Chapter 338: Chapter 338: ng Siqi’s Associations Chapter 338: Chapter 338: ng Siqi’s Associations He Juanjuan shouldn’t have used those little tricks either, for she didn’t want her daughter to be the laughing stock.
At that mont, Old Lady He’s excited voice was heard from the entrance, “Xiu Yu, Jade, both of you are here, and Rongrong too, co, let Grandma give you a kiss…”
ng Siqi and He Juanjuan exchanged glances before quickly stepping out of the room.
Then ng Siqi saw Qiao Qingyu.
Despite it being winter, despite Qiao Qingyu wearing the currently fashionable beige puffy jacket that obscured her waist, her legs were straight, and she stood there in a pair of white sheepskin boots, graceful and poised.
Her brows curved, her eyes moist, her fair skin was like a peeled egg.
Her flushed lips involuntarily tilted upwards.
A standard lon-seed face.
ng Siqi had seen many girls, but she had to admit, Qiao Qingyu, standing there, was truly beautiful.
She was the kind of person you couldn’t help but stare at just by her standing there.
ng Siqi couldn’t think of more adjectives, yet she rembered how people used to talk about how pretty Liu Ge, her forr daughter-in-law, was. Now, compared to Qiao Qingyu, Liu Ge was far behind.
Especially those eyes, clear as lakes in the Heavenly Mountains.
ng Siqi clenched her fists tightly; she began to develop a headache, finding the Qiao Qingyu before her a bit dazzling.
She had never seen Han Xianglan, no, she should now say Wu Qianyun.
People said they didn’t quite resemble each other, but there was a five-point similarity.
ng Siqi forced herself not to think about Wu Qianyun.
If she were to say or do sothing now, it wouldn’t only embarrass the He Family, but it would also make the respected Mr. Wu, whom even she respected, look down on her.
Yet, ng Siqi couldn’t help imagining Wu Qianyun as a young girl, wondering if she was like Qiao Qingyu.
She even imagined what kind of emotions He Shan had when he visited the Qiao Family Team to see Wu Qianyun.
ng Siqi stood motionless in the living room.
The room suddenly quieted down. Qiao Qingyu looked at ng Siqi — they had never t or communicated before, but she had long heard of her, and remarkably, she looked almost as ng Siqi had imagined, well-maintained, and because of He Shan’s status, she lived a rather privileged life.
However, her gaze made Qiao Qingyu sowhat uncomfortable.
He Xiuyu imdiately broke the awkward silence, “Mom, we’re back.”
Although He Xuerong was quite unhappy, she sensed that it was her ti to make an impact.
The little girl’s eyes shifted before she began respectfully addressing everyone, including her least favorite aunt, in a soft, sweet voice, “Great-grandpa, great-grandma, grandpa, grandma…”
Old Lady He, delighted, took He Xuerong’s hand and then reached for Qiao Qingyu, lovingly saying, “There are many dishes cooked in the kitchen, so many delicious things we’ve been reluctant to eat; your parents have been waiting for you.”
Finally, ng Siqi snapped back to reality, her mouth twitching into a gentle smile.
As an elder, as her son’s mother, her son’s gaze was intensely fixed on her.
Her son hadn’t looked at her like this for many years.
Moreover, eerily, everyone in the room was looking at her.
ng Siqi took a deep breath. It didn’t matter who stood behind Qiao Qingyu, the current Qiao Qingyu was, in every aspect, a perfect match for her son.
Especially in temperant.
Just by seeing how much He Xuerong was attached to her, one could tell how this girl, not yet twenty, treated He Xuerong.
For that alone, this was a girl worthy of praise and a thumbs up.
Now, even if she had to lie through her teeth, ng Siqi couldn’t find a fault with Qiao Qingyu.
ng Siqi stepped forward with a smile, and Qiao Qingyu’s eyes watched her clearly and directly.
There was no sycophancy, no unease.
But there was also no provocation or contempt.
Just like that, her gaze was calm and warm.
Such a gaze had no aggression, making it exceptionally comforting.
However, ng Siqi knew deep down that if she remained the sa as before, the girl would turn and walk away without a second thought—and it wouldn’t be a tentative departure, but one without any dragging of feet.
All these emotions flickered by in a flash. ng Siqi smiled, her voice tender. “Qingyu, you…”
Unfortunately, the words that were to follow remained unsaid. Suddenly, a bout of dizziness struck, and her vision darkened as she fell toward the floor.
He Shan, who was closest to her because he had been worried all along—despite having coordinated well beforehand, he still feared that ng Siqi would embarrass everyone, making this long-awaited eting awkward.
So he had been keeping an eye on ng Siqi and naturally surged forward in one quick step, catching ng Siqi in his arms.
The room fell silent in an instant, and the next second, He Xiuyu rushed forward.
He Shan was about to shake ng Siqi, his voice urgent, “Old ng, Old ng, what’s wrong with you? Wake up…”
Qiao Qingyu wondered if it was a heart attack or sothing like a stroke. In such a case, one should neither shake the victim nor move them carelessly.
“Don’t move her, don’t shake her…” Qiao Qingyu cautioned sharply from the side.
He Xuerong was frightened and imdiately reached out to grasp Qiao Qingyu’s hand.
While Qiao Qingyu quickly placed her hand on Rongrong’s shoulder. How could this be, suddenly fainting like this—could it be that she, Qiao Qingyu, has a conflict with the He family?
Indeed, it seed like last ti too, but she hadn’t co then. Yet because of her, ng Siqi ended up in the hospital. If it’s the sa this ti, Qiao Qingyu might well beco notorious in this family courtyard.
Quickly regaining calm, He Shan and He Xiuyu carefully placed ng Siqi on the sofa.
Normally, He Juanjuan would have pointed at Qiao Qingyu and cursed her out, but today, unexpectedly, she remained silent, examining Qiao Qingyu from head to toe, and sotis her gaze even fell on He Xuerong, probably thinking that the clothes they wore must have been bought from abroad.
Then, spacing out a bit, He Juanjuan heard He Shan shout loudly, “Stop daydreaming, go next door and get Aunt Sun.”
Next door’s Aunt Sun was the chief physician at the hospital, specializing in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases—a very impressive figure.
Snap out of it, He Juanjuan hurried next door on a quick trot and brought Aunt Sun, who was cooking at the ti.
After a thorough examination, Dr. Sun said, “It’s nothing serious, maybe she hasn’t been resting well these past few days?”
Her heart rate and blood pressure were normal, and there were no signs of a stroke.
He Shan nodded, “Indeed, she hasn’t been resting well these past few months, but it’s been much better recently.”
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