Chapter 1289: 1289 is full of longing Chapter 1289: 1289 is full of longing She repeatedly promised not to look for Qinghe, and only then did her father let her out.
Qingyue had told her that the dicine hall would open tomorrow and soone would be sent to Wushan Village today to fetch Qinghe, who she expected would arrive at the town’s Xiao Mansion by noon.
She deliberately ntioned wanting to sit for a while at the Xiao Mansion, but her true intention was to catch a glimpse of Qinghe.
Even though she stood beside Qingyue, his eyes saw only Qingyue.
Tao ijiao’s heart felt unbearably uncomfortable.
Su Qingyue noticed as well, and greeted Xiao Qinghe with a lukewarm, “Fourth brother.”
Listening to Qingyue’s voice, elegant and lodious as the music of the heavens, Qinghe’s overwhelming yearning for her nearly spilled over.
He almost blurted out, “Wife, I miss you, truly miss you to the bone!”
In his heart, she was his only sunshine, the one and only wife Xiao Qinghe had set his heart on.
Suppressing the overflowing yearning, he tried to appear indifferent as he nodded at her, “It’s been a while since we last t, are you well?”
Her response was distant and polite, “Thanks for your concern, fourth brother, I’m doing quite well.”
Tao ijiao pretended to be unaware and asked, “Fourth young Master Xiao, when did you co to town?”
Qinghe then realized, “Miss Tao is here too.
Ɲονɡօ.сο
I’m grateful for your concern, I arrived around noon.”
“What do you an by I’m ‘also here’?” Tao ijiao smiled bitterly, “I ca over with Xiao Yue, it’s just that your eyes don’t seem to acknowledge my presence.”
Qinghe did not offer an explanation; truthfully, Tao ijiao was not in his eyes, and he found her pursuit quite annoying.
Perhaps… to Qingyue, he was also an annoyance.
Yet without Qingyue, he simply couldn’t go on living.
At this mont, he desired nothing more than to stay by her side.
Pang Niu found the situation odd on the side, “Fourth brother Xiao, don’t you like Miss Tao?
Why is she saying you don’t see her?”
Xiao Qinghe’s attitude was cold, “My affairs have nothing to do with you.”
“How can they be unrelated when I’m ready to make you my husband?” Pang Niu demanded defiantly, hands on her hips, “I’ll ddle all I like, you tell whether you like Tao ijiao or you like !”
“I like neither.” His tone was cold and dismissive.
Pang Niu wouldn’t have it, “Then who do you like?”
Seeing that she was beyond reason, Qinghe turned the wheels of his wheelchair and headed toward the Xiao Mansion.
“Hey… don’t go!” Pang Niu wanted to follow him, but her mother, Auntie Pang, stopped her, “Girl, let it be.
Xiao Qinghe has high standards; even a beautiful woman like Miss Tao doesn’t catch his eye, so give up on that thought.”
“But…” Pang Niu gazed at the retreating back of Qinghe in his wheelchair, almost drooling.
“No buts,” Auntie Pang, who had been there and done that, reassured her, “Later, Mom will find you an even handsor man.
Our stead buns are delicious, and with all the guests coming and going, how can we not pick out a handso one?
Xiao Qinghe doesn’t appreciate you, it’s his loss for not knowing the goods.”
“Exactly,” Pang Niu slapped her own buttocks, “My behind is so big, they say it’s perfect for bearing sons!”
The onlookers around them laughed.
“Pang Niu, it so happens I have no sons, just four daughters my wife gave ,” a man in his forties said, “How about you marry and give a son?
I won’t mind your looks anymore…”
“Scram, scram, scram!” Pang Niu shouted, “I’m so pretty, and you dare say I’m ugly, asking for trouble!”
“Alright, alright, you’re pretty, but are you going to marry or not?”
“Sister here is an eighteen-year-old flower, and you’re an older man than my own father, no need to talk, I won’t marry you!”
“So don’t,” the middle-aged man said with a laugh, “With your ‘pretty’ looks, I’m afraid I wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on you, let alone have a son from you.”
Reviews
All reviews (0)