"Why do you sound just like my mom?" Ye Cheng just smiled in response to Yu Zehua’s teasing, "You don’t understand."
"Actually, I do want to know, what charm does this woman possess? Both you and my sister treat her way too well; it’s something I really don’t get," Yu Zehua truly couldn’t understand. His sister was very picky about her friends, not to mention taking someone as a sister.
"Her English seems pretty good; did she go to college?" Yu Zehua sounded like he had discovered a new continent, "I have a friend coming from abroad in a few days, can I borrow her for a bit?"
"Then how do you explain knowing she speaks English, tell her we eavesdropped on her conversation with my mom?" Ye Cheng was noncommittal.
"I can say I was there, but whether you were there or not, that depends on my mood, doesn’t it?" Yu Zehua and Ye Cheng were classmates and had always been close.
"Whether she’s been to college or not, her English is impressive; sounds like she’s studied abroad." Yu Zehua considered himself a man of the world, so as soon as he heard Xiaofeng’s accent, he knew her skills were exceptional.
"You say her English is so good; she could easily do something else, so why does she insist on doing business?" If Xiaofeng had no education or not enough schooling, then doing business made sense, of course.
"Why does your family’s youngest give up such a good job to start his own business?" Ye Cheng retorted directly.
"Haha, it seems she and our youngest are cut from the same cloth," Yu Zehua laughed loudly, "But I’ve heard businessmen are negligent of their families, you’d better be careful."
Ye Cheng stood up with a cool glance at him, "Thanks, I think it’s pretty good."
Ye Cheng picked up his coat and headed out.
Yu Zehua followed him: "Outside, the rumors about you and her are getting quite bizarre, aren’t you going to intervene?"
"Pah, what can I, a bank clerk, do for you?"
"If you can’t help, then shut it."
Xiaofeng returned to the Quan Family home, just as Chu Qing had come down from upstairs.
Seeing Xiaofeng return alone and glancing outside, not seeing Yan Junmei’s figure: "Xiaofeng, I’ve been so busy these days, I haven’t managed to keep up with whatever people have been saying outside. I only just heard about it. Did Junmei look for you, is it about you and Acheng?"
Xiaofeng nodded; she and Yecheng had indeed gotten married, and the child wasn’t Yecheng’s.
"As a mother, I can understand Junmei’s perspective," Chu Qing had always thought the boy and girl twins were Yecheng’s, only now realizing they were not.
"However, this matter depends on what Yecheng’s attitude is." From Yecheng’s behavior toward Xiaofeng, he clearly wanted to be with Xiaofeng genuinely.
No matter whether Xiaofeng was her daughter or not, she hoped that she and Yecheng could be together.
"Yes, that’s what I said too." Xiaofeng’s smile was somewhat faint, "Godmother, I’m going upstairs to check on the baby and also get some sleep."
"Go ahead, you must be exhausted after a busy day. There’s still soup warming in the kitchen; have some first. Yu, bring out the soup from the kitchen."
Chu Qing carried a thermos to the hospital, where in the hospital, Shuiling was talking with Xiaonian about recent gossip: "You have no idea, the things those people say are so nasty. They’re badmouthing Sister Xiaofeng, even saying that Sister Xiaofeng’s boy and girl twins aren’t Acheng’s, that Acheng is too gullible and got tricked by a country girl into being a happy dad. Xiaonian, when are you getting out of here? As soon as you’re discharged, we need to go shut those people up. They’re never tired of their busybody chatter day in and day out."
Hearing Shuiling’s words, Xiaonian immediately threw off the covers to get out of bed: "Damn, I stay in the hospital for a few days and the world turns upside down, is that it? My wounds have mostly healed; if not for my mom telling me to stay a little longer, I could have been discharged by now. Let’s go, we’re leaving right now."
She had to teach those blabbermouths a lesson tonight.
The title of the Little Witch of the Imperial Capital wasn’t just for show.
"Xiaonian, my little ancestor, can’t you just rest and stop running around? Your injuries haven’t even healed yet," Xiaoyan was quite helpless listening to Xiaonian’s words.
His little ancestor, although he was the brother, it was only by a few minutes. The slight age difference made it feel as though he was much older, always needing to take charge.
If only she let him worry a little less.
"Brother, didn’t you hear? Those people think I’m in the hospital, so they can slander my sister as they please. I can’t swallow this insult. I have to warn them. If it comes to it, I’ll cause such a scene at Lange Yuntian that their clubhouse won’t be able to stay open." Those people had nothing better to do than go to the clubhouse for chats and tea and gossip like gossipy housewives, which was just irritating.