Chapter 1042: Chapter 1043: Donât You Have a Clue? Chapter 1042: Chapter 1043: Donât You Have a Clue? She didnât have so many thoughts, she was just being protective! If she had to protect Xinian, she would be the type to fight back at the slightest grievance he suffered!
Although Xinian wasnât here right now, and although he hadnât let her see the grievances he had suffered, Chiang Xiao was a clever child!
As soon as she saw Duan Qingqing, she could definitely tell!
She should claim some interest for Xinian in advance.
That would be right!
If the granddaughter-in-law he brought back was thinking about pleasing Meng Chaojun and Duan Qingqing, then he would really be mad!
Moreover, to people like Duan Qingqing, one should really be unreasonable, otherwise, she really couldnât surpass her anger!
âDad!â Meng Chaojunâs face turned ashen.
Duan Qingqing gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, and when he looked over, she shook her head pitifully, signaling him not to argue with Old Meng.
âChaojun, itâs okay, I donât mind,â she said quietly.
Although she said she didnât mind, her whole demeanor radiated a sense of deep grievance and pitifulness.
Chiang Xiao slightly smiled and said, âItâs fine, I can also not mind, although I only made a phone call and was almost interrogated about my ancestors and even implied to be uneducated in return.â
She had sharp hearing, and Duan Qingqing was merely trying to gain Meng Chaojunâs sympathy, but she had not intended for them to hear, not expecting Chiang Xiao to catch her words. Instantly, her face turned shades of green and white, embarrassed and humiliated.
Chiang Xiaoâs words were indeed a direct slap on her face.
Duan Qingqing had never encountered such a straightforward and brutal person before. She had always been in environments with either genuinely genteel and well-mannered people or those who prided themselves on their status, who wouldnât embarrass someone on the spot and understood the degrees of social interactions, knowing to leave leeway and bear some reservations.
Yet this young girl didnât care about all that, being so straightforward and brutal in slapping her face!
Did she really not worry about creating obstacles for her, preventing her from marrying into the Meng Family?
Moreover, was she not afraid of Xinianâs disgust for such a woman?
In Duan Qingqingâs view, Chiang Xiao was truly outrageous!
Besides, Meng Chaojun was right there! Meng Donghai was right here! Was she not afraid that her actions would provoke their aversion?
Meng Chaojun was Xinianâs biological father!
She really didnât worry at all!
How could Chiang Xiao worry.
What kind of person she was, Xinian was already very clear about; those who should like or dislike were probably already decided. Moreover, didnât Duan Qingqing know in her heart how much Xinian hated her?
Old Meng didnât know that when he wasnât around, Duan Qingqing would take the phone call meant for him and do such things; he angrily said, âIf someone said they were looking for me, why did you interrogate where they came from? What, in this house, do I, Meng Donghai, have to be watched over by you, Duan Qingqing?â
Duan Qingqingâs face turned white, âDad, thatâs not what I meant. I just heard her calling you âgrandpaâ and was worried about who it might be, so I asked a few more questionsâŠâ
âDo you think Iâm senile or my brain eaten by dogs? Would I tell just anyone my home phone number? Besides, what business is it of yours what someone calls me?â
Meng Chaojun felt his head throbbing.
His head had been hurting all day, and he wasnât feeling well, plus he had been irritated by some colleagues with differing political views. After returning home, he couldnât even eat and just sat there, staring blankly until Old Meng and the others walked in.