Chapter 547: The first time I doubted her

Qiao Kelan's face turned cold at that time, but it was a pity that it could not be seen through the screen.

Qiao Kelan: Huaiyu, if you have difficulties, it’s okay not to get a divorce.

Qiao Kelan: I am willing to follow you like this without any name or status.

Qiao Kelan: Being with you was an unexpected encounter. I don't seek anything else. I just hope you're healthy and safe, so you don't have to worry too much about me. You just need to comfort your wife. After all, she's been with you for so many years. How can I compare to her?

Xie Huaiyu: Kelan, don’t underestimate yourself. You are a good person too.

Qiao Kelan: It’s okay, Huaiyu, even if you don’t get divorced, I am willing to stay with you, unless one day you get tired of me, you are bored with me, and you don’t want me anymore. Otherwise, I will always be with you and never leave you alone again.

Xie Huaiyu: Kelan...

Xie Huaiyu was feeling mixed emotions at this moment. It was really hard to contain a woman when she started to act coquettishly.

Qiao Kelan: Huaiyu, sometimes, I often wonder, if I had been braver back then. If I hadn't listened to your mother, if I hadn't taken the initiative to leave you, if I hadn't broken up with you, if I had even resolutely gone abroad with you, would everything have been different? Blame me for not having the courage.

Xie Huaiyu: Don’t say that…

Qiao Kelan: But I was really doing this for your own good. I felt unworthy of you, and I still feel the same way now. How could a divorced woman with children like me, Hede, possibly marry someone like you, Chairman Xie, the most powerful man in Xiangcheng? But... I really can't let you go. The moment I see you, it brings back so many beautiful memories of our past.

Xie Huaiyu: Kelan, I promise you that I will file for divorce after the birthday party.

Qiao Kelan: None of this matters, Huaiyu. By the way, I'm going to ask Xiaoying to return the watch you bought for her tomorrow. It's too expensive.

Xie Huaiyu: Why should I return it? It’s rare that the child likes it.

Qiao Kelan: But it’s too expensive. How can I spend so much money on a watch?

Xie Huaiyu: Kelan, what do you think I am to you?

Qiao Kelan: The man I love most.

Xie Huaiyu: If that's the case, why are you being so distant with me? It's not like I don't have the financial means. I really like Xiaoying, she's obedient and sensible. You only have one daughter, so what's wrong with being nice to her?

Qiao Kelan: Oh, I really don’t want to accept things from you for no reason. I feel a little embarrassed.

Xie Huaiyu: You still treat me as an outsider when you talk like that.

Qiao Kelan: How come?

Xie Huaiyu: Okay, it’s getting late, you should go to bed early.

Qiao Kelan: Huaiyu, your son... isn't acting unusual lately? Has he had a fight with you?

Xie Huaiyu: No, he is also very busy.

Qiao Kelan: Is there any news from your sister?

Xie Huaiyu: No, Nancheng’s intention might be to delay the verdict. As long as the big fish behind her is not exposed, he will not let go. It’s a psychological tactic to make my second sister collapse on her own.

Qiao Kelan: Then... doesn't your mother feel sorry for her own daughter? Didn't she plead for your second sister?

Xie Huaiyu: My mom is indeed distressed, but she's a clear-headed person. Her grandson is the heir to the family, and she's already acquiesced to Nancheng's actions. Eh? Why are you asking this out of the blue? Do you know my second sister?

Qiao Kelan: No, I just felt pity for that child who's now in your family, with no one to love her or her parents. I thought to myself, your sister is your biological sister after all. If I go too far, will I regret it later when I'm old? I'm just saying it casually, don't listen to me.

Xie Huaiyu: Well, Nancheng is the head of the family now, he can handle it himself. I don’t want to take care of it anymore, it’s tiring.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Kelan began to report again secretly.

"Boss, this is probably what happened. Xie Huailan is just dragging it out without any results, and she can't help but blurt out some things. I wonder if that idiot will expose you?" Qiao Kelan flattered.

"No, she doesn't have the courage." On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, a young man with silver hair, holding a red wine glass, was watching the sunset on a lounge chair by the sea. His dark sunglasses could not cover his beautiful eyes.

"I was just worrying too much."

"Have you seen Xie Nancheng's wife?" the man suddenly asked.

Qiao Kelan was stunned. "Not yet. I haven't had a direct contact with her. I feel like Xie Huaiyu rarely mentions her either. That girl seems to be very low-key."

"Boss, are you planning to start with Xie Nancheng's wife?"

At this moment, Tianyi Pavilion.

Tu Ran walked out of the tea room and stretched.

What he was holding in his hand was the golden silk cloak that had been sewn for the Bodhisattva statue of Chen Yingli.

Xie Nancheng is currently holding a conference call in the living room.

Seeing his wife coming out, the boss is also willful.

"The meeting will be suspended for ten minutes. Let's take a break."

After saying this, without waiting for his subordinates to react, the boss hung up the conference call.

"Wife? What's that in your hand?"

"Take a look, what do you think?"

Tu Ran feels a great sense of accomplishment with this handmade work.

Actively show off once.

Xie Nancheng rarely saw his wife in such a mood, so he immediately cooperated and praised her, "My wife's cooking must be the best in the world."

"Don't praise blindly, just take a look first." Tu Ran glared.

Xie Nancheng took it and turned it over and over in his hands, looking at it carefully.

It is a dark red cloak made of extremely soft and thin material.

The main thing is that the edges of the cloak are all sewn with golden silk thread, and the silk thread feels a bit hard.

In the middle of the cloak is an auspicious cloud pattern embroidered with the same silk thread.

The pattern is not very complicated, but very spiritual.

It's the kind of feeling that makes you feel comfortable all over when you see it.

"You made this yourself?"

"Yeah." Tu Ran nodded.

"Everything is good, but this thread feels a bit hard." The boss spoke the truth.

“Because it’s real gold.”

"Ah?" The boss finally reacted.

"I bought some pure gold and asked a craftsman to make some fine silk threads for me. The auspicious cloud pattern and the edges are all sewn with this gold thread."

"Aren't you putting in too much effort?" Xie Nancheng was a little shocked.

“The things you give to Miss Shen must be carefully considered. She has seen all kinds of good things.”

"Wife, you did this all for me."

"Thank goodness I have you."

“If it were me, I would probably give her a villa, a luxury car, jewelry, watches, and the like. Miss Shen probably wouldn’t even give those things a second glance.”

"Miss Shen is a Buddhist. There is a golden statue of Bodhisattva in Shen Garden, which is Miss Shen's personal offering. So I thought that since I have nothing to give as a gift, I might as well make a cloak for the Bodhisattva myself."

“That’s really thoughtful.”

Xie Nancheng was very moved and hugged Tu Ran in his arms.

"Wife, you are so good to me, how can I repay you in the future?"

Tu Ran's eyes were a little complicated, "Just don't hate me in the future."

"I can't even begin to love you enough, why should I hate you? Stop talking nonsense, my wife has worked so hard."

The boss was really distressed and kissed Tu Ran on the cheek again and again.

At the beginning, he was reluctant to risk his wife's reputation by asking Chenyuan's people for help.

But in the end, thanks to this matter, my wife still helped.

He was extremely grateful, but also reminded himself that this was only the once.

In fact, Xie Nancheng and Tu Ran had similar ideas and did not like her to interact too much with the people from Chenyuan.

Because he has known one thing very well over the years: the higher you are in the hierarchy, the more trouble you will have and the harder it will be to get along with someone.

"By the way, I'm going out tomorrow."

"Is this for Miss Shen?" Xie Nancheng asked.

Tu Ran shook his head.

"I want to go to Baiyun Temple with grandma."

"Baiyun Temple?"

"Well, my grandma has always had a good relationship with Master Sanbao. She listens to him talk about Buddhism from time to time, and I also go to get some spiritual energy."

"Well, go early and come back early. I will miss you."

"Don't give me that." Tu Ran chuckled.

"I'm going to take a shower first, you continue with your work." After saying that, Tu Ran picked up his cloak and turned back to the bedroom.

After a few seconds, Xie Nancheng put away his gentleness, picked up his phone and whispered, "Check when my wife learned embroidery? Where did she learn it, and who did she learn it from?"

Logically, Xie Nancheng, a grown man, shouldn't know needlework, but... he came from a wealthy family, had an elite education, and his grandmother loved embroidery, so he'd seen countless fine pieces. Just look at Tu Ran's cape; it would have taken at least ten or eight years of practice to create it. But hadn't she been living in the mountains with her grandfather? How could she have such incredible embroidery skills?

Yes, it was a small detail, but it made him doubt her identity for the first time.