Qing Ci had been the Duan family's daughter for over twenty years when she was suddenly told she wasn't their blood relative. Maliciously framed by the real heiress and expelled by her adop...
Chapter 864 Childish
Qiao Qingci couldn't help but laugh at Murong's cute appearance, and said to Mo Yanchu, "Okay, let's go."
When the car arrived at the Qiao family manor, Murong got out quickly and opened the car door for Qiao Qingci before Mo Yanchu.
"Sister-in-law, your new manor is so beautiful. I want to go in with you."
This was Murong's first time visiting the new Qiao Family Manor. She took Qiao Qingci's arm as they toured the area, leaving Mo Yanchu alone behind, carrying the gifts from the trunk.
When he arrived at the flower hall, Murong saw Mrs. Qiao and greeted her happily and politely.
"Aunt Qiao, I'm sorry for coming here. I hope I didn't disturb you."
"How could it bother you?" Mrs. Qiao smiled and took Murong's hand. "More people means more fun. You grew up under my care, so you can't be so reserved."
A few people sat together and chatted. After a while, the rest of the Qiao family came back one after another.
Qiao Yunxi was the last one to arrive home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a pretty little girl squeezed next to his sister.
Qiao Yunxi raised his charming peach blossom eyes, took a step forward and came to the little girl. He looked at her carefully and exclaimed, "Huh?"
"Isn't this little Murong? He's changed so much after not seeing him for a while, and his style has also changed. I almost can't recognize him."
As he spoke, Qiao Yunxi looked at Madam Qiao and asked, "Mom, do you remember? When this girl was little, she would jump up and down and follow Yan Chu and me like a little monkey that you couldn't get rid of."
"Third Brother Qiao!"
Qiao Yunxi's description was so vivid that Qiao Qingci and the others laughed. Murong could no longer pretend to be good and glared at Qiao Yunxi with a red face.
Seeing her expression, Qiao Yunxi couldn't help but tease her again.
"Why, Third Brother is wrong? We have all watched you grow up, you have already lost your image in front of us!"
Murong became angry the moment she heard this. She stood up and picked up the pillow in her hand.
"Well, since you said I've lost my image a long time ago, then I won't hide it anymore and just explode!"
After Murong finished speaking, she took the pillow and hit Qiao Yunxi. She didn't hit him hard, and the pillow was very soft. It just looked like she was hitting him hard, but Qiao Yunxi still dodged after being hit once, still teasing her.
When Mrs. Qiao saw this scene, she instantly thought of her children when they were young. Not only did she not stop them, she also smiled and sat aside to make room for the two to play.
Qiao Yunxi was fine. He looked at the angry expression on Murong's face and let her catch up with him. Whenever Murong couldn't catch up with him, he slowed down, and when Murong was about to catch up, he speeded up again.
Murong chased Qiao Yunxi twice and found that he was teasing her. She was so angry that she threw the pillow into Qiao Yunxi's arms and turned to complain to Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Qingci.
"Aunt Qiao, Sister Qingci, look, Third Brother Qiao is such a grown man, yet he still bullies me!"
Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Qingci controlled the upward curves of their lips. Qiao Qingci protected Murong to his side, and Mrs. Qiao comforted her with a serious face.
"Okay, Murong, let's ignore your Third Brother Qiao. He's too childish!"
"That's right, it's too childish!"
Murong gritted his fangs and said.
Looking at her, Qiao Qingci couldn't help but want to laugh. She and her third brother seemed to have not grown up, and they were both the same.
When Qiao Yunxi met Qiao Qingci's gaze, he realized that his brother was not like a brother anymore. He quickly tried to make amends by picking up a piece of mango with a fork and handing it to Murong.
"Little Murong, Third Brother Qiao was wrong. I apologize to you, okay? Don't be angry with Third Brother. Don't you love mangoes the most? Come and have a bite?"
"What? Who would use a mango as an apology..."
Murong curled his lips, but even though he said that, he took the mango into his mouth in one bite, and the little emotion in his eyes turned into satisfaction of eating his favorite fruit.
"For the sake of mango, I'll forgive you. But don't call me a monkey from now on!"
"Yes, yes, I will never say that again. Thank you, Miss Murong, for your generosity!"
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The two people made up after the quarrel, and there was harmony in the warm flower hall of the Qiao family.
But happy times always pass quickly. After dinner, sitting in the car, Murong didn't want to leave.
Grandpa lives in the old house, and her brother and sister-in-law live together. She often works away from home, and every time she goes back, she is alone facing the empty big house.
Qiao Yunxi looked at Murong's reluctant expression, his hands in his pockets, leaning against his elder brother Qiao Changye and raising an eyebrow, "Little Murong, do you want to stay and play? Anyway, you often stayed here when you were a child, and now you have your room too."
The two families are old friends and in-laws. The room was left by Mrs. Qiao, who also tried to persuade Murong to stay, wanting him to play for a few days before leaving.