Upon seeing this, Tang Yaoyao suddenly felt a dull ache in her chest. For some reason, she saw a gentle, peaceful feeling in the interactions between Qiao Yong and Qiao Mingzhu.
Suddenly, she was unwilling to believe that her previous assumptions were true.
Some even didn't want to disturb their peace.
Qiao Yanzhi pursed her lips and sat down beside her bed: "Mingzhu, how come you caught a cold again?"
She looked up and took her hand again: "Sister, you haven't come for quite some time."
Tang Yaoyao then got a clear look at her third aunt. Her eyes, which seemed to be both happy and sad, were filled with affection, and there was a hint of sorrow between her brows. She was frail and sickly, and when she was quiet, she was like a beautiful flower reflected in water, and when she moved, she was like a willow swaying in the breeze.
She suddenly remembered a sentence.
Her heart is more insightful than that of Bi Gan, and her illness surpasses that of Xi Shi by three points.
I'm talking about my third aunt.
She and her mother are biological sisters, so they look somewhat alike, but they have completely different temperaments.
Perhaps because of her chronically poor health, my third aunt's beautiful face showed a hint of fragility, which made even a woman like her feel protective of her.
Seemingly noticing Tang Yaoyao scrutinizing her, she gently raised her eyes and asked, "And who is this?"
Qiao Yanzhi smiled, her eyes showing no sign of anything amiss, and introduced, "Her name is Tang Yaoyao. She's a popular young actress in the entertainment industry. My brother-in-law has a cosmetics brand that wants to find a celebrity to endorse it. It just so happens that Yaoyao and I are close friends despite our age difference, so I thought I'd introduce her to him."
Qiao Mingzhu had no doubts and looked at the man who had been silent all along: "Brother Yong, you should focus on your work and not neglect Miss Tang."
"Um."
He stood up: "Let's talk in the study."
Qiao Yanzhi looked at her younger sister and gently patted her hand: "Mingzhu, I'll come see you again in a little while."
"Um."
After nodding, Qiao Mingzhu looked at Tang Yaoyao and smiled gently: "Miss Tang, I am not feeling well, please forgive me."
Tang Yaoyao looked at her. Perhaps it was because of blood ties, but she felt both love and pity for this woman. She finally understood why her mother had always emphasized that this matter should not be told to her.
She nodded slightly: "Mrs. Qiao, you're too kind."
After that, Su Mei pushed Tang Yaoyao out of the room.
The four of them arrived at Qiao Yong's study.
Tang Yaoyao habitually looked around and her gaze fell on his desk, where she saw two picture frames.
One is a photo of him and Qiao Mingzhu, and the other is a photo of him, Qiao Mingzhu, and Qiao Yuzhou.
Whether a man truly loves his wife can be seen from his study.
It's fair to say that he truly loves this family.
The four of them sat down on the sofa.
From the moment he entered the room until now, Qiao Yong has remained remarkably calm, without the slightest hint of panic. He asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Qiao Yanzhi shook her head, her beautiful fox-like eyes flashing with a cold and sharp light: "No need, please sit down."
He sat down, and the four of them were not far apart. The atmosphere gradually became serious.
Qiao Yanzhi held Tang Yaoyao's hand, raised her eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Qiao Yong, you should know who this is, right?"
Qiao Yong raised her eyes, looked at her face which was seven-tenths similar to Qiao Yanzhi's, and slowly nodded.
He knew that some long-buried secrets eventually became common knowledge and were no longer secrets.
Qiao Yanzhi clenched her other hand into a fist. If it weren't for the fact that he was so gentle with Mingzhu and that his eyes didn't seem fake, she would have loved to slap him hard.
"Tell me, what have you been doing all these years?"
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