Qiao Zhen was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Does this prove... that I'm not bad at all?"
Grandpa Qi: We can't continue this conversation.
He felt that even his grandson couldn't escape this woman's clutches; he couldn't win, so he had to admit defeat.
Old Master Qi said solemnly, "Since Miss Qiao is so certain that she will marry A-Juan, why don't you come with me to meet A-Juan's mother?"
Qiao Zhen felt that Qi Yijuan's mother should be a breakthrough point. Qi Yi'an mentioned her, and the old man also mentioned her, which really piqued Qiao Zhen's interest. "Okay."
Grandpa Qi took Qiao Zhen to a grove of trees.
Qiao Zhen couldn't help but sigh, "This is too extravagant. Shulin is staying at Qi Yijuan's mother's house."
Grandpa Qi led Qiao Zhen to a place that resembled a castle, about ten stories high, with spiral staircases inside. It occupied a large area, the exact size of which Qiao Zhen couldn't estimate. Moreover, there were colorful gardens and swimming pools outside the castle. The castle's exterior was Gothic, but the interior furnishings were extremely casual.
Qiao Zhen's hearing was much better than that of ordinary people, so when she stepped onto the third floor, she heard a woman's mutterings, which were quite eerie in the dark castle.
She paused slightly on the steps, and after confirming that the old man could also hear the faint sound, she raised an eyebrow and looked at Old Master Qi.
Grandpa Qi gestured to Qiao Zhen with his chin.
Qiao Zhen followed the faint sound and found a woman, still charming, sitting in front of her dressing table in a magnificent room. The woman was wearing a white dress, and she raised her hand to touch her face, murmuring something to herself in the mirror in a slow and soft voice.
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