"Brother, I want to ask, have I become a roadblock for your Zhu family?"
Zhu Yucheng's hand holding the phone was slightly tense.
His voice was smooth and steady, with a full smile: "I'm sorry Yun Qiao, I'm really busy these days. Even if dad is not free, I should go see you. You misunderstood, really."
He can act, and so can Yun Qiao.
"It doesn't matter." She said, "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's just let it go. I'll treat you to a meal. Is your brother free tomorrow?"
Zhu Yucheng said he was free.
Yun Qiao also told the restaurant location and time.
The communication at her side was inconvenient, so Zhu Yucheng didn't have to call.
Zhu Yucheng hung up the phone and looked down at his hands, feeling that he was too easy to be soft-hearted now.
Yun Qiao's eyes were cold.
Although her words today were intended to be offensive, they were also suing for peace and she took the initiative to lower her body.
She didn't want to fall out with the Zhu family.
She and Uncle Qian have not destroyed the Zhu family yet, so if they want to replace them, it is best not to provoke the Zhu family. If they can live in peace, Yun Qiao doesn't mind being aggrieved.
As for the father, son and brothers of the Zhu family, they were all powerful and arrogant, but they did not take Yun Qiao seriously.
What they were afraid of was the Xi family and the Governor's Mansion.
Xi Lanting took action, so Mr. Zhu made the call half a year later.
I have to thank Uncle Qi.
After dinner, Yun Qiao went to Xi Lanting's courtyard again.
This time, he was turned away. The attendant said that Master Qi was not feeling well and did not want to be disturbed.
The next day, the weather became a little cooler.
Yun Qiao got up early to wash up and change clothes.
She wore a plain linen blouse, a moon-white long skirt, her hair pulled up high, a yellow necklace on her exposed snowy neck, and a gold curly grass-patterned hollow bracelet on her wrist.
The gold on the snow skin becomes brighter and brighter.
She finished dressing and went downstairs to have breakfast.
She was the first, Fourth Master Xi, Du Xiaoqin, and the boys had not yet gotten up, and breakfast was not ready yet. Yun Qiao picked up the morning newspaper on the table and read it.
In the morning after the rain, the sun was bright and warm, shining in through the window lattice; the wind lifted a corner of the curtains, and the lace curtain with short fringes fluttered behind Yun Qiao, lifting a corner of her skirt.
Xi Wenlan was the first to go downstairs and saw this scene from a distance, feeling depressed.
She was uncontrollably jealous.
Yun Qiao is so beautiful!
The plain top worn on her body did not hide her charm at all. Her smooth and fair skin, with half an inch exposed from the collar and cuffs, was already bright and attractive.
The old-fashioned yellow jewelry on her wrists and neck did not feel old-fashioned at all. Instead, it became the only bright color on her body. The golden light fell into her eyes, adding a bit of elegance to her.
She is like a pampered daughter of a wealthy family. Anyone who walks beside her will be overwhelmed by her aura and look as inconspicuous as a little maid.
Xi Wenlan was born in the Xi family and has been a beautiful girl since she was a child. She has never felt such a strong sense of "feeling ashamed" in front of a girl of the same age.
She stood at the stairs for a moment, and Yun Qiao turned aside and looked at her from a distance.
Xi Wenlan immediately calmed down her emotions and showed her most decent smile. Her smile was peaceful and her eyes were soft: "Yun Qiao, good morning."
"Good morning." Yun Qiao nodded to her, lowered her eyelashes, and continued reading the newspaper.
Xi Wenlan also had to wait for breakfast. After all, her parents hadn't gotten up yet. She had nothing to say, "Is there any news this morning? You should pay attention carefully."
"Qingdao disappeared a few days ago." Yun Qiao said.
Xi Wenlan: "..."
He used an excuse to declare war on Germany and occupied Qingdao. Xi Wenlan knew about this.
Her classmates were filled with indignation, and many took to the streets to protest. But Xi Wenlan felt that wouldn't it be great if the Japanese could defeat Germany?
The concession is just Qingdao.
"You can't say it's gone. It's just rented out. It will be returned in the future. Now we have to win this battle."
"What else can we win? The country is almost gone." Yun Qiao threw away the newspaper.