You’d better agree… or else…” Yan Yu chuckled darkly.

“Or else what?!” Zhou Hongyu glared, her face fierce enough to scare children.

“You wouldn’t want the Pingxi Army to hear the conversation we just recorded, would you?”

The moment Yan Yu finished speaking, the infuriated Zhou Hongyu threw an elbow at his neck.

But Yan Yu simply ducked, avoiding Zhou Hongyu’s elbow strike, and in a fluid motion, he grabbed her waist and used a strong charge to immediately topple the off-balanced Zhou Hongyu onto the bed.

“Let go of me!” Zhou Hongyu thrashed about.

“Then promise you won’t elbow me,” Yan Yu refused to let go.

“I promise!” Zhou Hongyu shouted while forcefully pushing him with her knee.

The spot she aimed at was quite dangerous, forcing Yan Yu to activate a Barrier Charm and shout:

“Swear on your grandmother!”

“I!” Zhou Hongyu was infuriated, grinding her teeth, “I swear on my grandmother, just let me go, and I promise not to elbow you again!”

“Okay…” No sooner had Yan Yu let go of her waist than Zhou Hongyu, who had freed herself, grabbed him and flipped over, neatly mounting him, reversing their positions with her on top.

“Go to hell!” Zhou Hongyu, straddling him, rained down fists furiously, like a madwoman.

With the Barrier Charm activated, he felt no pain, but seeing the girl exert so much effort, Yan Yu played along and yelled a few times, just for the fun of it.

Listening to his exaggerated screams, Zhou Hongyu calmed down again, and reached for the phone in his pocket.

“Ouch, what are you randomly touching!”

“Hand over the phone!”

“Give up, my recording is backed up in the Cloud Space… Wait! Don’t touch there!”