"Grandma, long ti no see." Qiao Xiaren stepped forward and gave her a firm hug. The old Mrs. Qiao had a contented smile on her face and patted her on the back, "My Ranran must have had a hard ti, rest well at ho."
"Mm."
Qiao Xiaren straightened up and saw that a sumptuous breakfast had just been served on the dining table. It was recently normal for her brother to stay for a while at the master’s place so his absence wasn’t sothing out of the ordinary.
But it seed a bit abnormal for grandfather, great-uncle, and Nie Lin to be missing at this ti.
"Grandma, where are Grandpa and the others?"
"Your Grandpa?" Mrs. Qiao uttered a sound of realization, "Early this morning, your grandpa was called over by old Mr. Si to have morning tea. It seems soone is quite rushed. But it’s also understandable, after all, the young man from the Si Family is 27 or 28 this year, isn’t he? Those of the sa age are probably fathers by now. The old man from the Si Family is so anxious that he can only start with an infiltration strategy, hoping to influence your grandpa."
"In his dreams!" Yeqian proudly chid in from the side, "Does our family’s old man look like soone easy to talk to? Forget it, even if they get past the old man, there’s still and Grandma!"
"You," Mrs. Qiao reached out and tapped his forehead, laughing rrily.
At this mont, soone seed to feel malice coming from the whole world.
Of course, the old lady was thinking that in the end, it’s up to her own granddaughter’s wishes.
In the past, as the four great family conglorates of the Capital, they would engage with military and political figures. Usually, only people with real ability dare to deal with these individuals; a slight carelessness could invite disaster.
This ti, because of Xiaren, their relationship with the Si Family had deepened a step further, and it was uncertain whether this was a good or a bad thing.
Dostic politics were quite stable, but should anyone with malicious intentions arise, a new round of catastrophe might occur. These aspects were all considered by the elder Mr. Qiao.
This visit to the Si Family was also an opportunity to understand the thoughts of the Si family’s patriarch.
Especially Si Limo’s father, Si Shen.
In this day and age, the relationship with the military is indeed enigmatic, and he absolutely does not want his granddaughter’s love with Si Limo to end up as a victim of these circumstances.
"Miss."
Uncle Wu suddenly entered at this mont, seemingly holding a package in his hands; he looked directly at Qiao Xiaren: "Miss, your package was just placed in the mailbox at the front door; I’ve brought it for you."
A package? What package?
Yeqian was also curious, hopping over in a few strides: "Sis, it seems to be sent from M Country, could it be a gift? Who still uses packages to send gifts these days?"
Thinking it over, Lin Wenbin and Su Yeliu were the most likely candidates.
Qiao Xiaren looked at the green package, stepped forward to take it, and without intending to open it in front of everyone, handed it to a servant: "Take this upstairs for , thank you."
"Yes, Miss."
"Co over and have breakfast, I specifically asked the chef to prepare a very light al. Your stomach might not adjust right away after coming back from M Country."
"Okay."
"Ranran, rest assured, as long as the Qiao Family is here, as long as the four great families are here, you and Xiaoqian can go about your business without worry, we will clear all obstacles for you."
After all, their prestige and wealth, accumulated over thousands of years since the warring states period, were already unshakable.
"Grandma, rest assured, whoever dares to ss with the Qiao Family, I won’t let them get away with it either." Qiao Xiaren tore a piece of fresh bread, chewing slowly, her eyes filled with a cold determination.
Whoever aims at the Qiao Family will only et their death against her gun!
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