Chapter 760 Wu Bo's Compromise

Qiao Qinghe glanced at Uncle Wu, then at Wei Jia.

Originally, I brought Weijia along hoping she could help persuade Uncle Wu, but before I could even open my mouth, she started crying.

Ever since Wei Jia became pregnant and gave birth to Zhen Jie'er, she has visibly changed.

The former sharpness, radicalism, and ruthlessness have been replaced by the current soft-heartedness, hesitation, and complacency.

Wei Jia has lost her former drive; now she seems to just want to stay with her child and live a peaceful life.

But heaven knows, now is far from the time when they can live in peace!

"You should go back first."

Qiao Qinghe waved to Wei Jia.

Wei Jia was taken aback, then realized her lapse in composure.

She wiped away her tears and said somewhat shyly, "No need, I can manage."

"Go back." Qiao Qinghe glanced at her, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Wei Jia then awkwardly stood up, curtsied, and turned to leave the courtyard.

After Wei Jia left, Qiao Qinghe looked at Uncle Wu with a serious expression and said in a solemn tone, "The Enping Marquis's Mansion is currently facing a huge crisis."

“The enemy lurking in the shadows has once again used the massacre of the Su family to threaten Marquis Enping.”

"You should know that this is not the first time Marquis Enping has been threatened!"

"In fact, this matter, along with the massacre of the Xuanping Marquis's mansion in one night, has long been tacitly agreed by His Majesty not to pursue it."

"Therefore, even if the crime of Marquis Enping is confirmed, it will not shake his status and position."

"The only ones who will truly be affected and hurt are Rongrong and Xuge'er!"

"Marquis Enping cares about Rongrong and Xuge'er, which is why he has been threatened by those people time and time again."

"I think you understand this principle without me having to say it."

"This time, those people are using this incident to threaten Marquis Enping again."

"This time, those people came with great force. If their conspiracy succeeds, the Marquis of Enping's mansion may be doomed."

"Without the Marquis of Enping's mansion, without the Marquis of Enping, what will become of Rongrong and Xu'er?"

Don't you think about them, the mother and child?

"Alright, even if we assume that Marquis Enping escaped danger this time, what about next time, and the time after that?"

"Can the Marquis of Enping really have such good luck for his entire life?"

"Or do you think Rongrong can be kept in the dark her whole life? Can live a carefree life forever?"

"Can you bear to see Rongrong heartbroken, devastated, tormented, and in unbearable pain after suddenly learning the truth?"

Uncle Wu closed his eyes, letting his tears fall silently.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes staring blankly at Qiao Qinghe, "Madam, are you really going to force me?"

Qiao Qinghe sighed and softened her tone, "It's not that I'm forcing you, but to ensure Rongrong's happiness and carefree life, and to ensure that Xu-ge'er has someone to care for him and grows up safely and smoothly, nothing can happen to the Enping Marquis's Mansion."

"And all of this is predicated on the premise that nothing goes wrong with meticulousness!"

"So you're not helping Yan Jin, but Rongrong and Xu Ge'er!"

Uncle Wu fell into a long silence once again.

When he looked up at Qiao Qinghe again, he had clearly made up his mind.

"Okay, I promise you."

"I can lie to you, Miss, but I also hope that you, Madam, can grant me a request."

Qiao Qinghe nodded earnestly: "Tell me, and I will definitely fulfill your request if I can."

Uncle Wu smiled and said, "Prepare a bowl of poison for me."

Qiao Qinghe was startled: "What did you say?"

His brows furrowed immediately: "What do you want to do?"

Uncle Wu smiled bitterly, "I've long since given up on living. With my current physical condition, I won't live much longer anyway. This bowl of poison is just sending me on my way sooner."

Qiao Qinghe sighed: "Like you said, you don't have much time left anyway, so why bother..."

"After lying to that beast Yan Jin and deceiving Miss, how can I still have the face to live in this world?"

Uncle Wu closed his eyes again in anguish. "So, let me finish lying and then go down to kowtow and apologize to the dead masters of the Su family."

Since Uncle Wu had put it so bluntly, Qiao Qinghe could only nod in agreement: "Okay. I will make sure you have a painless journey."

"Thank you, Madam." Uncle Wu stood up shakily and bowed to Qiao Qinghe.

Qiao Qinghe stood up and politely returned the greeting.

This gesture was a way of returning the favor to Uncle Wu for his profound understanding and righteousness, and also a way of bidding him farewell in advance.

"Uncle Wu, it would be best if you fell seriously ill tonight. I will have Rongrong come to see you one last time tomorrow morning."

After leaving those words, Qiao Qinghe turned around and walked heavily out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Wei Jia and A Qi were waiting.

Upon seeing her come out, Wei Jia immediately went to greet her: "Mother? Uncle Wu, he..."

Wei Jia's eyes were full of worry and hesitation.

Qiao Qinghe said expressionlessly, "He agreed."

"If you have time today, spend more time talking to him. He will see Rongrong first thing tomorrow morning."

Qiao Qinghe didn't say what would happen after the meeting, but Wei Jia and A Qi cleverly guessed the outcome.

That night, news came from Uncle Wu's courtyard that Uncle Wu had suddenly fallen seriously ill.

The Qiao family was thrown into chaos. They called for a doctor, got medicine, and prepared the medicine, spending the whole night in a flurry of activity.

However, Uncle Wu's condition showed no improvement whatsoever.

Su Rongrong received the news before she even got out of bed that morning.

He quickly got up, tidied himself up briefly, and rushed to the Qiao residence.

Just before leaving, Yan Jin reminded her, "Take Xu Ge'er with you."

"Uncle Wu hasn't met Brother Xu yet."

"If Uncle Wu doesn't make it through this time, we can't let him leave with regrets."

With tears in her eyes, Su Rongrong nodded and quickly ordered someone to pack up Xu Ge'er, who was still sleeping, and put him into the carriage.

When Su Rongrong and her son finally met Uncle Wu, he was already on his deathbed.

"Uncle Wu..."

Su Rongrong collapsed in tears at Uncle Wu's sickbed.

Xu Ge'er, who was being held and was already a bit irritable because he hadn't fully woken up yet, lost all restraint after hearing Su Rongrong's cries and burst into loud sobs.

Qiao Qinghe reached out and took the child, carrying him to the bedside.

She leaned forward to show the child to Uncle Wu: "This is Xu Ge'er. What a handsome boy he is! He's destined for great things."

"Take a look too."

As she spoke, she moved the child closer.

The child is Su Rongrong's, but she is also very meticulous!

Uncle Wu only glanced at the child reluctantly before looking away.

Qiao Qinghe moved the child away a little before giving a pointed reminder: "Time is running out. If you have anything to tell Rongrong, do so as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took a few steps back while holding the child, leaving the spot in front of the bed for Su Rongrong to sit alone.

Su Rongrong lay on the edge of the bed, holding Wu Bo's withered hand, sobbing uncontrollably.