Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Qiao chose to escape not because she was unwilling to face it, but because she felt so guilty that she couldnât face Shao Jingmoâs feelings for her. All of those seemed ordinary, but every piece was so heavy that she couldnât afford it.
Jingcheng chased after her and stopped her. âMiss, wait.â Qiao Qiao stopped, but she didnât turn around. Jingcheng looked at Qiao Qiaoâs back and said, âIâm sorry that what I said just now caused some trouble for you, Miss, but other than that, I have to say that Third Masterâs feelings for you are unwavering.â
Qiao Qiao was silent for a long time. She slowly turned around, but her face was full of sarcasm. âWhat a nice thing to say. Then why didnât he say it to my face?â
Jingchengs jaw tightened.
Qiao Qiaoâs lips curled into a playful smile. âYou know that saying these words will cause me trouble, but you still insist on taking up my time. Itâs so boring to say these meaningless words.â
With that, the teasing smile on her lips disappeared and turned into a cold expression.
In the end, Jingcheng didnât say anything else and turned to go in.
Before five oâclock, Shao Jingmoâs personal belongings were all moved out of the Qiao residence by the workers Jingcheng had arranged. Among these personal items, other than a few clothes and the paintings in the bedroom cubicle, he did not take anything else.
Qiao Qiao stood alone in the garden and watched the car leave quietly. She didnât look away even when the door slowly closed.
Mother Qiao walked over silently and placed the shawl on Qiao Qiaoâs shoulder. âItâs almost dinner. Go in.â
Qiao Qiao didnât say anything. She lifted the shawl off her body and turned to go in. Mother Qiao didnât have time to reach out and catch it. The shawl fell to the ground. âGuigui!â Mother Qiao bent down and picked up the shawl, looking unhappy.
However, Qiao Qiao reacted like a child in the rebellious stage. Without saying anything, she turned around and left. Mother Qiao was a little angry. âIâm just spoiling you too much.â
At the dining table.
Qiao Qiao ate in silence. The atmosphere was very quiet, except for the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the porcelain bowl. Halfway through the meal, Old Master Qiao finally couldnât help but say, âThis mushroom chicken fir soup tonight is alright.â
Father Qiao immediately added, âItâs very delicious.â
Old Master Qiao took the opportunity to ask, âWhat do you think, Guigui?â Qiao Qiao didnât answer and continued eating.
âGuigui, you canât continue like this.â It was Mother Qiao who spoke. Her expression was not very good. âPeople have to look forward. You canât stay where you are forever. You have to face a brand new life in the future. Why do you have to look like youâre on the verge of death? Whatâs the point?â
Parentsâ patience was always limited. Besides, Qiao Qiao always looked like
she was about to die. She ignored everyone who spoke to her and was completely immersed in her own world. She wouldnât listen to anyone.
Taking advantage of the fact that they were at the dining table, Mother Qiao couldnât help but say all the words she had been holding in.
It seemed to have some effect.
Qiao Qiao put down her chopsticks and looked at Mother Qiao. She asked in an extremely calm tone, âIf you donât want to see me like this, tell me, who caused me to look like this? I even hate myself.â
In a moment of anger, Mother Qiao slammed her chopsticks on the dining table.
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Father Qiao was shocked. Old Master Qiaoâs expression was solemn. Only Qiao Qiao didnât blink. She was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
Mother Qiao rarely lost her temper at Qiao Qiao, let alone shouted at her. Most of the time, it was easy to negotiate. But today, Mother Qiao really couldnât control her temper. âDo you think weâre the ones who caused the current situation?â
Qiao Qiao didnât say anything. She just looked at Mother Qiao quietly.
âHow can a heartless person be worthy of you pouring your heart out to him? Heâs not worthy at all.â Mother Qiaoâs tone was domineering. After saying that, seeing that her daughterâs expression did not change, she softened her tone, âFate canât be forced. Since youâve come this far, it means that your fate has ended. You should plan your future life well.â
Father Qiao echoed, âThatâs right. Look, youâve been depressed all day.â
Only Old Master Qiao did not speak.
Mother Qiao thought that after she said this, there was a high chance that she would anger Qiao Qiao even more. With her unpredictable personality, Mother Qiao wouldnât be surprised if she shouted at her in the next second.
But to Mother Qiaoâs surprise, Qiao Qiao nodded obediently and replied gently, âIâll adjust my mood as soon as possible.â
This reaction was completely unexpected. She turned to look at Father Qiao, who also looked confused..