Chapter 223 - 223 223 The Pretentious Old Woman

Chapter 223: Chapter 223 The Pretentious Old Woman Chapter 223: Chapter 223 The Pretentious Old Woman Moreover, after a night passed, they were supposed to discuss and study together, but nobody would believe that.

Gu Qiaoqiao decisively refused, “I don’t have time, sorry, I’m hanging up the phone.”

Saying this, Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t wait for a response and expertly hung up the phone.

On the other end, Alina, hearing the beeping sound from the receiver, furiously slammed the phone down on the table.

It had not been easy to get through to the Qin Family’s phone, and fortunately, it was Gu Qiaoqiao herself who had answered, but she was bluntly rejected.

Ungrateful creature.

If it weren’t for Xino taking an interest in her and wanting to recruit her into the club, she wouldn’t bother with her at all.

Not taking revenge on her was already her mercy.

Alina frowned deeply, Xino’s orders had to be followed.

She alone knew how terrifying a man he was.

And the mysterious Xino Family behind him, even more so, possessed unknown power and influence.

Everything she had today was granted by Xino.

Without these, she couldn’t bear to imagine how difficult it would be for her, her mother, and her brother to survive in the Gu Family.

She couldn’t return to her past life, that ignoble existence, surviving on just Grandma Yu’s scant pity.

She thought, maybe she should personally go to the Qin Family herself.

After Gu Qiaoqiao hung up the phone, she slung her bag over her shoulder and left the house.

She wanted to see what the Jade Carving Workshop was really like.

When she arrived at the hospital, the bodyguards at the corridor entrance, seeing it was her, promptly let her through.

Gu Qiaoqiao pushed open the doors of the ward.

Gu Qingfeng, seeing it was Gu Qiaoqiao, immediately softened his expression and beckoned Gu Qiaoqiao to sit next to him.

Gu Qiaoqiao gave the old man a look, not bad, his complexion was even better than a few days ago.

It seemed he could be discharged from the hospital in another week.

By that time, she would have been away from Border City for over twenty days, it was time to go back and see how Grandma Yu was doing.

For the moment, Ning Wanru seemed completely unaware of Grandma Yu’s existence.

So, relatively speaking, Grandma Yu was safe.

She gave the Old Patriarch a slight smile, “Your complexion has improved a lot, I don’t think it will take a week for you to be up and walking.”

“Hmm,” Gu Qingfeng nodded his head, smiling kindly, “I hope your words come true, I too want to leave this hospital bed soon.”

Gu Qiaoqiao curved the corners of her mouth, thinking, if you don’t take better care of yourself, it might not be easy to leave this hospital bed.

That’s what she thought, but Gu Qiaoqiao couldn’t say it out loud. She spoke up, “Old Patriarch, I want to visit the Jade Carving Workshop today, could Uncle Gu leave for a while?”

“Sure, no problem.” Gu Qingfeng seemed to have anticipated Gu Qiaoqiao’s purpose and said to Uncle Gu, “Go now and take Qiaoqiao to the Jade Carving Workshop.”

“Okay.” Uncle Gu agreed enthusiastically.

Yet Gu Qiaoqiao was still a bit worried and asked, “Old Patriarch, will you be alright here by yourself?”

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand nonchalantly, hinting, “Don’t worry, there won’t be a third incident.”

As Uncle Gu and Gu Qiaoqiao were about to leave, Gu Qingfeng remembered something he heard in the morning and asked Gu Qiaoqiao, “Qiaoqiao, wait a moment, I have a question for you.”

“What is it?” Gu Qiaoqiao stopped.

“Yesterday afternoon, you won a Jade Flute at the shooting range, right?”

“Yes, it’s said to be the treasure of Yubao Square, it was almost stolen by your granddaughter Gu Yajing. What about it, do you want it back too?”

Gu Qiaoqiao asked half-seriously, half-jokingly.

Gu Qingfeng choked and then glared at Gu Qiaoqiao unhappily, “What, do you see me, Old Man Gu, as someone who can’t accept defeat?”

Gu Qiaoqiao smiled, “Of course not, I was just joking. Please don’t take it seriously.”

“What did the Jade Flute look like?” Gu Qingfeng asked in a milder tone.

Gu Qiaoqiao described the appearance of the Jade Flute.

After she finished, Gu Qingfeng and Uncle Gu exchanged a look.

Indeed, it was the same Jade Flute that had gone missing over twenty years ago, the one carved by Gu Kun when he was a child. It had originally been kept in his study but then disappeared.

Then, coincidentally, the movement got in the way, and the matter was postponed.

And then it was never found again.

But to think, it actually ended up in the hands of the illegitimate daughter from Gu Cheng.

Without saying it, it must have been stolen by Gu Cheng.

Gu Qingfeng’s expression darkened, he waved his hand, signaling Uncle Gu to quickly take Gu Qiaoqiao to the Jade Carving Workshop.

Meanwhile, he turned his head toward the window, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Steal?

How shameful that word is.

Haven’t he given Gu Cheng enough already? After Kunkun left, he had even given Gu Cheng the paternal love that belonged to Kunkun.

Yet he hadn’t raised a filial son, but a thief, a thief with ambitions as high as the skies!

They say mutton can’t cling to dog’s meat, non-blood is just not the same, and at this moment, Gu Qingfeng was filled with immense regret.

Uncle Gu led Gu Qiaoqiao towards the end of the corridor.

The corridor was very quiet, only occupied by the doctors and nurses arranged by Uncle Gu

And just as they walked out of the corridor, Gu Qiaoqiao saw Ning Wanru again.

Dressed in a plain cheongsam, draped with a white silk shawl. If one did not know her age, nobody would believe she was a woman in her seventies.

She looked to be just over fifty at most.

Graceful and luxurious, clearly raised in wealth.

A cold sneer bubbled up in Gu Qiaoqiao’s heart, what a great Gu Qingfeng.

His own family scattered, yet he let this mother and son and her family enjoy the luxury and glory of the Gu Family.

Gu Qiaoqiao pursed her red lips tightly, hiding the unusual color in her eyes, and just looked at Ning Wanru with a faint gaze.

Uncle Gu frowned unhappily.

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed Ning Anru on the opposite side exclaim in surprise, staring wide-eyed, seemingly in disbelief at Gu Qiaoqiao. After a moment, she tremblingly took out a pair of glasses from her arm’s bag.

With trembling hands, she put them on and pointed at Gu Qiaoqiao, murmuring shakily, “Sister Yu, are you Sister Yu?”

She’s really good at acting.

Gu Qiaoqiao sneered inside, yet looked puzzled at the old woman making a show on the other side.

Uncle Gu frowned.

What was the Second Lady selling in her gourd?

Still, he spoke up, “Second Lady, the Old Patriarch is unwell and does not want to see you; please go back.”

Ning Wanru seemed to only then notice Uncle Gu, and realizing her own lapse, rubbed her eyes and sighed, “I’m old, my eyesight is failing too. How could Sister Yu be so young?”

Then, without waiting for Uncle Gu, she stared eagerly at Gu Qiaoqiao and asked, “Child, what is your surname?”

Gu Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, “Coincidentally, it’s the same as Old Patriarch Gu’s.”

“How coincidental?” Ning Wanru was extremely surprised, frowning as if pondering something, but then suddenly spoke again, “Look at me, I’ve been so obsessed with Sister Yu that I even thought this child looked like a descendant of Sister Yu, how could that be possible…”