Chapter 66 - 65: How Could His Wife Be As Young As a Little Girl?

Chapter 66: Chapter 65: How Could His Wife Be As Young As a Little Girl?

Then, spinning around, she strode out the door.

After placing the IOU into the bankbook, Gu Qiaoqiao directly slipped it into the pocket of her down jacket.

“Girl, congratulations,” Zhang Yi said smilingly from behind Gu Qiaoqiao.

“Shared joy is double joy.”

Zhang Yi chuckled, yet there was still a sense of regret.

Seeing the way Gu Qiaoqiao just said her piece and left, he knew she would never come here to sell her goods again.

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Alas…

Zhang Yi clutched his chest, feeling heartbroken.

As Gu Qiaoqiao hastily walked out of Yubao Square, from a black sedan emerged an old man with white hair and beard.

Leaning on a cane, he looked toward the grand entrance of Yubao Square with a commanding expression.

It was Elder Gu of Yubao Square.

His eyes scanned the main entrance for a moment, and suddenly his whole body stiffened, as if the blood in his veins had frozen.

He stared in shock at a young girl in a beige down jacket walking out of the grand entrance of Yubao Square.

That face, strikingly similar to that of his wife.

For a moment, it seemed as though all sounds had faded away. His heartbeat quickened, his breathing became erratic, and he tasted a salty iron flavor in his mouth.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Elder Gu fell backwards. What little reasoning remained told him that it wasn’t his wife; how could his wife look as young as a young girl?

But…

Before he could figure it out, he plunged into boundless darkness, with Lady Yu’s hate-filled eyes flashing before him.

After that, he knew nothing.

Intent on her mission, Gu Qiaoqiao headed for the nearby savings bank, unaware of the chaos unfolding at the entrance of Yubao Square.

She successfully withdrew Five Hundred Yuan, delightedly placed the bankbook carefully back into her pocket, and then took the bus back to the Qin Family.

Although today had some discrepancies from her expectations, according to what her grandfather once said, it was fate that Elder Shen and the peace Buddha pendant came together.

There are rules to their line of work, and if Elder Shen really was that Elder Shen, then considering his broad-mindedness, it was only right to sell it to him.

She just didn’t understand why the Shen Family wasn’t supposedly very wealthy.

Quickly dismissing the thought, she decided it had nothing to do with her; Elder Shen was definitely a man of his word.

Thus, she fell onto her bed without any burdens and slept deeply.

In the hospital, Zhang Yi watched the emergency room door with a grave expression on his face.

Inside, his thoughts were in complete turmoil.

Seeing Gu Cheng’s evasive eyes and his two sons, Zhang Yi knew that if Elder Gu passed away before finding his biological son, the Gu Family would likely end up in the hands of Gu Cheng and his sons.

The so-called Second Lady was not a good sort.

Then, the Gu Family, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, would completely dissipate like smoke.

And he, having no standing, couldn’t protect Yubao Square or the Gu Family.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi felt very sad. That great young master, whom he had never met, was already over sixty.

He must have a house full of children and grandchildren.

But why can’t he be found?

At this thought, Zhang Yi’s expression hardened. Normally, he wouldn’t consider this, but at the critical moment of Elder Gu’s life and death, Zhang Yi suddenly wondered whether the Second Lady, living on North Mountain, really allowed Elder Patriarch to seek out the First Lady and the great young master without interference?

What had she done here?

Zhang Yi’s thoughts roiled within him, yet his face remained expressionless.

The corner of his eye suddenly caught Gu Cheng’s two sons exchanging a glance and smirking at each other before nonchalantly looking away.

Zhang Yi inwardly cursed these ingrates, basking in everything the Gu Family provided yet always hoping for the Old Patriarch’s death.

And then they would take over the Old Patriarch’s estate.

Once Zhang Yi had brought this up, but after being warned by the Old Patriarch, he never mentioned it again.

Later, he realized that the Old Patriarch and Gu Cheng shared more than fifty years of a father-son relationship; indeed, he had spoken out of turn.

Yet, seeing Gu Cheng’s indistinguishable expression of grief, he only felt a wave of despondency and helplessness.

If only the Old Master could turn danger into safety and escape this calamity.

By evening, Gu Qiaoqiao finally woke up, stretched lazily, feeling reinvigorated as if reborn.

As she stretched, she noticed her stomach grumbling with hunger and saw it was already seven in the evening.

She quickly got up, washed her face, and walked out of her room.

Grandma Qin had already abandoned her walking stick and was sitting on the couch chatting with Qin Yize.

Qin Yize looked somewhat exhausted, a rare sight as he usually brimmed with vitality.

Despite that, he patiently conversed with Grandma.

Gu Qiaoqiao noticed that in this family, Qin Yize was closest to Grandma, then Xiao Yu, and finally Mr. and Mother Qin.

When Grandma Qin saw Qiaoqiao come out, she promptly said, “We’ve already finished eating, just you and Ah Ze left, you can eat together.”

Gu Qiaoqiao nodded and was headed to the kitchen when Qin Xiaoyu cheerfully came out with two plates, “Big brother, sister-in-law, come eat.”

The way she called them was so smooth that Gu Qiaoqiao was left speechless.

Xiaoyu was bold, Bai Yun was thick-skinned; no wonder they got along so well.

However, Gu Qiaoqiao wouldn’t spoil the mood; returning this time, her wish was to leave the Gu Family happily and honorably.

Not like in her previous life, like a house dog stripped of its home.

Gu Qiaoqiao looked at Xiao Yu, “Thank you, Xiao Yu.”

She herself didn’t expect to be able to speak so calmly with Qin Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu stood close to her, admiringly looking at Gu Qiaoqiao, “You’re so skilled. Right, when you got back you went to sleep, and I didn’t get to ask if you sold the Eighteen Arhats?”

Qin Xuan also followed up with a question.

He clearly cared a lot.

Gu Qiaoqiao knew that Qin Xuan wasn’t concerned about the money but about the value of the pendant.

A pendant he valued, if it didn’t fetch a corresponding price, would certainly make him feel slighted, likely stirring up indignant feelings in him.

Thus, Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, “I got nearly one hundred yuan more than what you mentioned.”

“That’s good, that’s good.”

“Sister-in-law, you’re amazing!”

Qin Xuan smiled and adjusted his glasses, “It looks like Yubao Square knows quality.”

“I didn’t sell it to Yubao Square, I sold it to someone else. Today I don’t know what got into Boss Zhang, he didn’t even dare to look. He just told me he wouldn’t buy my items anymore.”

Qin Xuan’s mouth dropped open, staring blankly at Gu Qiaoqiao, “Did he really say that?”

Gu Qiaoqiao nodded indifferently, “Even if he wants to buy in the future, I wouldn’t sell to him, that untrustworthy scoundrel.”

Qin Xuan’s gaze flickered, he made eye contact with his mother, but didn’t know how to respond.

Usually silent, Qin Yize suddenly spoke, “If you’re looking for a reliable place, I can take you there later.”

Gu Qiaoqiao was taken aback and fixed her gaze on Qin Yize. After a few moments, she shook her head, “No need, I’ve been too tired lately. I can’t carve anymore, my hands are unsteady, and the work wouldn’t look good.”