u must be hungry. Let's have some porridge and then sleep.Zhu Xiaowei didn't make a fuss either. She stood up and pulled her out.Joe didn't resist being dragged. As she neared the door, she suddenly s...The car exited the highway and headed toward the city's largest private hospital.

The man in the driver's seat kept glancing at the woman beside him, unable to help himself. "Baby," he started, "Liu Yiyin's face is so similar to yours..."

"She and I are not related by blood!"

Jo Baoer said expressionlessly and quickly, "Please let me off ahead."

The man parked the car and turned his head, gazing intently at her profile. His voice was laced with a complex mix of emotions, "I just care about you..."

"Yi Sicheng! I said I don't need your concern!"

qiao ba er impatiently opened the car door, wanting to get out.

"Qiao Bao'er, you don't have to avoid me like this. I truly mean you no harm. If I really wanted to hurt you, I would have done it three years ago..."

Yi Sicheng's words trailed off, his eyes filled with a complex mix of entanglement.

He softened his voice, "I just wanted to say that women in this circle, no matter how innocent they look on the outside, aren't simple. This Liu Yiy is very similar looking to you, she probably had plastic surgery. You have to be careful..."

Qiao Bao'er was a little surprised. His tone did sound like genuine concern...

She opened the car door and walked out, lowering her eyes to meet the man inside. She spoke slowly, word by word, "Yi Sicheng, you're here in the city for your marriage with Ye Xi, aren't you To be honest, I'm not magnanimous enough to forgive. So, I won't bless you two! But, I won't make things difficult for you either. Just remember, we've cut ties."

She compartmentalizes her emotions. If she loves, she gives it her all, but she won't dwell on outdated affections.

And he sat in the car, squinting his eyes, glaring fiercely at the woman who was walking away step by step ahead of him…

"Joe! "

He couldn't help but shout at her back, "Jiao Baier, I care about you not because you're the Miss Jiao, I just..."

Just because... >

Yi Sicheng watched her disappear around the corner, but for what... He couldn't even tell himself.

Because he had promised his father-in-law to marry Ye Xi during their last meeting, he and Ye Xi went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate the next day. These days, they have been busy with wedding arrangements, everything has gone smoothly, but there is a strange sense of loss and unwillingness in his heart.

Yi Sicheng angrily punched the steering wheel.

The car's horn blared sharply—

Through his disheveled emotions, he was very irritable, and at the same time confused, as if some truth had been concealed by something, and he had been deceived and plotted against.

But at the corner, Qiao Bao'er took a deep breath, "What got into him!" She frowned and was slightly annoyed.

However, just now Liu Yiy was clamoring about her close relationship with Jun Zhi Mu in the private room. His sudden appearance saved her from some embarrassment.

Qiao Baoer didn't think too much, tidied up her mood, and walked towards the opposite hospital.

She just came to the city to visit her grandmother in the hospital. She'll be heading back to the city soon. This place makes her very uneasy...

When she arrived at Old Mrs. Qiao's ward, the old woman was in good spirits. She was sitting on her bed and when she saw her enter, a look of delight spread across her face.

"Baby, you're here."

Compared to the old woman's excited expression, Qiao Baoer said calmly, "Grandma, your health..."

"Where's the shepherd" The old man, without waiting for her to speak, leaned forward excitedly and peered behind her.

But seeing that there was no one else behind Qiao Bao'er, Old Madam Qiao immediately frowned, her aged voice laced with reproach. "Bao'er, don't spend all day wearing that cold expression, causing Young Master Jun to dislike you. Others will say our Qiao family has no upbringing."

Jo Bao'er froze in place, wanting to retort but swallowing her words.

Grandma Qiao looked at her only granddaughter and couldn't help but think of the past. Her chest rose and fell with anger, "It was all your mother's fault back then. She was too petty and pushed Ye Wei down the stairs, causing her to miscarry. That's how my eldest grandson disappeared!"

"Grandma, that has nothing to do with my mom. It was Ye Wei who fell down herself!" Qiao Baoer bit her lip tightly and couldn't help but retort.

"Ye Wei is carrying the bloodline of my Qiao family, how could she fall down on her own!" When Grandma Qiao saw that Ye Wei dared to contradict her, her face darkened, and her shrewd and mean temper flared up all at once.

The older generation always favored sons over daughters. Especially after Ye Wei's miscarriage, her health was affected and she could no longer have children. Old Madam Qiao became even more resentful towards the deceased Gu Ruqing, believing that Gu Ruqing was responsible for the Qiao family's extinction.

"Grandma, I have something urgent to attend to back in the city. If you need anything, just ask the nurse..." When it came to her mother, Qiao Baier didn't want to linger for a moment.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet!" Grandma Qiao immediately became unhappy when she saw that she wanted to leave so quickly.

"With your temperament, how could you possibly serve that young master You've been abandoned once, do you want to be dumped by a man again Our Qiao family can't afford to lose face—" The old woman began with sarcastic and biting criticism.

Jo Baoer stood outside the hospital room, her right hand tightly clenching her handbag, trying to hold back.

Old Mrs. Qiao didn't like her very much. Qiao Baoer wasn't as docile and agreeable as Ye Xi, she was too stubborn and had been too lively since she was a child. Unlike other noble ladies who were well-behaved and quiet, she lacked anything to please the old woman except for her looks.

But now...

At least she's your granddaughter married into the Jun family. Thinking about this, Grandma Qiao's tone softened a little, "Bao'er, you're my only blood relative granddaughter, grandma certainly hopes you'll be happy. But there are some things you might not like to hear. Men all like women like Ye Wei and Ye Xi, who are obedient and docile. That's what people find likable..."

She wanted her to be like Ye Wei and Ye Xi... Qiao Baoer listened with suppressed irony in her eyes.

She raised her head and looked at the elderly person on the bed, "Grandma, if there's nothing else, I'll hurry back to City Jun's home to learn how to please Master Jun..."

After saying that, Qiao Bao'er took a step and walked out directly. This time, she didn't hesitate anymore.

“Stop right there, I’m not finished speaking…” Old Mrs. Qiao knew Qiao Baier’s stubborn temper. Seeing her walk away directly, she shouted an order at her back.

"You should help your dad out with business matters... and you better make use of the child in your belly, don't let other women take advantage."

Until Qiao Bao'er casually slammed the ward door shut, the sound gradually subsided.

She curled her lip, a bitterness in her smile. "I really shouldn't have come to visit..." Such a fool she was for being so soft-hearted.

Qiao Bao'er's frail body leaned against the hospital wall, her eyes closed, adjusting her emotions. "...Back to the market," she said to herself.

Although that old man at the Jun family always wears a stern and imposing face, she really wants to go back to the Jun family...

She knew she had no home. The Qiao family wanted only to exploit her, any familial affection long since gone cold. She also knew that the Jun family was merely a temporary shelter, but at least...

She suddenly felt like going back.

Taking out her phone from her bag, she wanted to book the fastest return ticket, but was surprised to find a missed call and a text message in her phone.

The call was made by Junzhi's shepherd. date with Qiao Baoer at a Western restaurant. While waiting for their food, she browsed the web on her phone, checking the profiles of the shortlisted candidates while frowning and muttering to herse...