Qiao Yuxian came out of the room, carrying a gift bag in her hand.
After greeting Aunt Mei upstairs, she went out and saw Gu Yanjing in a suit in the yard.
"Want to go out?" Qiao Yuxian jumped down the steps and stood in front of Gu Yanjing.
Today she wore light-colored jeans and an apricot-colored doll collar shirt. The shirt was silk, with long sleeves, light and refreshing.
She is tall, with straight legs and slender waist. She has a princess hair style and light makeup. She has beautiful fox eyes and a crooked smile.
Advanced yet playful.
It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes away.
Gu Yanjing looked at her and noticed her earrings, which were the pair given to her by her father.
"Go home?" Gu Yanjing asked quietly.
"Yeah." Qiao Yuxian was in a good mood, "It's my dad's birthday."
Gu Yanjing glanced at the gift bag in her hand.
"I won't be back tonight." Qiao Yuxian said, "I want to stay at home for one night."
Gu Yanjing said nothing.
Qiao Yuxian looked at him, blinked for a moment. Why did she feel that the person in front of her suddenly felt colder.
At this moment, Meng Yan drove over, and Qiao Yuxian didn't think much about it.
Meng Yan got out of the car and opened the door. Gu Yanjing did not move and said to Qiao Yuxian: "Get in the car and take you to Qiao's house first."
Qiao Yuxian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, I called a car and I'll be there in a moment."
Gu Yanjing didn't say anything else, got in the car and left first.
After he left, the car Qiao Yuxian ordered also arrived.
Not long after sitting in the car, Qiao Yuxian looked at the retreating street scene, slowly tightened her grip on the gift bag, and suddenly felt a little nervous in her heart.
Her impression of her father was mostly from when she was three or four years old.
At that time, the Qiao family was still in Yuecheng, and her father was not so busy at work.
She waits for her father to get off work every day, waits for him to hug her, and waits for him to come back with gifts.
But since her father came to Kyoto for development, they rarely saw each other.
At first, he would go back, bring her gifts, and stay with her for a day or two.
Later, his work became more and more busy and he had less and less time to go back. Qiao Yuxian's impression of him became more and more vague, and sometimes she even felt strange when seeing him.
The distance between them is also getting farther and farther.
This situation lasted for more than ten years. The Qiao family finally established a firm position in Kyoto.
And the news that the father had a daughter also spread back to Yuecheng.
Later, his father married Qiao Lechu's mother, and not long after, they had another child.
Qiao Yuxian didn't react much to all this. The only thing that made her feel was that her father finally got rid of her as a dragster and started his own family.
Some thoughts will be so deep-rooted that she will subconsciously feel that she is an outsider and will never feel a sense of belonging to that family and will always feel strange.
The car stopped in front of Qiao's villa. Qiao Yuxian got out of the car and stood outside for a while before entering the villa.
While changing her shoes at the entrance, she heard the sounds of play inside.
Entering the living room, she saw Qiao Lechu pressing Qiao Zhiang on the sofa and scratching his itchy flesh. Qiao Zhiang had no power to fight back and could only scream.
Qiao Zhiang is her half-brother, who is only seven years old.
The two siblings were having a lot of fun until they noticed her and they stopped.
Qiao Lechu immediately stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and smiled obediently at her: "Sister."
Qiao Zhiang also sat up and looked at her, and then ran towards her. He stopped suddenly in front of her, looked up at her, and shouted: "Sister."
Qiao Yuxian pressed the top of his hair: "Yes."
Chen Hui heard the sound and came out from the kitchen carrying a fruit plate and wearing an apron. When she saw Qiao Yuxian, she smiled and said, "Yuxian is back."
"Auntie." Qiao Yuxian called her politely.
Chen Hui is the mother of Qiao Lechu and Qiao Zhiang. She used to be the treasurer of her father's company, but now she has almost completely returned to the family.
The person is very gentle and virtuous.
Chen Hui responded with a smile: "You sit down first and eat some fruit. Your dad and Shu Ning are talking about something in the study and they should be out in a while."
"Okay. Thank you, auntie."
Chen Hui put down the fruit and entered the kitchen again.
Qiao Yuxian led Qiao Zhiang to the sofa. Just as he was about to put down the gift, the door to the study room upstairs was opened.
She looked up and saw Qiao Shuning coming out.
The two people's eyes met, and Qiao Shuning raised her lips proudly, with a sinister smile: "Qiao Yuxian, my second uncle asked you to come to the study."
Qiao Lechu noticed something was wrong and looked at Qiao Yuxian.
Qiao Yuxian looked calm, ignored Qiao Shuning, and went upstairs with the gift.
study
Qiao Yu was sitting at the desk, wearing a gray vest, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed eyes.
Today is his fiftieth birthday.
But he looked to be in his early forties.
He has always maintained a good figure, looks handsome, and has the mature charm of a man of this age.
Qiao Yuxian's eyebrows and eyes looked very similar to him, but Qiao Yuxian had the charm and gentleness of a daughter.
There was toughness and sharpness hidden in Qiao Yu's brows and eyes.
Qiao Yuxian entered the study, ignoring the stiff atmosphere in the air, walked to the desk, put down the gift, and said, "Happy birthday, Dad."
Because he was on a business trip to bring him a birthday gift, Qiao Yuxian happily went back to chat with Gu Yanjing.
But when facing Qiao Yu directly, she is well-behaved, honest, steady, and polite but not close to family members.
Her psychiatrist friend told her that her joy in her father's care came from her impression of her father when she was a child.
The father now is different from the father before.
Now my father has been a stranger for more than ten years and has his own complete family.
So when she really faced her father, she felt distant in her heart.
Under Qiao Yu's right hand was a stack of photos folded back.
He didn't look up at Qiao Yuxian, his eyes fell on the gift.
Qiao Yuxian saw him looking and took out the gift.
Open the pear wood box, and inside is a piece of ink stick.
There is a pattern of two dragons playing with a pearl on the grinding strip.
It's Longxiang Royal Ink. It's an ancient piece of ink that dates back more than two hundred years.
Qiao Yu liked to write in her spare time. Qiao Yuxian asked someone to find a collector and bought it at a high price after a lot of effort.
At present, apart from the piece she inquired about, there is another piece that is known to be preserved in a museum.
Qiao Yuxian put it in front of him.
Qiao Yu didn't touch it, just looked at it.
He has studied these things quite a bit, and he can naturally tell whether they are true or false.
He looked at the ink strips, his hands on the table were shaking a little, and emotions surged in his eyes.
After a while, he asked: "Where did it come from?
Qiao Yuxian glanced at him and felt something was wrong, but she still answered obediently: "I asked a friend to buy it for me."
Qiao Yu finally raised his eyes to look at her, a stern expression flashing through his lenses.
Qiao Yuxian clenched her lowered hands and looked at him calmly.
Her father had never shown such a look to her.
"Yuxian, the school has suspended classes for you, right?" Qiao Yu's tone was obviously suppressing her anger.
Qiao Yuxian frowned slightly, paused and said, "How do you know?"
Qiao Yu took a deep breath, turned over the pile of photos under her hand, and pushed it in front of her.
Qiao Yuxian picked it up and looked at it.
They are all screenshots of content on the forum.
There are photos of her and Meng Yan, Shang Chen and Jiang Shouzhuo, as well as various comments and screenshots of posts. They are all scolding her and using all kinds of unpleasant words.
She has seen almost all of these things.
The only thing I haven't seen is a post saying that she was suspended from classes. The comment on the screenshot was someone who called the Foreign Language School to confirm that she was indeed suspended.
As soon as this post came out, the chaos in her private life seemed to be confirmed.
Qiao Yuxian read these photos one by one, then put them down and looked at Qiao Yu.
Her expression was still well-behaved, but there was something brewing in her eyes.
"Aren't you going to explain something?" Qiao Yu said.
"Explain what?" Qiao Yuxian asked.
Qiao Yu's pupils trembled hard, she clenched her hands, her expression was tense, and her words were squeezed out from between clenched teeth: "So... have you admitted these things?"
"So, do you believe the things on the post?" Qiao Yuxian asked again.
"I don't want to believe it at all. But your school has suspended you. I've already called and asked." Qiao Yu couldn't hold back her anger, "What do you want me to think?"