I knew my mother was going to take my sister to attend the Gu family’s banquet.
Zhao Minyao rushed back overnight.
Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao had already fallen asleep when she woke them up again.
Children are debts!
Mrs. Zhao sighed, put on her clothes and opened the door.
Zhao Minyao came in and sat on the sofa. She asked as soon as she opened her mouth: "Mom, how can you take your sister to Gu's house?"
Mrs. Zhao rubbed her eyes and looked worried: "She has been begging me for several days. She looks so pitiful. I really can't bear it."
"How can you do whatever you want if you are pitiful? She has done so many wrong things, just indulge her!" Zhao Minyao's face was covered with frost, and her expression was cold and scary: "The Gu family invites guests this time, obviously they want to tell the world that they are not allowed to do anything.
If we remain secluded among the people, I don’t know how many big shots will come by then.”
Speaking of this, Zhao Minyao's face showed a hint of caution, and her tone became lowered: "I received news that the Gu family has sent invitation letters to several top aristocratic families in the capital, and there are even rumors that Mr. Yan is very likely to come this time.
arrive."
"What did you say? Mr. Yan will be here!" Mr. Zhao was lying quietly on the bed. When he heard the three words "Mr. Yan", his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were inexplicably shocked.
Although Mr. Yan's name and image appear on the news broadcast every day, it feels like he is traveling around the world, always meeting various people and shaking hands cordially.
It seems very close to everyone.
But this is all a propaganda illusion. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to meet Mr. Yan.
Not to mention Mr. Yan, even the president of the university, the students have been in school for four years and have not seen each other.
"Is the news accurate?" Mr. Zhao asked.
Zhao Minyao shook his head: "Dad, how could I possibly know Mr. Yan's whereabouts? I just exposed such a rumor. Wasn't the Yan Wusheng of the Yan family cured by the ancient god? So some people speculate that Mr. Yan will arrive this time."
"That's it." Mr. Zhao nodded, closed his eyes and pondered.
If Mr. Yan arrives, then the significance of this banquet will be extraordinary, and we must be cautious.
"Minyi can't go!" Mr. Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and the light inside them flickered.
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao was dumb for a moment, and anxiety appeared on her face: "What about Minyi? If she didn't let go at first, that's all, but now she goes back on her words, she won't be able to bear it!"
Zhao Minyi's mental state has not been very good, and now she looks like a normal person. However, Mrs. Zhao learned from the servant who was personally serving her that recently, Minyi has not been able to rest well and has been suffering from insomnia all night long.
"Forget it, let her go, or I'll keep an eye on her." Zhao Minyao suddenly said.
Despite her harsh words, she is actually the most soft-hearted.
"Alas." Mrs. Zhao came over, hugged her little daughter, and felt distressed: "It's so hard for you."
The Gu family banquet was a good opportunity to make connections, but the younger daughter had to keep an eye on the older daughter the whole time, so she missed this opportunity.
Zhao Minyao seemed to feel something. She suddenly raised her head and glanced at her mother, testing: "Then don't let sister go."
Mrs. Zhao stiffened.
Zhao Minyao immediately smiled like a flower: "I was joking, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister."
Anyway, this kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice, she is used to it.
When I went downstairs, I met Uncle Zhao.
He was sitting on the sofa leisurely, with his arms folded across his chest, as if he was waiting for her.
Zhao Minyao raised her eyebrows and said, "It's so late, why don't you sleep?"
Uncle Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Minyao, frowning, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "What are you doing here?"
"Why can't I come back? This is my home." Zhao Minyao leaned on the sofa, raised her hand and pressed her temples, looking tired.
"Hmph." Uncle Zhao sneered coldly, "You are here to call me to justice, right? Please be sober, know the inside and outside, and don't hurt my eldest sister's heart for the benefit of outsiders."
Benefit?
outsider!
The anger that had been building up in Zhao Minyao's heart for a long time was completely detonated by his words.
"Zhao Yuanhai, you are so careless. I have worked so hard, but for whom are you doing all this?" Zhao Minyao stood up suddenly and threw the pillow hard on him.
Uncle Zhao sneered: "You know who you are doing for. Could it be that you are dominating the Zhao family's property or are you doing it for me?"
After saying that, he threw Zhao Minyao into the pillow in his arms, slapped it on the ground, turned around and left.
Seeing this scene, the servants in the hall were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe. They all shrank their necks and wished they could become invisible.
Zhao Yuanhai returned to the room on the third floor. His wife was applying skin care products on her face. She glanced up at him and asked, "Did you have a fight with Min Yao?"
Zhao Yuanhai did not reply, but fell on the bed with a gloomy expression.
His wife curled her lips and said, "I think you are just free. Isn't it okay for Minyao to be in charge of the company? She is not married and has no children. From now on, this huge Zhao family will belong to Xingyan and Xingyue."
"What do you know?" Zhao Yuanhai turned his back and ignored his wife.
He doesn't want to be a waste who only eats but doesn't work.
When I was young, I didn't realize it. I even thought it was good, very comfortable and unrestrained, and I could do whatever I wanted.
But as he grew older and his inner needs changed, he began to look forward to the respect of others and the power in his hands.
He no longer wants to be so-and-so’s son, so-and-so’s younger brother, and so-and-so’s brother.
Doesn't he have a name of his own? Why can he only be someone else's subordinate?
Those old foxes in the company only complimented him on the surface and called him "Second Young Master", but in reality they looked down on him at all.
There are also those friends of the same age who were friends with him when they were young. Now they are all CEOs and managers. They are not in the same path as him at all, and they can't play together or talk to each other.
Downstairs, Zhao Minyao sat on the sofa alone for a long time before standing up and walking out.
The housekeeper hurriedly chased her up: "Second Miss, it's so late. Wherever you go, please stay one night."
Zhao Minyao rubbed her forehead and looked tired: "No."
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Lu family
Mother Lu is having a video call with Lu Yaqing.
Even though Mrs. Lu spent a lot of money to renovate the nursing home in the small county town, it was still not very comfortable.
What's more, I can't go out and can only stay in such a small situation.
It is completely different from the previous days when I was comfortable in the upper class society, attracting everyone's attention, and being the focus of celebrities.
Lu Yaqing's former partners and friends have all lost contact with her.
Even Zhao Yuanyuan, the daughter of the nouveau riche who always supported her and followed her, has stopped contacting her now.
She didn't add insult to injury, after all, her backers, the Lu family, were still there.
But it's really much cooler.
Lu Yaqing couldn't bear the gap. She had insomnia all day and night, crying and begging her mother.
Seeing her beloved daughter like this, Mother Lu's heart almost broke.
I wish I could replace it with my own body!
She had already made up her mind that as long as she could get Ya Qing back, she would agree to whatever harsh conditions Lu Xixin put forward, even asking her to give up Ya Qing and only love Lu Xixin herself.
She is willing too.
True love is not a superficial kinship, but something deep in the heart.
For the sake of Yaqing, she was willing to give herself up to Lu Xixin, pretending to love her, and promised that she would only have a daughter.