I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 180: Heart Stirring

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Heart Stirring

Qiao Qingyu listened and spoke gravely, "Lu Ye, I called you today to discuss work, not personal matters. So who that person is has nothing to do with me."

Lu Ye replied with a low voice, sounding somewhat embarrassed, "I understand."

Qiao Qingyu was the first to hang up the phone, biting her lip, feeling deeply guilty, but she had no other choice but to speak that way.

She wasn’t foolish; she had long recognized Lu Ye’s special feelings for her.

But it was impossible between them.

Moreover, this era placed great importance on conduct, and she couldn’t afford to cast a bad influence on herself, He Xiuyu, or Lu Ye.

They were all good people.

They deserved her careful consideration.

Yet, her tone had been too cold.

On the other end, Lu Ye’s face turned grim. His features were delicate and his eyes usually sparkled, making him appear vibrant most days, but not at this moment. His brow furrowed with a hint of hostility.

He locked his office door and walked towards the courtyard outside, where a jeep was parked and sobbing sounds were coming from inside it.

Impatiently, Lu Ye stood next to the jeep and tapped on the window, his voice equally impatient, "Sheng Meijiao, come out, let’s have a proper talk..."

"I won’t come out. I won’t talk properly with you. You deceived me; if I come out, you’ll just leave me in the vast desert."

"... can you stop being so childish?"

Lu Ye rubbed his forehead and the driver spoke lowly, coaxing, "Ah Ye, for the old monk’s sake, Jiao Jiao came long distances to see you, you can’t just drive her away."

Fuming with embarrassment, Lu Ye retorted, "Did I ask her to come? I am working just fine here! Why did she have to come?" Then, pointing at Sheng Meijiao, "What era are we in? Don’t use those old folks’ jokes to handle matters, I, Lu Ye, would rather die than acknowledge them."

He turned and walked away, but suddenly turned back, glaring viciously at Sheng Meijiao, "I warn you, if I hear you speak insolently towards Qiao Qingyu again, I definitely won’t spare you!"

"I hate you!" Sheng Meijiao yelled, stomping her feet inside the car.

Lu Ye, abandoning his usual calm demeanor, commanded the driver sharply, "You are Grandpa Sheng’s exclusive driver, but Sheng Meijiao has no right to be in this car. I know it’s tough for you, so before I call Beijing, you had better take her away."

The driver was really in a difficult position, but Lu Ye’s point was right. He stepped on the accelerator and sped off in a puff of smoke.

Lu Ye’s gaze withdrew, troubled.

With his hands in his pockets and brow deeply furrowed, he wondered what his grandfather was thinking, urging him on the phone to court Sheng Meijiao.

He didn’t even like her; why should he court her?

Sheng Meijiao was like a child who never grew up, and he was no kindergarten teacher with time to play house with her.

He went back to his office and called his grandfather. His tone wasn’t sharp, but it was clear he was in a bad mood. "Grandpa, please don’t meddle in my affairs from now on. Besides, I’m only twenty-one, my career has just started, what’s the rush?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, "Did you just scare away the Sheng Family’s young lady?"

"Should I have kept her and celebrated the New Year together? She’s ignorant and spouting nonsense all the time. I wonder where all her years of education went."

"It’s because you treated her poorly," Old Sir Lu said gruffly.

"How should I treat her well—coddle her? I don’t have time for that, I’m not a kindergarten teacher!" Lu Ye retorted angrily.

Old Sir Lu was left speechless.

"Alright, alright, I won’t interfere in your matters anymore, but I warn you, don’t get too close to Qiao Qingyu. Remember, she’s married—her husband is He Xiuyu!"

"I understand!"

Lu Ye angrily hung up the phone, and at that moment, he was alone in his office. He leaned over the desk, burying his head into the crook of his arm, and his eyes instantly reddened.

He felt incredibly sad.

In this world, there was only one King Qiao, only one Qiao Qingyu. There would never be another!

The room was silent, and he had locked the office door. He shamefully cried.

Lu Xiaopang sobbed for a while before he used the back of his hand to wipe away his tears. Then, he stretched out his hand and slapped himself twice.

After that, he stood up, picked up the phone to instruct his secretary to prepare the car because he needed to return to Xichuan. If it was time to start preparing the thousand silk hemp experimental field seeds for them to cultivate, it should be arranged now.

Moreover, it was essential to confirm that Qiao Qingyu would be the original seed provider for the seed breeding unit.

This task had to be completed.

What He Xiuyu could do for Qiao Qingyu, he could do too!

...

As the night fell, He Xiuyu, having had his fill, fanned himself like an elderly man. On the ground, there was a bundle of mugwort, grown by Qiao Qingyu, used for mosquito repelling. It worked well and smelled very refreshing.

At that moment, Rongrong and Xiao Hu were playing checkers inside the house, while Qiao Qingyu gathered the mugwort, listening to He Xiuyu talk.

"...Su Yunyao had made a list of everyone who attended the conference, except for me and Shen Haoze. It included their basic information. Sister Yu accidentally got a hold of it and handed it to me, advising me and Director Lin to pay extra attention to this matter."

Qiao Qingyu looked up at He Xiuyu, about to say something, but suddenly felt very tired. She was sitting on a stool enjoying the cool air, but her body swayed and she fell toward the ground.

He Xiuyu’s quick reflexes allowed him to catch Qiao Qingyu.

Her soft and fragrant body fell into his arms.

Instantly, He Xiuyu felt his heart stir.

But the next second, he felt something was off. After hesitating, he reached out to pat Qiao Qingyu’s cheek, softly calling out, "Little Qiao, Qiao Qingyu, Qingyu..."

Qiao Qingyu felt extremely tired, as if her body were falling apart. She was extremely sleepy. Her petal-like lips moved, and He Xiuyu didn’t catch it clearly. He had to lean closer to hear Qiao Qingyu’s faint voice, "I’m... so tired, I need to... sleep..."

Then, she deeply fell asleep.

He Xiuyu was momentarily stunned, but after checking carefully, he found she was indeed asleep.

He paused for a moment, then holding Qiao Qingyu, he entered the house.

Initially planning to carry Qiao Qingyu to her bedroom, He Xiuyu, for some reason, turned towards his own room instead.

He cautiously placed Qiao Qingyu on the bed.

The room was somewhat stifling, causing He Xiuyu’s brow to furrow slightly, a sense of unease slowly rising in his heart.

He went to his study to call the on-call doctor at the base hospital, asking for a doctor to be sent over. After hanging up the phone, He Xiuyu returned to his bedroom.

Under the dim yellow light, he noticed that Qiao Qingyu’s complexion was somewhat pale.

Even though she was asleep, her eyebrows were furrowed, and worryingly, Qiao Qingyu’s body was trembling slightly.

He touched her forehead, which was chillingly cold.

He anxiously felt her hand, which usually felt soft and warm, but now was also cold.

Boldly, he slipped his hand under Qiao Qingyu’s back to her slender waist, and her smooth skin made his hand shiver from the cold.

Without a second thought, he wrapped his arms around Qiao Qingyu, bringing her entirely into his embrace...

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