In her previous life, Zhong Qiao was the modern Wang Baochuan, rejecting wealth and luxury to elope with a scumbag. She savored their lean meals and gnawed on wild vegetables, thinking it was sweet...
Chapter 63 The one who tied the bell must untie it
After learning the whole story from passersby and witnessing with his own eyes how Zhong Qiao dealt with the hooligans calmly in the face of danger, Ji's father was deeply moved.
Just a little thought will lead you to long-term thinking.
Because Zhong Zhiwei and his wife were busy with work, Zhong Qiao was responsible for his schoolwork when he was a child. Perhaps influenced by him, Zhong Qiao became a little old-fashioned.
Even his way of doing things is very similar to his.
Later, Zhong Qiao's speechless problem was cured, and he followed Zhong Zhiwei and his wife to Hong Kong. Those things happened, which led to the breakdown of the relationship between the two families, and they never met again.
Father Ji's heart softened.
No matter what Zhong Qiao did in the past, at least she grew up and paid a painful lesson for her choices. As elders, why didn't they be more generous and talk out the grudge between the two families?
Zhong Qiao felt confused.
Their family didn't have a close relationship with the Ji family, so why did Ji's father always have such a sighing tone every time he saw her?
This reminded her of the last time she went to the Ji family to deliver braised pork.
The Ji family members seemed to have seen something unusual. Their eyes were glued to her and they kept examining her, which made her feel uneasy.
To be on the safe side, it’s better to have less connection with the Ji family.
"Thank you, Uncle Ji. I hope you don't make a fool of yourself." Zhong Qiao replied politely and indifferently.
Just as Ji's father was about to speak, Zhou Yingying, who was ignored by the two men, could no longer sit still.
"Uncle Ji."
She reported Zhou Tie mercilessly, which was enough to prove that her relationship with Zhou Tie was superficial, but Ji's father didn't say a word and was still chatting and laughing with Zhong Qiao, a woman with bad morals.
What if Father Ji really likes Zhong Qiao and introduces her to Brother He Bai? They almost got married back then!
Wouldn’t that mean the marriage between me and Brother Hebai would be ruined?
Zhou Yingying felt dizzy and unbearable just thinking about it?
She jumped out immediately and spoke excitedly.
"Uncle Ji, Zhong Qiao is a well-known fickle woman in our compound. She has no sense of propriety and everyone avoids her family. Why are you still associating with someone like her?"
"I'm telling you, everyone in the compound says she's been more cunning than others since she was a child! Don't let her fool you!"
This little mouth keeps chattering.
Before Zhong Qiao could reply, Ji's father's face turned unhappy.
It was obviously a simple matter for him, as an elder, to talk to a younger person, but Zhou Yingying used foul language, slandered him, and even used the word "in association".
Does just saying a word mean we become friends?
Zhong Qiao is not a terrible monster.
"Yingying."
Father Ji's voice was slightly cold, and he said without question, "Regarding your wish to see He Bai, I'll give you an answer tomorrow. It's getting late, so I'll have Xiao Shen take you home."
It's still afternoon.
Broad daylight.
Zhou Yingying was taken aback by surprise, vaguely feeling that something was disappearing from her heart.
This feeling made her helpless and extremely crazy.
"Uncle Ji."
Seeing that Ji's father was soft-hearted and would not take any tough measures, Zhou Yingying's eyes turned red and she resorted to her usual tricks.
"Did Yingying do something wrong to make you hate me?"
Zhong Qiao raised his eyebrows.
This tone seems a little familiar.
In his previous life, Xu Shaojun had mistresses outside. In order to fight for status, those mistresses showed off in front of her. When Xu Shaojun came, they acted like a delicate girl and let her bully them.
Isn’t this exactly what Zhou Yingying is like now?
She never thought that one day she would be able to see such a good show.
When it comes to serious matters, Ji's father naturally won't fall for the younger generation's tricks.
He whispered to Xiao Shen behind Zhong Qiao.
"Xiao Shen, take Yingying back."
Xiao Shen said yes respectfully, and stretched out his hand, almost forcibly, and said to Zhou Yingying: "Please."
Zhou Yingying looked at Ji's father's face, her complexion turned pale, her eyelashes trembled, and there seemed to be thousands of words in her throat.
However, when she saw Ji's father's rejecting eyes, she realized that her status had quietly changed. She was no longer the junior who could cry and act like a spoiled child in front of Ji's father.
"Okay, Uncle Ji." Zhou Yingying was really a little sad at this moment. She nodded unwillingly with a sour tone, "Then I'll go back first. Uncle Ji, take care of yourself."
Father Ji didn't reply.
Xiao Shen took the distraught Zhou Yingying away.
Now only Ji's father, Zhong Qiao and others were left.
In this silence, Father Ji sighed, hesitating to speak, and finally pleaded, "Zhong Qiao, can I talk to you for a moment?"
Zhong Qiao was startled and looked at his father.
Mr. Zhong shook his head at her.
However, looking at Ji's father's pleading eyes, Zhong Qiao softened his heart.
"Dad, go wait for me on the bridge." Zhong Qiao patted the back of his hand to show that he was relieved.
Mr. Zhong couldn't bear Zhong Qiao's pleading and walked away, looking back every few steps.
Now only Zhong Qiao and Ji's father are left.
Time seems to be quiet at this moment.
Father Ji looked at her, slightly closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Zhong Qiao, we have known you since you were a child. Your Aunt Ji treats you like her own daughter. She has been worried about something for many years, and she needs you to solve it."
Zhong Qiao's distant and indifferent expression relaxed slightly.
Frown.
Heartache? She can solve it?
What's the meaning?
Father Ji continued.
"She asked me to ask you, why did you humiliate He Bai when he came to you? Even if you don't like him, you can just be honest. We in the Ji family never force others."
Zhong Qiao was stunned again and again.
"Uncle Ji, did you make a mistake?"
She couldn't utter a single word.
Father Ji just thought that Zhong Qiao didn't want to admit it.
"Forget it. If you still have a conscience, we can let it go, but please stay away from us Hebai——"
He paused and sighed deeply. He couldn't bear to say such cruel words to the younger generation, so he changed his words to a more euphemistic one.
"You and He Bai's fate ended two years ago. You broke it with your own hands. You are both adults now and must be responsible for your own choices. You already have a child, so just live a good life. We should keep our families separate and avoid any disputes from now on."
Zhong Qiao could no longer hear the rest of the words until Ji's father left. Then she realized what was going on. Her mind seemed to be blown away by the sudden amount of information.
What knot was he trying to untie? What did it mean to treat her like his own daughter? Humiliate Ji Hebai?
Zhong Qiao had thousands of questions in his mind.
After a while, Zhong Qiao even laughed helplessly and asked, "Am I crazy or is he crazy?"
Zhong Qiao absentmindedly went to find Zhong's father and explained the whole cause and effect to him.
Mr. Zhong, who had been silent all this time, changed his expression.
"Is that what he told you?"
"Yes." Zhong Qiao nodded. Noticing that her father's expression was not right, she also felt uneasy.
"Dad, what on earth did he mean? Why can't I understand a word he said?"
Mr. Zhong's eyes dodged for a moment, and after a long time, he turned his head away, as if he deliberately didn't want to mention this matter.
"Qiao Qiao, you're already married and have children, so don't think about those things."
"Dad." Zhong Qiao wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by the sudden and shrill sound of a car bell.
The two men frowned subconsciously and looked towards the source of the sound.
It was a young man from their compound, tall and thin, who came riding a bicycle at full speed, his forehead covered in sweat. When he spoke, it was so cold that he exhaled a breath of white mist.
"Uncle Zhong, this is terrible! Your grandparents are back and they're going to abandon your little girl! Sister Qian told me to tell you to go back quickly!"