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"Li, what is this?"
Shen Qingyou took the purple wool skirt handed to her by Li, surprised and confused as the tag was still attached.
"Grandfather just bought it for you; it's your Christmas gift!"
While speaking, Li took out scissors from the drawer and cut off the tag from the clothing. "Sister Shen, hurry up and change! The old master and madam will be back soon!"
The old master and madam? Qing Cang's parents?
Wait, what is going on? Are we meeting the parents now? Did something go wrong in this process?
Shen Qingyou stood dazed in front of the mirror, holding the expensive skirt. Could it be that this Cinderella really had to put on glass slippers and attend the prince's ball?
She pinched her thigh lightly with her hand; it hurt a bit. This wasn't a dream, but why did she feel so clouded?
"Li, is there a back door?"
"Huh?" Li, who was busy taking out boots from the shoebox, looked up in surprise, staring blankly at Shen Qingyou. "Sister Shen, what did you just ask?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
Shen Qingyou turned her head to look at herself in the mirror and sighed softly.
"Why are you sighing?"
Qing Cang's voice came from the doorway. She looked up to see him with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning against the doorframe, pointing at the window. "There is no back door, but you can choose to jump out of this window. However, I can't guarantee whether you'll end up paralyzed or with a concussion!"
His face wore a mischievous smile as he fixed his gaze on Shen Qingyou.
"When did you arrive?"
Upon being caught off guard, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Shen Qingyou's face. Qing Cang relaxed his arms and walked toward Shen Qingyou with steady steps. Under his focused gaze, Shen Qingyou felt a sudden tightening in her heart.
"I didn't come too early; I just happened to hear you asking Li if there was a backdoor!"
With a sly grin, Qing Cang took the woolen skirt from her hands and draped it over her, gesturing as he examined it. "Hmm, Grandpa's taste is indeed quite good!"
"Cang, I—"
"Shh, don't speak!"
Qing Cang placed his finger on her slightly parted lips, signaling her to remain silent. "Serene, at this moment, do you still not understand my heart?"
He placed her palm on his chest, allowing her to feel his pounding heartbeat. Shen Qingyou sensed the vibrant life within him, and this exuberant vitality seemed to infect her as well. She felt her own heart beating strongly in sync with his, and what kind of feeling was this?
Was it passionate excitement? An unstoppable momentum?
An eagerness to break free from the last remnants of darkness beneath the soil and bask in the brilliant sunlight?
Was happiness merely one step away?
"Serene, please don't hesitate any longer."
Qing Cang suddenly released Shen Qingyou's hand, knelt down, and took out a ring from his pocket. It had no diamonds, no gemstones; it was just an ordinary silver ring. However, Shen Qingyou felt tears welling up in her eyes.
He understood her heart; he truly understood her heart...
The happiness she longed for was not about how much wealth the other person had, nor was it about how tall or handsome he was, and certainly not about how young and accomplished he was. She only hoped that there would be someone by her side during her lonely and confused moments, gently saying, "Don't worry, I'm here!"
Tears flowed steadily as Shen Qingyou looked at the man before her. In his determined gaze, she nodded. Then she saw Qing Cang excitedly like a child, quickly opening the door and standing on the second-floor corridor, shouting down, "Grandpa, she said yes! She said yes!"
Before Qingbo Nation could respond, Qing Cang spun back into the room like a whirlwind and embraced Shen Qingyou, spinning her around three times. “Serene, put it on! Hurry up and put it on!”
For a lifetime, Shen Qingyou's happiness was firmly locked in this silver ring. Qing Cang held her tightly in his arms. In the silent room, Shen Qingyou felt her frantic heart gradually calming down. The hands that held hers felt like pure happiness...
Qing Cang gently patted Shen Qingyou's back: “Serene, I must tell you, once you put it on, you can never take it off again!”
The sincere promise of love made Shen Qingyou see the sunlight flickering; warm love embraced her! Feeling Qing Cang's gentle touch, even though life had once given her endless pain and torment, she still felt that her life was filled with more happiness. At this moment, all the suffering she had experienced had softened in Qing Cang's tender embrace.
Looking at herself in the mirror again, the purple dress outlined her slender and tall figure, adding an air of elegance to this Cinderella.
“Madam, you are back!”
Shen Qingyou suddenly trembled, looking at Qing Cang with fear in her eyes as she opened her palms. Qing Cang tightly grasped her hand: “I'm here; what are you afraid of? If worse comes to worst, I’ll elope with you!”
Suddenly, he tilted his head and looked at Shen Qingyou: “If I elope with you, you wouldn’t just abandon me, would you?”
“Pfft!”
Seeing him looking worried and scared, Shen Qingyou suddenly laughed. The tension in her body eased a lot because of that laugh...
“Dad, did you know that the Guodong family is coming over?”
Li Jiuyue looked at the table full of delicious dishes, somewhat surprised, and then she saw Shen Qingyou slowly walking down the stairs with Qing Cang. Her expression instantly froze.
Shen Qingyou's gaze landed on a middle-aged man standing at the door. Judging by Shen Qingyou's estimation, he should be around 1.7 meters tall, but standing next to the taller Qingbo Nation, he appeared not very tall. Beneath his thick eyebrows were sharp eyes that held a fierce glint, making it hard to look directly into them. His chiseled face and expressionless muscles made it impossible to gauge his emotions. He wore a dark gray casual suit that exuded a kind of handsomeness not befitting his age. Behind him was a beautiful woman with flowing Korean-style curls and fair skin; even when she smiled, the wrinkles did not detract from her beauty. Her delicate almond-shaped eyes were accentuated with eyeliner, and her professional attire hugged her curvaceous figure.
“Qing Cang, who are they?”
Shen Qingyou leaned closer to Qing Cang and whispered. Before she could get an answer, a voice from the doorway made her hair stand on end. She recognized that familiar scent and immediately entered a state of high alert, ready for battle at any moment.
“Dad, Mom, why aren’t you coming in?”
Qing Han Qing looked blankly at his parents standing at the door, then followed their gaze to see Shen Qingyou standing on the stairs with Qing Cang. Suddenly, a fire ignited in his heart.
“Elder brother, sister-in-law, what are you dawdling for? It’s so cold outside; hurry up and come in!”
After a moment of standoff, a smile returned to Li Jiuyue's face as she warmly welcomed Qing Guodong and his family standing at the door. The atmosphere in the room warmed up again.
Qing Guodong's gaze inadvertently drifted over Shen Qingyou, and the fleeting exchange of glances between them gave him a sense of déjà vu.
“Uncle, Auntie, let me introduce you; this is Shen Qingyou, Serene. These two are my uncle and aunt!”
“Hello, Uncle! Hello, Auntie!”
In such an environment, Shen Qingyou felt like a child in kindergarten. Apart from saying "Hello, teacher" and "Goodbye, teacher," she couldn't utter anything else. Watching them chat animatedly on the sofa, she suddenly felt that she and they were not living in the same world, so she could only remain silent.
"Your name is Serene?"
Qing Guodong looked at Shen Qingyou with a smile. "How old are you this year?"
"Uncle, how could you be so bold as to ask a girl her age?"
At this, Qing Cang's expression suddenly stiffened. "You little brat, are you trying to pick a fight with your uncle?"
"Uncle, it's because the girl I had my eye on last time, Meiping, was taken by you, which made me lose an opportunity to flatter Grandpa!"
"You think I don't know your thoughts? Just treat me like a nouveau riche, huh? If it weren't for the Charity Fundraising, where all the money goes to Hope School, would you dare to challenge your uncle? You just want me to cough up more money!"
Qing Guodong affectionately glanced at Qing Cang. He had watched this kid grow up and knew his thoughts well! Qing Cang chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head. "Uncle, I thank you on behalf of those kids!"
"Qianhan, go get the box from the entrance!"
Sitting nearby with a dark expression, Qing Han Qing stood up from the sofa. As she passed by Shen Qingyou, she shot her a fierce glare. Shen Qingyou naturally glared back without hesitation. She knew that in front of Qingbo Nation, no one dared to act recklessly, so everyone present, including Li Jiuyue, carefully maintained an appearance of calm.
Holding the box, as Qing Han Qing turned back and passed by Shen Qingyou again, an evil thought suddenly crossed her mind. Looking at Shen Qingyou's foot sticking out, a sinister smile flashed across her lips.
"Bang!"
Qing Han Qing fell down, landing on the ground. The box in her hand was thrown out and hit the floor with a crisp sound. Upon hearing that sound, Qing Guodong's face suddenly turned pale.
"Qianhan, why are you being so careless?"
"Dad, it's not me, it's not me! How was I supposed to know she suddenly stretched her leg out!"
Qing Han Qing, who had clumsily gotten up from the ground, looked at Qing Guodong with great grievance, repeatedly emphasizing that this matter had nothing to do with her.
"Qing Han Qing, you?"
Shen Qingyou stood up in anger, looking at Qing Han Qing: "Qing Han Qing, it's clearly your fault! Why are you framing me?"
Qingbo Nation, sitting in the center of the sofa, also had a rather unpleasant expression. Qing Guodong cautiously picked up the box from the ground and placed it on the table. When he opened it and saw what was inside, Qing Cang's expression also darkened. It was that Song Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain Meiping, a piece that Qing Guodong had purchased for thirteen million eight hundred thousand at an auction.
"What do you mean I'm framing you? Do you think I would spend thirteen million eight hundred thousand just to frame you? Do you think I'm out of my mind?"
What? Thirteen million eight hundred thousand?
When Shen Qingyou heard that string of numbers come out of Qing Han Qing's mouth, she was stunned. Her gaze shifted to Qing Cang, and upon seeing him nod slightly, she felt as if her world had collapsed!
How could there be such a fool in the world who would joke about spending thirteen million eight hundred thousand? This time, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to clear her name.
"Got nothing to say now? Dad, make her pay!"
Make her pay? With her current salary, it would take her two hundred years to save that amount. Two hundred years? Does she even have that long to live?
"Qianhan, stop messing around and sit down!"
Qing Guodong could not hide the pain in his heart as he carefully collected the shattered pieces of the Meiping. "Dad, next time, I will get you an even better one!"
Qingbo Nation remained silent, and everyone present could see that he was deeply hurt.
The mindset of a Treasure Keeper is such that they are not primarily concerned with the intrinsic value of the collection itself, but rather with its rich historical significance and the fact that it is a unique, one-of-a-kind limited edition in this world.
"Grandpa, I—"
Shen Qingyou wanted to explain something, but Qingbo Nation waved his hand, signaling her to stop. The atmosphere seemed to freeze. Qing Han Qing looked smugly at Shen Qing, thinking, can she compete with her? Does she have the capital for that?
Li Jiuyue and Qin Li, who had just walked out of the kitchen, exchanged glances at the heavy expressions of those in the living room. They approached and Li Jiuyue quietly asked, "Dad, what happened?"
"Auntie, it's her! She deliberately tripped me and broke the Meiping that my dad gave to Grandpa!"
Qing Cang shot a fierce glare at Qing Han Qing. The expressions on Li Jiuyue and Qin Liyun changed dramatically. Li Jiuyue looked angrily at Shen Qingyou, asking in a strange tone, "Sister Shen, do you know the value of that Meiping?"
Seeing her imposing demeanor, a cold smile suddenly appeared on Shen Qingyou's lips. These "well-meaning" people were not truly concerned about the value of the Meiping. Instead, because of this Meiping, they could harshly ridicule her and even push her into an abyss from which she could never return.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry..."
Shen Qingyou lowered her head. She truly felt sorry for Qingbo Nation. She could see the pain in his eyes; the significance of this Meiping must mean a lot to him. The conflict between her and Qing Han Qing should not come at the cost of hurting this elderly man's heart...
"Stop pretending to be pitiful; you should think of a way to compensate!"
"Qianhan, shut up!"
Qing Guodong harshly reprimanded her, while Qingbo Nation remained silent, only staring with wide eyes, scanning the faces of everyone present. Then he stood up and slowly said, "Let's eat!"
"Grandfather," Qing Han Qing wanted to speak again, but was once more fiercely glared at by Qing Guodong. In this family, no one could defy this Ancestor.
Qing Cang held Shen Qingyou's hand, signaling her not to be afraid. Shen Qingyou forced a bitter smile. What was she afraid of? Afraid that she couldn't afford the thirteen million eight hundred thousand? Or was she afraid that she might never be able to step through the gates of the Qing Family?
"Is Guocang still not coming back for dinner?"
Sitting at the head of the long white marble dining table, Qing Bo Cang glanced at the empty seat on his left. "Is the military busy lately?"
"Yes, Commander just took a special plane to Germany this morning for a military exchange meeting!"
A special plane? Germany? To Shen Qingyou, these sounded as foreign as Fang Yetan.
"Oh, that's really too bad. Today, I have an important announcement to make to everyone!"
As the head of this large family, Qingbo Nation's serious expression indicated that it must be something significant. Everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks, sat up straight, and listened attentively to what he had to say.
"I have decided to hold a wedding for Cang'er and Serene at the end of the year!"
"I disagree!"
Li Jiuyue suddenly stood up from her chair, being the first to voice her protest. "I disagree!"
"You disagree? On what basis do you disagree?"
For the first time, someone dared to directly challenge the authority of Qingbo Nation, whose fierce gaze swept over Li Jiuyue, a hint of anger surfacing on his forehead.
“Dad, what you said is strange. Just because I am Cang'er's mother, I have the right to disagree with this marriage!”
Li Jiuyue had always been quite opposed to Qingbo Nation's authoritarianism. This was not ancient times; there was freedom of speech and freedom in life. Why should everything in this family be decided by him alone? Some matters could be overlooked, but now that it concerned her son's lifelong happiness, she absolutely could not remain silent any longer.
“Little sister!”
“Jiu Yue!”
Qing Guodong and his wife both called out to the visibly angry Li Jiuyue, signaling her not to confront Qingbo Nation. However, at this moment, Li Jiuyue had completely erupted. The words spoken by Qingbo Nation had acted like a fuse, igniting the bomb within her. She had long harbored deep grievances against Qingbo Nation's authoritarian rule. Taking a few deep breaths, she said, “Dad, in this family, you decide everything without ever consulting us or considering our feelings. We tolerated it before, but now it’s the twenty-first century, not the Ming or Qing dynasties. Do we not have freedom of speech? You may control my and Cang's lives, but do you also want to control Cang'er's life? As the saying goes, each generation manages its own affairs; it’s not your place to interfere with Cang'er’s matters!”
As Li Jiuyue grew increasingly agitated, everyone present turned pale. The solemn hall fell silent after her voice ceased. Qing Guodong and the others held their breath, nervously glancing at Qingbo Nation. The tension in the air was palpable, creating an oppressive sense of fear that hovered above them like a toxic vine slowly seeping into their blood through their skin.
In such a tense and oppressive environment, Shen Qingyou felt her heart race involuntarily as she looked at Qingbo Nation. At that moment, he seemed like a giant balloon, and Li Jiuyue's words were like air being pumped into it. The balloon was getting bigger and bigger; it was likely that in the next second, it would suddenly burst with a loud bang...
Time seemed to freeze as about five minutes passed in this extremely oppressive atmosphere, testing everyone's psychological endurance. Then, contrary to expectations, the anticipated explosion did not occur. Behind Qingbo Nation's eyes filled with rage lay a subtle pain that was hard to detect. Suddenly, his lips curled into a bitter smile: “It turns out I am already outdated; in this family, my voice no longer matters!”
Standing up, Qingbo Nation looked at him with deep pain in his eyes. Without thinking, Shen Qingyou stepped forward to support him. Meanwhile, Qing Cang, filled with anger, said to Li Jiuyue: “Mom, you’ve gone too far! Even if Grandpa can’t manage certain things, it doesn’t mean you can! I have already proposed to Serene, and she has agreed! We will hold the wedding soon!”
As he spoke, Qing Cang quickly raised Serene's right hand, showcasing the dazzling silver ring on her ring finger under the light, which stung several people's eyes. Qing Han Qing also stood up excitedly from her seat: “Without the blessing of family, do you think this will be a happy marriage?”
“Qing Han Qing!”
Qing Cang shouted angrily at her: “Get out! Right now! Go back to your own home!”
"Qing Cang, what are you doing?"
A trace of anger flashed across Qin Liyun's beautiful face. Qing Han Qing was her precious daughter, whom she treated as if she would melt in her mouth or be lost if held too tightly. How could she tolerate others treating her daughter this way?
"Everyone, stop arguing!"
Shen Qingyou's voice slowly rose with a hint of helplessness. A perfectly fine family gathering had turned into this because of her. How could Qing Han Qing find happiness in a marriage without the blessing of family?
"Let's all stop arguing. We can discuss this when Guocang returns, how about that?"
Qing Guodong stood up to calm everyone down, while giving Qin Liyun a fierce glare. "Qing Cang, we will deal with this later!"
"No matter how long it takes, my heart to marry Serene will never change!"
Qing Cang firmly held Shen Qingyou's hand, looking at their intertwined fingers. Li Jiuyue stepped forward, raising her hand in anger, and then there was a sharp sound as a slap landed on Qing Cang's face: "She is a used shoe; why do you still cherish her? Are you out of your mind?"
"Impudent!"
After hearing Li Jiuyue's words, Qingbo Nation angrily struck the ground with his cane several times. "Li Jiuyue, where has your upbringing gone? Is this how someone of your status should speak?"
Shen Qingyou's face turned pale, her lips trembling uncontrollably. She had been divorced and could not give Qing Cang a complete self, but that did not mean she could be described in such degrading terms.
"Grandpa, you don't know; calling her a used shoe is still too good for her. Do you know? She is an illegitimate child, one who doesn't even know who her real parents are!"
When Qing Han Qing mockingly revealed Shen Qingyou's background to everyone present, Shen Qingyou felt as if everything was collapsing around her. She wanted to escape in embarrassment but was tightly embraced by Qing Cang: "Serene, no matter what they say, it cannot change my decision!"
"Qing Cang, let me go, please, let me go!"
Tears were streaming down her face. If it weren't for the elders present, she would have given him a good beating, but she couldn't. She couldn't disappoint that elderly person again.
"Qing Cang, let me go, let me go!"
Shen Qingyou pleaded desperately with Qing Cang, "If we are to leave, let's leave together. I never want to come back to this home again!"
Qing Cang's resolve was as firm as stone. Between them, there had been missed opportunities time and again; how many three-year spans could one have in a lifetime?
In this chaotic scene, suddenly, there was a thud from the staircase.
"Dad, Dad!"
"Grandpa, Grandpa!"
Everyone rushed to the staircase as an ambulance quickly drove into the Qing Cang mansion. Far away in Germany, Qingguo Cang and in America, Qing Guoren both received urgent calls about their father's critical condition...
At the hospital's operating room entrance, Shen Qingyou trembled like a leaf in the wind, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest, yet she still felt a bone-chilling cold. Why did this Midnight wind blow so fiercely? It felt like knives cutting against her face.
"Serene!"
Qing Cang's voice was filled with panic. In his heart, Qingbo Nation was like a party's faith; the person he respected most was Qingbo Nation, and the one he admired was also Qingbo Nation. No one could replace Qingbo Nation's position in his heart.
Qing Cang tightly embraced Shen Qingyou, trying to draw strength and warmth from her, but two cold-hearted individuals seeking warmth only made it colder.
"Does it still hurt?"
Shen Qingyou turned around and gently stroked Qing Cang's face, looking at the faint imprint of a hand on his cheek. Tears welled up in Shen Qingyou's eyes again as she cried, "Qing Cang, let's just break up. We shouldn't be together; we really don't deserve it!"
"Fool, what are you talking about? Stop overthinking. After tonight, everything will be fine!"
Qing Cang repeatedly called her a fool, breaking Shen Qingyou's heart. She didn't know if she was truly being foolish. Clearly aware that thorns lay ahead, clearly knowing the path would be fraught with difficulties, she still pressed on without hesitation. If it only hurt herself, it would be one thing, but now their so-called love had involved others and caused harm to others. Even so, should they continue down this path?
Her pride had been ruthlessly slapped in the face today. The words "slut" and "bastard" had obliterated all her self-respect, like a thunderclap reminding her that the love she chose to experience was a torrential flood with no hope of life. She had already crumbled into a marionette hanging by a thread.
The morning glow tore away the last remnants of darkness in the city. The blinding light made it hard for Shen Qingyou to open her eyes. The bright sun after the first snow illuminated the glaring white earth, reflecting a dizzying light.
"They're coming out, they're coming out..."
Upon hearing voices at the surgery room door, Shen Qingyou rushed forward before Qing Cang could react. "Dr. Qiao, how is it?"
Seeing him shake his head helplessly shattered Shen Qingyou's heart completely.
"The old man's condition is very critical. Whether he can pull through this depends on the next twenty-four hours!"
Before he could finish speaking, Qing Cang had already slammed his fist against the wall. Standing beside him, Shen Qingyou saw the tear streaks that traced his cheeks.
...
Today, Li Luo woke up early and went to the door several times to check. She muttered to herself that the newspaper delivery person still hadn't arrived. Could it be because this place was remote that they were running late?
Taking out her phone, she called her assistant who lived in the city. The voice on the other end was thick with sleep.
"Mei, quickly help me check today's entertainment section headline in the newspaper. Who is it?"
She could hear the slow sounds of her assistant getting out of bed, opening the door, and unfolding the newspaper, then lazily reading, "Lulu hits the nightclub, dancing closely with a hunk!"
"Huh? Am I not in there?"
Hearing the sound of pages turning, "No!"
After confirming that she indeed wasn't mentioned, Li Luo hung up. There had been such a huge commotion in the downtown area yesterday; how could this news not be in the paper?
Looking at her phone screen, it was six o'clock. According to Shen Qingyou's routine, she should be awake by now. When would she finally call?
Li Luo placed her phone in a prominent spot and made breakfast. After finishing everything, she checked her phone again; it was seven o'clock. Why hadn't Shen Qingyou called yet?
Unable to hold back any longer, Li Luo dialed Shen Qingyou's number. Once connected, she immediately said, "Shen Qingyou, you untrustworthy woman! Didn't you say you'd call me today? Why are you only calling now?"
...
There was no response on the other end. Checking her phone, it was indeed Shen Qingyou's number!
"Hello? Don't think that staying silent will let you escape the seriousness of this issue. You've always been reliable before! What excuse do you have this time for standing me up?"
"Li Luo!"
A faint sound, barely a breath, slowly reached Li Luo's ears from the other end of the phone. His expression of anger instantly transformed into concern. "Shen Qingyou, what happened? Why do you sound so weak?"
"Li Luo!"
Shen Qingyou called out Li Luo's name again. Standing at the end of the corridor, the warm sunlight shone upon her, yet she felt no warmth at all.
Looking at the tightly closed door, she realized she had been shut out. Qing Cang's father and uncle had rushed back from abroad. What was her place in this? She was the culprit behind this accident, so she could only quietly wait here for their summons, waiting to see who would write her sorrow that flowed against the current...
"Li Luo!"
She felt like a drifting leaf on this ocean of heartbreak. "Qing Cang, at this moment, how are you facing everyone's accusations? And how much pain has my existence brought you?"
"Shen Qingyou, where are you now?"
"What did you say?"
Li Luo shouted anxiously on the phone. "I'm at Military District General Hospital!"
"Wait for me; I'll be there soon!"
Why did she need to tell Li Luo where she was?
Shen Qingyou smiled bitterly, looking at the still tightly closed door. Heartbroken, Qing Cang, why is it that I don't even have the chance to fight alongside you?
Alone outside, she felt lost and fearful, as if shadows were following her. This helpless drifting leaf desperately wanted to grasp onto something that could pull her ashore. In her heart, she kept calling out Qing Cang's name. At this moment, could he hear her?
About half an hour later, the anxious figure of Li Luo appeared at the end of the corridor. Upon seeing Shen Qingyou leaning on the railing, his expression changed instantly as he rushed over and hugged her tightly. "Shen Qingyou, don't think about doing anything foolish!"
"Doing anything foolish?" Shen Qingyou turned her head in confusion, looking at Li Luo with a dazed expression. "What are you talking about?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
Li Luo looked at the absent-minded Shen Qingyou, his brows furrowed tightly. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here waiting for Qing Cang!"
"Qing Cang? What happened to Qing Cang?"
"Qing Cang is over there!"
Shen Qingyou pointed towards the direction of the hospital room.
"Over there? Then go inside and find him!"
"No, no!"
Grabbing Li Luo's arm, Shen Qingyou shook her head vigorously, repeatedly saying "no." Li Luo was confused; wasn't everything fine just yesterday? How did it turn into this early in the morning?
"Li Luo, take me away, take me away..."
Shen Qingyou suddenly pleaded with Li Luo. Although he didn't know what had happened, seeing Shen Qingyou's pained expression made Li Luo realize that something serious must have occurred. He hesitated for a few seconds and then, without any hesitation, took Shen Qingyou and walked out of the hospital building...
Shen Qingyou followed Li Luo. In this love that was not blessed by many, she did not know whether her choice to escape was that of a traitor or a form of liberation. In her heart, she had never thought of becoming a dream of a goose, but even if the ugly duckling drowned in the pond, it was certainly not the kind of hasty escape she was making today...
In the heavy-duty monitoring room, the three parents of the Qing Family sat solemnly on the sofa. After listening to Qing Guodong's brief account, Qingguo Cang delivered a sharp slap to Li Jiuyue's fair face. He was a soldier, with the unique decisiveness of a military man, and his forceful hand left Li Jiuyue completely stunned, tears welling up as she looked at Qingguo Cang.
"Second brother, don't get so angry. This matter can't all be blamed on second sister-in-law; our old Commander has indeed been quite authoritarian!"
The speaker was Qing Guoren, the third son of the Qing Family. He wore frameless black glasses that accentuated his extraordinary features, giving him an air of scholarly charm. Dressed in beige casual attire, he exuded a unique charisma typical of middle-aged men. Having lived in the United States for a long time, his thoughts and behaviors were relatively open-minded. He had experienced the authoritarianism of Qingbo Nation firsthand. As the youngest son in the family, he had enjoyed more favoritism than Qing Guodong and Qingguo Cang. Therefore, he had been somewhat rebellious; when he failed to get into college, he went to learn hairdressing instead of repeating his studies. In a fit of anger, Qingbo Nation even broke one of his legs while taking him to school and picking him up afterward. At first, he was very upset about it, but later he felt ashamed and worked hard to succeed, eventually getting into the Foreign Language Department at Tsinghua University. Although his leg still aches whenever it rains or winds blow, that pain seems to remind him that if it weren't for Qingbo Nation's harshness back then, he wouldn't be who he is today.
"Qing Cang, come here!"
Qingcang Nation called out to Qing Cang, who stood dumbfounded by the glass window staring intently at something. Turning around, he looked at his father: "Dad, you don't need to say anything; I am definitely going to marry that woman!"
"Cang'er!"
Li Jiuyue called out Qing Cang's name with deep sorrow. As a mother, she naturally hoped her son would be happy, but what would that woman bring him? Endless humiliation? Divorce? Miscarriage? An abandoned illegitimate child? When these unbearable words fell upon their family, what face would their entire clan have left?
"Mom, even grandpa can bless us; why can't you? Serene is such a good woman; why can't you see her goodness?"
"Your grandfather has become senile!"
"Mom, even if it has come to this point, are you still going to be stubborn?" Qing Cang cast his gaze at Qingguo Cang: "Dad, just give me a straightforward answer today!"
"Qing Cang, let's not discuss this topic today."
"Uncle, no! We can't avoid this issue; we will have to face it sooner or later. Today, I need you all to give me an answer!"
Why does Qingbo Nation favor Qing Cang the most? Because Qing Cang is just like him when he was young—serious, stubborn, and strong-willed. Once he sets his mind on something, he will not give up until he achieves his goal...
"Cang, I haven't seen a girl as good as you described. Why don't you let her come in so I can meet her?"
Qing Guoren has a relatively open-minded perspective. His thoughts are simple: as long as the other person is kind-hearted and of good character, what do the past matters count for?
"Although I can't make decisions for your parents, I can always offer some advice for everyone to consider!"
Qing Cang looked at Qing Guoren gratefully and then quickly ran out.
"Guoren, why are you meddling in this?"
"Second brother, the more you push this young man, the more rebellious he becomes. This matter requires a transition period; there's no need to rush it," Qing Guoren's eyes glimmered with cunning like that of a fox.
"Serene, Serene..."
Standing in the corridor, Qing Cang anxiously searched for Shen Qingyou's figure, but in this desolate hallway, where could her shadow be?
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