Chapter 92: 92, Kind of Weird (one update)_1 Chapter 92: 92, Kind of Weird (one update)_1 “I’m not in a position to order that girl around.” The smile faded from Old Master An’s face, he sighed deeply, “I am content just knowing that she agreed to live here.”
The Old Master Quan was surprised and, after some thought, decided to voice his confusion, “Uncle An, ideally, this is a domestic affair of the An family, and I should not interfere, but what exactly happened back then?”
Upon bringing up the past, Old Master An fell silent. After a moment, he finally said, “I don’t want to dwell on the complexity of what happened back then. Fate played its hand, and I bear an inescapable responsibility for it.”
“Uncle An, about that girl Jian Qing…” Thinking of the day Jian Qing showed up at the banquet, Old Master Quan recalled that she returned harboring resentment towards the An family. Perhaps the An family owed her much, but he had witnessed firsthand how Old Master An genuinely cherished her. He didn’t want their relationship to deteriorate further.
Old Master An understood what he was trying to say, raised his hand to interrupt him, and said, “I understand what you mean. Maybe she hates the An family, maybe even me. But everything has already happened. All I can do now is try my best to make amends. I dare not ask for more.”
Old Master Quan looked at him and sighed, shaking his head.
“Speaking of which, I heard from Aqiu that your Jingwu publicly confessed his love. Which young lady has caught his eye?” Old Master An changed the topic, asking with great interest.
The fact that Jingwu could even have romantic feelings was surprising, making him anxious about Jingwu’s intentions towards Jian Qing.
Meeting his curious gaze, Old Master Quan fell silent, “Well, about that…”
“What’s wrong, you can’t say it?” Old Master An’s eyes widened in mock anger, “Do you take our friendship for granted?”
Old Master Quan felt a headache coming on. Just as he was worrying about how to respond, Qiubo came in with the tea set, “Let’s talk about this later. Come, have some tea first.”
After saying that, Old Master Quan hurriedly started fiddling with the tea set, avoiding Old Master An’s gaze.
Watching him, Old Master An raised his white eyebrows, feeling that something was off.
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“Mum, I heard that Old Master Quan is here. Is it true?” An Yu came down from upstairs, her eyes clearly filled with excitement.
Zhao Xuan knew well her daughter’s feelings and smiled softly, “You are so eager, what if Old Master Quan sees you and gets a bad impression?”
In her view, her daughter was no worse than ladies from other aristocratic families. If she doesn’t marry Jingwu, Yimo and Mingxuan from the Quan family are good options. If An Yu could win the favor of Old Master Quan, her chances would be even greater.
Upon hearing this, An Yu quickly adjusted her hair and dress, then looked around, “Mum, where’s Old Master Quan? The servants said he is here, didn’t they?”
Zhao Xuan drew her to sit down and pointed upstairs, “In your great grandfather’s study.”
“Did Old Master Quan come alone?” asked An Yu.
Zhao Xuan nodded, then asked about her work, “How come you and Xiangxiang have so much free time recently? You’ve been here for the past two days?”
As if stung, An Yu’s expression changed slightly, “I don’t know why, but for the past two days, almost half of our announcements and resources have been drastically reduced. Even our agent couldn’t find out why.”
“What?” Zhao Xuan’s face darkened, “What are those agents doing? It’s clear someone is playing tricks.”
An Yu’s heart tightened, “Mom, are you saying that someone is deliberately targeting us?”
“Your contracts are with Han Yue’s company. The Han family and our An family have some connections, and Han Yue would never suddenly do this without a reason. Someone must have influenced him.” Zhao Xuan’s eyes clouded, her voice laced with anger.
An Yu suddenly realized, “It must be her, it must be Jian Qing.”
Zhao Xuan held her hand, signaling her to lower her voice, “How could Jian Qing possibly know Han Yue? Besides, even if she did, where would she get the power to make Han Yue follow her orders?”