Chapter 382: Chapter 382_1 Chapter 382: Chapter 382_1 “Ok, don’t worry, old man. When I, Smith, do something, there is never a single error.”
Smith, of course, knew the importance of this matter, discussed it for a moment with the other party, and quickly ended the call. Qiao Anchu, listening outside the door, shivers running down his spine, understood it all too clear.
Had this day finally come? Qiao Anchu was clutching a bowl of bird’s nest porridge with his hands gradually turning blue. How could this be? According to the intelligence, wasn’t Lan Tai always refusing to deal with the Qiao Family?
Feeling uneasy, Qiao Anchu stealthily left the spot, rushing to contact the mysterious man. Once the NDA was signed, would there still be a place for her in the Qiao Family?
What to do? What should she do now?
Qiao Anchu was completely disoriented, burdened by anxiety. She had never known that assuming the identity of Qiao Xiaren would bring about so many troubles and worries.
Ever since she entered the Qiao Family, the wealth and glory before her had blinded her. She longed for this heavenly life, like a Cinderella who turned into a phoenix by putting on crystal shoes. It was absolutely impossible for her to go back to being a ‘wild chicken’!
When Uncle Wu saw Qiao Anchu, she was standing somewhat flustered by the fountain. Without thinking, he went straight up to her: “Miss Qiao, why aren’t you back in your room resting at this late hour?”
Upon hearing Uncle Wu’s voice, Qiao Anchu forced a gentle smile onto her face: “Uncle Wu, I’m worried about my grandfather’s health. You need not bother about me, I will go to sleep soon.”
Referring to Qiao Tianxiong as ‘grandfather’ in front of the butler seemed natural for Qiao Anchu, but Uncle Wu deliberately ignored this address: “Miss Qiao, don’t worry. The old man has always been in good health.”
Upon hearing the title ‘Miss Qiao’, Qiao Anchu felt a bit stifled. Since becoming part of the Qiao family several months ago, most people addressed her as Miss Qiao, a term that felt very distant and impersonal.
Qiao Anchu obediently responded: “Uncle Wu, I think I also have a grandmother and a brother. Why haven’t I seen them for such a long time?”
“The old lady and young master have not been in the Qiao Family’s house lately. It’s normal that Miss Qiao hasn’t encountered them,” was Uncle Wu’s simple explanation. He had no intention of elaborating further. Qiao Anchu wisely closed her mouth.
She wanted to integrate into the Qiao Family as soon as possible, and truly become part of them, but everything about this place seemed bizarre and cold. Qiao Lin and Qiao Tianxiong behaved politely but distantly, and she had never seen Qiao Yi’an or the old lady.
In fact, since Qiao Yi’an’s leg was disabled, the old lady would take her grandson to Biyun Temple every year to pray to the heavens and Buddha for her grandson’s well-being.
The old lady was too obsessed with her long-lost daughter, and the old man, fearing any accidents, deliberately made use of this opportunity to prevent her from meeting Qiao Anchu.
Uncle Wu, naturally, had no idea what Qiao Anchu was thinking. He said, “Miss Qiao, Mr. and Mrs. Li Qiang happened to come by today, they have asked to see you.”
Although not exactly foster parents, they were after all the only people Qiao Anchu had had contact with. Therefore, the old master had granted them permission to visit the Qiao Family occasionally.
Qiao Anchu’s face suddenly altered at the mention of Li Qiang and his wife. She found their greedy visage utterly revolting. Unfortunately, these people were her biological parents.
“Alright, I understand.”
Watching Uncle Wu heading up front, Qiao Anchu composed herself and followed him to the living room. While passing by the maid’s room, she inadvertently picked up a series of program news and interviews.