The next morning, he drove her back to school.
From dining to getting in the car, she never uttered a word to him, as quiet as the air.
When the car stopped, Qiao Mo left without looking back, not even saying goodbye.
Watching her figure quickly disappear from sight, a trace of disappointnt flickered in Fu Nancheng’s eyes.
Qiao Mo walked back to the dormitory, where Yu Qianxun asked with concern, "Xiao Mo, where did you go yesterday? You didn’t take your phone, and I couldn’t find you. I was so worried."
Qiao Mo smiled slightly, "Sothing ca up yesterday, so I didn’t co back. Sorry to make you worry."
Yu Qianxun sighed lightly and asked again, "Is it related to Uncle Qiao?"
"Hmm..." Qiao Mo didn’t want to explain further and simply responded.
Yu Qianxun glanced at Qiao Mo, hesitated for a mont, and asked again, "Is there any progress in the case? Or any new evidence?"
"No, it’s just my dad’s not feeling well in prison."
Qiao Mo casually found an excuse.
Yu Qianxun nodded and after expressing so concern, stopped asking.
"Qianxun, is your dress ready?" Qiao Mo asked Yu Qianxun again.
"Yes, I’ll put it on and show you."
Yu Qianxun nodded, took out a light yellow short dress, and put it on.
Qiao Mo earnestly gave her feedback. It must be said, the light yellow dress complented her skin tone well. Qianxun’s petite figure, with bangs, made the short dress look particularly cute on her.
Standing in front of Qiao Mo, Yu Qianxun shyly asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"
"Of course it does! Especially beautiful. At the welco dinner, you’ll definitely captivate a lot of guys." Qiao Mo lightly teased her.
Hearing this, Yu Qianxun was slightly stunned, lost in thought.
"Qianxun? What’s wrong?"
"Oh... it’s nothing..." Qianxun looked up and smiled at Qiao Mo, but said nothing.
At 5 p.m., the sester opening banquet began as scheduled.
Qiao Mo had initially entered with Qianxun, but with the crowd, they soon got separated.
The venue was large enough to accommodate all graduate students. The entire banquet was ticulously arranged in a European style, with elegant piano music, luxurious crystal chandeliers, and champagne towers. The dazzling lights made the venue, spread across three floors, vibrant and colorful.
Standing in place, Qiao Mo picked up a glass of champagne from a waiter’s tray, took a light sip, and looked around, searching for Qianxun.
The blue and white gemstone on her finger glowed brightly under the lights, casting a hard-to-ignore radiance.
Not far from Qiao Mo, a group of won, led by Yu Xiaoqin, surrounded Shen Tingting, their voices laced with envy and flattery.
"Tingting, your ring is so beautiful, it must be incredibly valuable," a woman in a light green dress said, as the gazes of the others fell on the ring on Shen Tingting’s finger.
On Shen Tingting’s right middle finger was also a ring, with a pear-shaped sapphire and diamond set side by side. If Qiao Mo had been there, she would have noticed that the ring on Shen Tingting’s hand was the sa as hers.
"Tingting’s things are naturally valuable, how else could they match her worth?" Yu Xiaoqin chid in, sounding proud, as if the ring were on her finger, not Shen Tingting’s.
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