He stared intently at Mrs. Bao and asked, "Where did this child come from?"
Mrs. Bao’s complexion turned unnatural: "How would I know where she got the child from! Mingyuan, consider the possibility that the child might be the offspring of some commoner. How could such a child be worthy of our Ziqi?"
Bao Mingyuan fell silent.
He indeed cared about this issue.
But he also pitied Su Ruanruan and, after weighing his options, he said: "I’ll talk to Ziqi about it. After all, the family doesn’t intent to engage Ziqi with her, you shouldn’t worry too much."
Mrs. Bao couldn’t believe that her husband was still biased towards Su Ruanruan, and this made her quite upset.
She thought to herself: She was no longer young, and Mingyuan’s eyes had fallen on a young girl.
Could it be that Mingyuan... had feelings for Ruanruan?
As husband and wife, Bao Mingyuan could guess her thoughts instantly, "What are you thinking about?"
Qi Meiyu gathered her shawl, feeling even more distressed: "You know very well what I’m thinking." Having said that, she walked toward the hall...
Bao Mingyuan stubbed out his cigarette butt and followed her out.
He didn’t notice that not far away, two people were standing.
Mrs. Gu and her personal secretary.
Mrs. Gu had heard everything Bao Mingyuan and Qi Meiyu were discussing; after the couple left, she turned to the person beside her and said: "Were they saying that Ruanruan is not biologically related to the Su Family?"
The person hadn’t thought it through deeply and just sighed: "Yes, it doesn’t sound like Mrs. Bao made it up."
Mrs. Gu still seemed dazed, then started to murmur: "18 years old, and adopted too."
She grabbed her personal secretary’s hand so tightly that it was agonizingly painful: "Madam, you’re overthinking it again."
Over the years, whenever there was a mention of an 18-year-old adopted child, the lady always had to investigate if it was hers, and after so many times, she no longer smiled about it.
The secretary could not bear to see her disappointed again.
Hearing her say this, Mrs. Gu choked up: "Indeed, how could it be such a coincidence!"
But she was inevitably disturbed and not well in spirit.
The personal secretary immediately called Gu Yuanpei, who rushed over as soon as he heard, caring deeply for his wife, "What’s the matter?"
The secretary dared not hide anything and explained the situation.
Gu Yuanpei sighed: "She’s being foolish again."
He embraced his wife, "Alright darling, let’s go home first."
Mrs. Gu collapsed in his arms, inconsolable.
Gu Yuanpei would have preferred not to alarm others, but Mrs. Gu’s condition was truly dire and could not be concealed.
Bao Mingyuan and his wife also heard from the servants and came immediately to inquire: "What’s happened?"
Gu Yuanpei hesitated to speak.
How could he possibly disclose to strangers the sorrow of losing a young daughter years ago?
Bao Mingyuan, on the other hand, made a decisive suggestion: "Why not rest in a guest room for a while and have a doctor take a look."
Gu Yuanpei declined: "It’s an old issue, we have already called a doctor to wait at home."
Bao Mingyuan, knowing it wouldn’t be appropriate to insist, prepared to personally escort them to the parking area.
Just then, Su Ruanruan entered from the hall right in front of Mrs. Gu.
Mrs. Gu’s pupils suddenly dilated, and her lips parted slightly.
Under the crystal light, Su Ruanruan’s face resembled the baby from her memories...
Mrs. Gu pointed at her, tried to speak but no words came out.
It was as if she had suffered from sudden aphasia.
Gu Yuanpei was alarmed and gently patted his wife’s cheek, calling her name tenderly.
But Mrs. Gu simply stared with eyes wide open, fixed on Su Ruanruan.
She had a thousand words, ten thousand words, she wanted to say to Su Ruanruan, but not a single word escaped her lips.