"Did you even look where you were going...?"
The noblewoman, who had been bumped into, stopped mid-sentence, and upon seeing who it was, was rendered speechless.
All five of them were stunned into silence upon recognizing each other—
Finally, it was Song Song who broke the silence first, she exclaid, "Qiao Yu, I can’t believe I ran into you here, are these your parents?"
"Uncle, Auntie..."
The word "hello" was stuck in her throat and wouldn’t co out!
Because Song Song recognized the woman who had spoken earlier as the one who had harsh words for her mother, Ms. Song, at the hospital that day.
Qiao Yu also didn’t expect to run into Song Song here, much less with her mother. She suddenly felt a bit afraid.
Although she had disguised herself as a journalist last ti, those with sharp eyes could see through it. Now she could only hope not to be recognized.
Song Xueqin never imagined she would encounter Qiao Yanjing in her lifeti again; he looked like he hadn’t changed at all in over twenty years—the man who made her love him to death and abandon everything.
Ha! This man seed like he had taken preservatives, clearly already in his fifties but looking only forty.
As for herself, she seed to have aged a lot over the years.
At this thought, Song Xueqin subconsciously lowered her head, her hand clutching Song Song was shaking more and more, she almost couldn’t breathe, "...Song Song, let’s go!"
"Eh! Oh..."
"Qiao Yu, I’ll go with my mom first, let’s keep in touch..."
Qiao Yu still hadn’t figured out what was going on, so she didn’t dare say anything, "Okay, let’s keep in touch."
What on earth is happening?
Her mother, Helian Sulan, always had a pampered temper. If soone accidentally bumped into her, she could make that person miserable for a whole year—
But this ti, soone bumped into her, and she was shocked speechless.
Clearly, Song Song’s mother and her mother knew each other long ago.
Right, she always felt she had seen Song Song’s mother sowhere before?
Perhaps the issue is right here...
Helian Sulan imdiately snapped back to her senses and instinctively grabbed the man beside her, "...Yan Jing, you wouldn’t?"
Qiao Yanjing patted her hand, "I made a choice over twenty years ago. That’s soone else’s woman, soone else’s child, and has nothing to do with , Qiao Yanjing. You are my wife, and my only daughter is Yu’er."
"Let’s go! It’s been a long ti since our family went out for dinner, don’t let unrelated people spoil the mood."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yu was slightly stunned, so they really were old acquaintances—
Soone else’s woman, soone else’s child?
"Dad, I know that girl. We joined a cooking competition together before, do you and Mom know her too?"
Qiao Yanjing’s expression suddenly turned cold, "I don’t know her, and you better not associate with them either, lest your mom gets upset..."
Qiao Yu frowned, "Mom, why are you upset?"
Helian Sulan didn’t want to ntion Song Xueqin in front of Qiao Yanjing because no one knew just how much he loved that woman, almost to the point of madness—
She feared that ntioning her would only trigger his longing for Song Xueqin, so she tried to avoid it as much as possible.
And all these years, she only got his body but never won his heart!
"Yu’er, don’t ask too much. Let’s go eat..."
Qiao Yu was full of doubts, but she knew now wasn’t the ti to ask—
Afterward, the three of them headed to their private room.
At this mont, Xiao Jinghuai stepped out of the private room, his gaze as deep as the ocean.
Song Xueqin actually knew Qiao Yanjing?
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