Suddenly, the woman's face contorted into a ferocious and sinister expression. She staggered to the bedside, viciously digging her sharp nails into the pillow, uttering venomous words, "Go die! Go die! Why are you alive? Why don't you just die?! You little bitch!"
Qiao Zhen looked at the woman's profile; the venomous glint in her eyes seemed to be coated with the slime of a poisonous snake.
"she……?"
Grandpa Qi nodded silently, "She is A-Juan's mother, come with me."
Qiao Zhen followed Grandpa Qi to a balcony, where she asked pointedly, "Whose pillow is that?"
"It's A-Juan." Old Master Qi's reply was soft, yet it sounded all the heavier. "If you can't accept that A-Juan has such a mother and a dysfunctional family, leave as soon as possible. I will keep your whereabouts a secret."
Qiao Zhen shook her head. "No, I don't care. Qi Yijuan's innocence has been taken away by this old woman." Silence followed.
"Could you tell me about Qi Yijuan's past?"
Grandpa Qi's expression grew increasingly solemn as he looked at Qiao Zhen. Only when he clearly saw composure and determination in her eyes did he slowly begin to speak: "A-Juan's father was a very philandering man. His first wife was A-Juan's mother's older sister. Initially, A-Juan's father and A-Juan's mother's sister had a harmonious marriage. Later, A-Juan's father coveted A-Juan's mother's beauty. A-Juan's mother's sister was a twisted person; she actually drugged A-Juan's mother and sent her to A-Juan's father's bed. A-Juan's mother had a loving fiancé at the time, and she couldn't accept such a huge blow, so she began to lose her mind."
“A-Juan’s mother is pregnant with twins. It’s amazing. Although the two brothers look exactly alike, Qi Yi’an is that fiancé’s child, and A-Juan is my grandson.”
"Later, A-Juan's mother's fiancé also gradually abandoned her, and the man left. A-Juan's mother's mental state completely collapsed. She started crying and wailing, and started hitting and scolding A-Juan, thinking that it was all A-Juan's fault. A-Juan was very young at that time, about five or six years old."
“I didn’t know about this at first, and A-Juan’s father also ignored A-Juan’s affairs. After A-Juan’s mother’s sister died, he married A-Juan’s mother.”
"It was only then that I learned about the sordid things that had happened between them. At that time, A-Juan was already fifteen or sixteen years old and was just beginning to live a normal life."
"Since things have come to this, it is our Qi family that owes A-Juan's mother, so Qi Yi'an is being raised as a descendant of the Qi family. And A-Juan comes here once a month."
No wonder Qi Yijuan returned with a bruised and swollen face after going out half a month ago.
If we really want to get to the bottom of things, Qi Yijuan's father's problems must also be related to Old Master Qi.
But Qiao Zhen didn't intend to delve into the details, as Old Master Qi had already revealed a great deal today.
"Thank you, and I'm so sorry, I thought you weren't very nice to Yi Juan before, so my attitude was..." Qiao Zhen saw Grandpa Qi shaking his head indifferently, so she changed the subject, "It's getting late, I still have to go back and cook dinner."
Old Master Qi's straight back slumped slightly. "Let's go. I'll have the driver take you home."
When Qiao Zhen returned to her apartment, Qi Yijuan greeted her. He didn't say anything, but just kept snuggling into Qiao Zhen's arms.
When he returned and didn't find Qiao Zhen, he went to the security room like a madman to check the surveillance footage. The car belonged to Old Master Qi, so Qi Yijuan guessed Old Master Qi's intentions. He didn't stop him. He also wanted to know whether Qiao Zhen would treat him better after learning about his family and background, or simply... leave him?
Qiao Zhen put her arm around Qi Yijuan's waist and lightly patted the boy's buttocks. "Hmm? What's wrong? Didn't you resolve things? Did you come to me for comfort?"
Qi Yijuan nuzzled his head against Qiao Zhen's shoulder, shook his head, but didn't mention a word about the matter he needed to resolve.
Qiao Zhen held the boy and placed him on the sofa, then handed him a remote control. "I'm sorry I'm late today. Haven't you eaten yet? I'll go make you something."
Actually, Qiao Zhen's cooking skills are quite good. She can make braised pork, sweet and sour pork, fried rice with eggs, and even a few soups.
But she was lazy, so she went into the kitchen and made fried rice with eggs, and then took out some pickled cucumbers from the refrigerator.
"Let's make do with this. It's my turn to be on duty tomorrow. Let's go out for a late-night snack after evening self-study tomorrow." Qiao Zhen raised her hand and ruffled Qi Yijuan's hair.
Qi Yijuan turned his head away, saying with a mixture of disgust and grievance, "It's oily."
Qiao Zhen's lips twitched slightly. She silently went into the bathroom to wash her hands, making sure to use soap.
When she came out, she saw Qi Yijuan carrying two dishes on the table: one was braised fish, and the other was cucumber salad. "...There are dishes?"
Qi Yijuan curled the corners of his lips. "Mm."
Sigh, boys are not only deep-thinking, but also a bit cunning, and Qiao Zhen can only helplessly deal with it.
After dinner and everyone had taken a shower, Qi Yijuan started to subtly provoke him again.
Qiao Zhen slapped the boy's buttocks with a loud "smack," and said, "You have class tomorrow morning, so don't mess around!"
If Qiao Zhen had a class, she wouldn't be worried at all, but Qi Yijuan has a class at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and he doesn't know any better when he's playing around, so Qiao Zhen is gradually letting herself go as well.
Qi Yijuan snorted, then wrapped his arms around Qiao Zhen's neck, pressing his upper body weight onto her.
He nuzzled Qiao Zhen's earlobe with the tip of his nose, breathing softly on it. Seeing that Qiao Zhen didn't object, he went a step further and kissed his way down the back of her neck.
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