Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 951 - 952 Toxic Fatherly Love 84

Zhang Yu had no idea that Wu Min’s financial backer had been targeting her from the very beginning.

Now, she’s once again entered the "taking care of a baby" Chapter of her life. Da Bao is such a well-behaved child that she assumed the second one would also be sensible and easy to handle.

But as it turned out, the gap between eldest and second child was like heaven and earth. Da Bao is quiet and calm, as long as his basic needs are met, he never fusses or cries.

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At first, Zhang Yu wondered if Xiao Bao was unwell physically, but there was absolutely nothing wrong. It seemed like the little lord was just in a bad mood.

Feng Ji initially thought caring for the second baby would be a breeze, but he quickly realized the difference between the two children was immense.

Da Bao had eagerly anticipated his brother’s arrival and welcomed him with open arms, even buying gifts to show Xiao Bao he was accepted.

But ever since Xiao Bao came home, Da Bao’s feelings about him have shifted depending on the time of day.

"Mom, can’t you have a talk with my little brother and tell him not to cry for no reason?" Da Bao, staring at his younger sibling bawling uncontrollably—though not hungry, nor wet—seemed utterly resigned.

Zhang Yu listened to Da Bao’s words, equally exasperated: "Da Bao, I would love to chat with Xiao Bao. If he has any feelings, he can share them with me."

"We could sit down and talk things through properly."

"The problem is, your brother doesn’t cooperate," Zhang Yu added helplessly, "The only thing I can say is your brother has quite the temper."

"Alright, fine," Da Bao conceded, realizing that communicating with a few-month-old baby was a fruitless endeavor.

"Once my brother can talk, I’m going to educate him properly," Da Bao declared, taking responsibility for his little brother’s character development.

"Alright." Zhang Yu didn’t take Da Bao’s statement too seriously.

Although Da Bao was a considerate child, he was still just a kid himself. His memory couldn’t be that reliable, and when he grew up, he’d probably forget all about it.

But what Zhang Yu didn’t anticipate was that Da Bao kept his word for a lifetime. Even after Zhang Yu and her husband had passed away, Da Bao took excellent care of his little brother.

Though Xiao Bao had a haughty personality and a short-tempered streak, as he grew older, he transformed into a cheerful little guy.

Especially one time when Zhang Yu kissed him a few times, he miraculously learned to show affection unprompted; though in Zhang Yu’s eyes, he was merely smearing saliva on people’s faces.

Still, the rest of the family was overjoyed, taking it as a sign Xiao Bao was showing them love.

The growth album begun when Da Bao was born continued, and of course, Xiao Bao had his own section. Their moments of sibling interaction were also documented.

Meanwhile, the two great-grandmothers held high hopes for the children. Despite their careful care and their happy lives, their bodies were inevitably aging.

Zhang Yu treasured the time they could spend together, providing them with nourishing supplements and bringing them along to practice tai chi and other fitness routines.

On Wu Min’s end, her preparations for childbirth had reached the stage of ready-to-go. She directly moved into the presidential suite, leaving the Wu Family Three People utterly stunned.

They had known all along that Wu Min would receive top-notch accommodations for her delivery.

But they hadn’t imagined the treatment would be this extravagant. Feng Min, aware of the hospital’s luxurious offerings, knew that as long as one had the money, the service would reflect that.

"Wow... I’ve never stayed in the presidential suite, but look at you, girl. You’re just having a baby, and you get to stay in such an opulent room," Feng Min remarked.

Wu Hao appeared calm on the outside but spoke matter-of-factly, "This is perfectly normal."

"Our precious daughter is giving birth to the heir of the Chu Family." How was this treatment over-the-top?

It wasn’t over-the-top at all. Anything less than this would be insufficient.

Although Wu Min found the level of luxury a bit intimidating at first—too good, in fact—it made her uneasy.

After hearing Wu Hao’s reasoning, Wu Min relaxed: "That’s right, I’m about to give birth to the Chu Family’s heir."

"This level of treatment is entirely expected." Wu Min calmly accepted the situation. "By the way, once I’ve had the baby, I’ll be headed to the postpartum recovery center."

"That’s where Zhang Yu recovered after childbirth," Wu Min continued. "Anything Zhang Yu got, I must also be equipped with. Why should I be any less than Zhang Yu?"

"Exactly, absolutely!" Wu Hao agreed. "There’s no argument here. Our precious girl is having a golden grandson."

"Oh, by the way, do you know Zhang Yu’s postpartum standards?" Wu Min added. "I have to make sure mine surpass hers."

Of course, Wu Min didn’t know. "No worries, we can find out when the time comes."

The postpartum center would be thrilled to have such big business knocking at their door. Who would turn that away?

Young Master Chu received news that Wu Min had been admitted into the hospital for delivery. Even though he maintained his usual aloof attitude, he still had to show up.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to handle the pressure from the family back home. As he approached the hospital room, he overheard the Wu Family Three People’s conversation and couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

Honestly, they were dealt such a good hand, yet managed to play it so poorly—it left him in awe of their incompetence.

Young Master Chu couldn’t help but worry. What if the child resembled his mother? Could Wu Min’s son possibly be intelligent?

All signs pointed to the kid being a fool. If the Chu Family were handed over to such a fool, Young Master Chu couldn’t help but think: if that were the case, wouldn’t he have to step in personally?

Entering with an unpleasant expression, Young Master Chu sneered, "You really think you’re someone special, don’t you?"

"You actually want to compare yourself to Zhang Yu? I have no idea where your confidence comes from," Young Master Chu added with a mocking snort.

The Wu Family Three People hadn’t expected Young Master Chu to appear—they’d already assumed he wouldn’t show up until the baby was born. But surprisingly, he arrived anyway.

They thought it was a sign of luck for the unborn child, but before they could say anything, they heard his harsh words.

The three exchanged awkward glances at each other, unsure of what he meant. What was that supposed to mean?

Wu Min, emboldened by the impending birth of her son and feeling protected by her "shield," asked, "Young Master Chu, do you know Zhang Yu?"

"I don’t know her," Young Master Chu scoffed dismissively.

Hearing this, Wu Min started to relax, but Young Master Chu followed up: "I’d like to get to know her, but she doesn’t want to know me."

What?! The Wu Family Three People instantly froze in awkwardness, their faces turning an unmistakable shade of embarrassment.

"Is she that amazing?" Wu Min questioned, recalling Zhang Yu’s studio—which seemed good at making money, but still, not to the extent of catching Young Master Chu’s attention.

"She may not be amazing, but her husband is," Young Master Chu waved them off. "Forget it, why am I even telling you this?"

"Even if I explained, you wouldn’t understand. What could you possibly grasp from this?" If they truly knew Feng Ji’s capabilities, their reaction wouldn’t be so calm.

No, if anything, they wouldn’t have fallen out with Zhang Yu. They wouldn’t have acted as foolishly as they had.

Zhang Yu’s husband? The Wu Family Three People had only heard about Zhang Yu starting a lucrative studio but hadn’t realized her husband was even more remarkable.

Feng Min had no knowledge of Zhang Yu’s husband’s status, and Wu Hao, as a father, was equally clueless.

The couple glanced at Wu Min, but Young Master Chu, observing their expressions, let out another mocking snort.