Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Qiao was wondering if she should go out and take a look when another figure appeared in her vision. When she looked over, she saw that it was Song
Qiao Qiao suddenly sat up straight and stared intently at Song Yun. Song Yun walked to the car door and then bent down to get into the car at Jingchengs signal. Jingcheng closed the car door and went to sit in the front passenger seat.
The car quickly disappeared from Qiao Qiaoâs sight.
Qiao Qiao retracted her dry gaze and continued to eat the mousse. As a result, the more she ate, the more tasteless it became. She wondered if someone had secretly changed the mousse cake for her when she was looking outside just now.
After thinking about it, she took out her phone and dialed Shao Jingmoâs number. Only then did she feel the sweetness of the mousse cake.
It rang a few times.
Shao Jingmo picked it up.
Qiao Qiao said first, âLittle Uncle, I heard from Secretary Dou that you went to Long City on a business trip?â Her voice was steady, not much different from usual.
Shao Jingmo replied, âYes.â
Qiao Qiaoâs tone became much lighter. âAre you back? If youâre not back yet, bring me a wax-stained shawl.â
One of the specialties of Long City was wax dye. Because Long City was close to Xingzhou, she had gone there several times in the past and even bought two wax-dyed shawls. That was why she suddenly mentioned this on the phone.
It was fine if Shao Jingmo said that he had returned to Xingzhou. If he said he wasnât back yet and promised to help buy it, even if he ended up with a waxed shawl, it would probably be bought in Xingzhou.
Shao Jingmo did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked, âYou only want one?â
Qiao Qiao said, âYes, one is enough.â
Shao Jingmo said, âIâll buy you two.â
Qiao Qiao pursed her lips and asked tentatively, âAre you coming back to Xingzhou?â
Shao Jingmo said, âYes, Iâm preparing to go back. Itâs just right to buy it now.â
Upon hearing this, Qiaoâs expression immediately changed and she found a fake excuse. âLittle Uncle, Iâll hang up first. Secretary Dou said that there was an error in the data I checked. Iâll check again.â
She looked anxious, then hung up in a hurry.
She put away her cell phone and looked at the table. There was still a lot of mousse left. She had not touched the chocolate lava at all, and she had only taken a sip of the Strawberry Frappuccino. However, she did not want to eat or drink it now, so she left it all here.
She returned to her office to continue working. At five in the afternoon, she left the company early and took a taxi home.
Seeing that she had come back alone, Mother Qiao and Father Qiao were very worried. Qiao Qiao said indifferently, âl canât always rely on him. I have to rely on my luck. If Iâm unlucky, thereâs nothing 1 can do. Itâs my bad luck to meet the Bai family.â
She finished indifferently and went to sit on the sofa. She bent her knees and hugged her legs as she turned on the television.
Mother Qiao came over to ask about the situation, but Qiao Qiao replied listlessly, âMom, nothing happened. Iâm just a little tired because itâs been too long since Iâve had such a formal job.â
Mother Qiao said, âA little tired? Why do I feel that youâre like those young ladies in television dramas who have fallen out of love?â
Qiao Qiao: â
Buzz buzz buzz.
The phone rang.
Qiao Qiao didnât look at who was calling, nor did she have any intention of answering. She displayed her temper to the fullest, and no one knew why she was like this. This feeling was actually quite good. She didnât want everyone to know what she was thinking, so she had to hide it in her heart and not tell anyone.
âQiao Guigui, the phone, the phone!â Mother Qiao reminded her. Qiao Qiao didnât move. Mother Qiao picked up her phone. âItâs Jingmo. Arenât you answering?â
Qiao Qiao said. âAnswer it.â
Mother Qiao hesitated for a moment before picking up Shao Jingmoâs call to Qiao Qiao. âHello, Jingmo.â
Shao Jingmo could tell that it wasnât Qiao Qiaoâs voice on the phone, and he could also tell that it was Mother Qiaoâs voice. He didnât change the way he addressed Jiang Lin and Qiao Ruzhang, but it wasnât appropriate to call them by their names directly, so he called out, âMrs. Qiao.â
Jiang Lin replied, âItâs me.â
Shao Jingmo asked, âWhereâs Guigui?â
Jiang Lin turned to look at Qiao Qiao and replied, âShe just got home and is watching television.â
In order to smooth things over, Jiang Lin specially added, âSheâs been watching a non-nutritious soap opera recently. Sheâs so engrossed that she canât hear the phone. Look, I answered it for her.â
The call went quiet for more than ten seconds. Until Shao Jingmo said, âOkay, I understand. Iâm on my way back. Iâll hang up first.â
âAye, okay.â Jiang Lin finished the call and handed the phone to Qiao Qiao. âHere, your phone.â
Qiao Qiao said, âMom, put the phone there.â
Jiang Lin sighed softly, then silently placed the phone on the coffee table in front of Qiao Qiao before leaving.
Ten minutes later, Shao Jingmo returned home. He was carrying a bag. No one else could see what was in it.
At this moment, it was not time to eat. When he saw Qiao Qiao sitting on the sofa watching television, he carried the bag over. âMrs. Qiao said that you were watching a soap opera and were very engrossed in it. So itâs cats and mice.â
Qiao Qiao corrected him. âTom and Jerry.â
Shao Jingmo replied with a nod. He was not in a hurry to ask her why she went home first without informing him in advance. Instead, he handed her the bag in his hand. âYou specially called to ask for the wax-dyed shawl. I bought you two.â
Qiao Qiao turned to look at the bag Shao Jingmo had handed her. After a moment of silence, she reached out to take it. âThank you, Little Uncle. 1 found it quite troublesome after calling you. Little Uncle, thank you.â
Shao Jingmo looked at her cold eyes and did not know why she was in a bad mood. He replied, âAs long as you like it.â
âActually, I donât like it that much.â She tugged at the corners of her lips and tilted her head back to tell him, âItâs just that I suddenly wanted a new one on a whim, but when I remembered that I already had one, I didnât like it so much.â
Shao Jingmo frowned and walked closer to ask, âQiao Guigui, whatâs wrong?â
Qiao Qiao grinned and shrugged indifferently. âNothings wrong with me. I might be a little willful. Little Uncle, Iâm very sorry, but this is my personality.
I canât change it. Iâm always willful. Also, donât be so good to me in the future. I wonât cherish your kindness. Instead, Iâll cause you trouble..â