Chapter 949: Afraid of Embarrassing You
Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon
Editor:Â EndlessFantasy Translation
As Gu Zi made her way towards the gate, her mind churned with unease. She had no idea why Da Hu and his brothers hadnât shown up yet, but she clung to the hope that perhaps they were just running late.
The last thing she wanted was for Su Bing to feel disheartened over his friends.
Unlike Su Li, who was naturally sociable and bright, Su Bingâs personality leaned towards the reserved and distant. If his friends truly failed to appear, Gu Zi feared he might withdraw even further from forming connections.
Su Bing trailed behind her, his steps heavy with a mix of hope and doubt.
But just as Gu Zi reached the gate and stepped outside, she caught sight of three familiar figures lurking near the corner of the yard wall, hesitant and fidgety. It was themâDa Hu, Er Hu, and Xiao Hu.
Relief flooded her, and Su Bing, noticing them too, immediately quickened his pace.@@novelbin@@
âYouâre here!â Su Bing exclaimed, his voice laced with a mixture of surprise and mild reproach. âWhy didnât you come in?â
Da Hu stepped forward reluctantly, his face tinged with a deep crimson. His brothers hesitated before following his lead.
âSu Bing,â Da Hu began, his voice subdued, âwe did come, but⦠we didnât know youâd invited so many kids from those rich families. We figured weâd better not go in. We didnât want to embarrass you.â
His words hung in the air, raw and unfiltered. Standing there, Da Huâs usual bravado seemed to crumble under the weight of the reality before him. He and his brothers had known Su Bingâs family was wealthy, but today theyâd witnessed just how vast the gulf between them was.
Every child at the party had arrived in sleek cars with uniformed drivers waiting to take them home. The disparity felt insurmountable, and the grand threshold of the Su familyâs home suddenly seemed forbidding.
Er Hu, clutching a small package wrapped in paper, stepped forward. He held it out to Su Bing, avoiding his gaze.
âWe brought this for your little brother,â he said quietly. âItâs a wooden spinning top. Back when we were kids, it was what we wanted most. I remember our big brother once found a broken one for me, and I played with it for agesâ¦â His voice trailed off, a wistful smile playing on his lips. âAnyway, weâll leave now.â
Xiao Hu, standing slightly behind, tugged nervously at Da Huâs sleeve. His wide, earnest eyes darted to the spinning top in Er Huâs hands, his longing palpable.
Finally, he mustered the courage to speak, his words tumbling out in a rush. âSu Bing, I⦠I wanted to teach Su Li how to play with it. But Da Hu and Er Hu think weâd just bring you trouble. Maybe I can show him next time instead. You can give it to him for me and tell him happy birthday.â
Xiao Huâs cheeks flushed as he finished, his small hands twisting together. He wasnât merely holding back his own desiresâhe was swallowing them whole. The scent of birthday cake wafting from inside the house only deepened the ache.
Heâd never been to a real birthday party, never tasted the sweet, frosted cakes that other kids spoke of. And yet, he couldnât bring himself to cross the invisible boundary separating their world from Su Bingâs.
The brothersâ plight struck a chord in Gu Zi. She saw the shame in Da Huâs posture, the hesitance in Er Huâs gift, and the yearning in Xiao Huâs eyes. These boys had no parents, no stability, and were scorned as street kids. Theyâd endured so much rejection that the idea of stepping into her home felt impossible.
Su Bing, however, was resolute. His gaze softened as he said firmly, âYouâre my friends. If you leave now, I wonât forgive you. Come inside and help me celebrate my brotherâs birthday.â
Gu Ziâs chest tightened at the rawness of the moment. To spare the boys any further embarrassment, she stepped forward with a warm, inviting smile. âDa Hu, Er Hu, Xiao Hu, youâre here. How can you leave without even stepping inside? Come, join us. Weâre about to start making cakes. Donât you want to see how a birthday cake is made?â
Xiao Huâs eyes lit up, his eagerness betraying him. But he quickly checked himself, glancing nervously at Da Hu for approval.
Da Hu, as their unspoken leader, hesitated. His hands balled into fists, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. This was the first time anyone had extended such genuine warmth to them.
His eyes glistened, but before the emotion could spill over, Gu Zi tactfully added, âItâs settled then. Su Bing, take your friends inside. I have some things to attend to.â
Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked briskly back into the house, leaving no room for further protest.
The three brothers shuffled into the yard, still unsure but no longer able to refuse.
The chatter and laughter of children surrounded them as Su Li spotted them from across the room. His face lit up, and he waved enthusiastically, his hands smudged with frosting. âDa Hu, Er Hu, Xiao Hu! Come here! Making cakes is so much fun. Join me and Gao Ming!â