I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 184: Mr. Wu, who has just returned to the country, wants to meet you

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Mr. Wu, who has just returned to the country, wants to meet you

He Juanjuan looked at Qiao Qingyu incredulously, then suddenly lunged at her in a frenzy, only to be grabbed by He Xiuyu. He Xiuyu’s face had turned an ashen hue, "What do you think you’re doing?"

Tears streamed down He Juanjuan’s face as she spoke, "Second brother, she hit me. No one has ever laid a finger on me since I was born, and she actually hit me."

Then she roared angrily, "Second brother, hit her, hit her, give her a good beating for me!"

Qiao Qingyu looked at He Juanjuan with a cold gaze, her voice crisp and stern, "He Juanjuan, if you dare to speak out of turn again, I will definitely not spare you!"

He Xiuyu felt a sinking feeling in his chest. He knew what Qiao Qingyu was capable of; this girl was ruthless when it came to dealing with someone.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and at this moment, He Juanjuan was desperately throwing herself at Qiao Qingyu again.

He Xiuyu was, after all, her brother. He said to the few girls who were frozen in shock, "Come over and hold her back."

Qiao Qingyu gave the siblings a cold glance and then turned and walked away.

He Xuerong burst into tears, "Little Aunt, wait for me!"

Then, pattering footsteps followed as she left her little uncle behind, running towards Qiao Qingyu, for in her eyes, the little aunt was the most formidable. She was afraid of her grandmother and little aunt.

He Juanjuan’s eyes bulged again as she shouted loudly, "You little mute, you can talk now, come back to me!"

He Xuerong kept running and looking back as if terrified that He Juanjuan would come after her.

Qiao Qingyu paused, grabbed He Xuerong’s small hand, and quickly descended the stairs. At that moment, Qiao Qingyu was seething with rage. What kind of manners, what kind of family education? In public, using foul language, how were they any different from the old hags of the Qiao Family Team?

It truly was contemptible.

After exiting the shop, she looked around. She needed to find a bus to go back to the guest house. What was supposed to be a pleasant shopping trip had turned sour, utterly disappointing.

Upon reaching the entrance of the guest house, Qiao Qingyu’s emotions had calmed, and He Xuerong had also returned to normal, her small mouth babbling, "My little aunt is no good at all; Grandpa says she’s been spoiled rotten by my grandma..."

Qiao Qingyu eyed He Xuerong’s sweaty little face, feeling a warm sensation in her heart, and picked up the little girl, "Were you scared just now?"

"Not at all, not at all. Little Aunt, I’m on your side. Even though she’s my little aunt, she’s never been nice to me."

"She really isn’t a good little aunt; just ignore her from now on," Qiao Qingyu had no intention of speaking pleasantries in front of He Xuerong.

As she walked, she pondered why it seemed like some women who appeared in her life acted as if their intelligence had been forcibly reduced.

One by one, they didn’t seem to know what came over them. They were all proper at normal times, but as soon as they encountered Qiao Qingyu, they acted like lunatics.

Qiao Qingyu found it bizarre but had no choice but to suppress these eerie thoughts.

Perhaps she was overthinking it.

Sister-in-law Li, Fang Xiaomei, Shen Fen, Lin Cujuan, they were all good people.

However, she didn’t have time to think any longer, because several people were sitting on the sofas in the corridor, with two standing up. Upon seeing her and He Xuerong return, a young man approached swiftly with a smile on his face, "Are you Comrade Qiao Qingyu?"

Qiao Qingyu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I am. May I know who you are?"

The young man introduced himself, "I’m Zhao Tian from the Foreign Affairs Department. Mr. Wu, who has just returned to the country, would like to meet you."

Qiao Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat. The name Mr. Wu was anything but unfamiliar to her. Could it be that the man suspected to be her biological father had returned to the country?

At that moment, the elderly man sitting on the sofa slowly stood up, smiling warmly at Qiao Qingyu.

Two other people standing beside him also rose to their feet, both staring intently at her. Then, the man known as Mr. Wu took a step forward, scrutinizing Qiao Qingyu carefully with eyes brimming with tears, murmuring, "So similar, she’s so incredibly similar."

The man beside him, who appeared to be in his fifties, handed over a handkerchief while comforting, "Father, please don’t get too excited."

The elderly man was tall and well-preserved. To be called father by someone in his fifties, he must be over seventy. Yet, his hair was jet black, and although his eyes had tears, his gaze was not clouded, and he stood straight-backed.

He wiped the tears with the handkerchief, his voice choked as he asked, "Your name is Qiao Qingyu?"

Qiao Qingyu nodded, "Yes."

"Then, could I have a word with you alone?"

Qiao Qingyu hesitated for a moment but then nodded again.

The research base’s guesthouse was spacious and bright, with sofas and coffee tables placed along the corridors. Zhao Tian took care of the other few people and had them sit down, while a young man smilingly said, "Rongrong, do you still remember Uncle Shen?"

He Xuerong nodded, and the man said to Qiao Qingyu, "My younger brother’s name is Shen Haoze, I am his third brother, my name is Shen Haoming."

Qiao Qingyu smiled at him, "I’ve heard Shen Haoze mention you."

Then he said, "Please leave Rongrong with me."

Qiao Qingyu did not agree but instead looked towards He Xuerong, "Rongrong, your little aunt needs to discuss something with this grandfather."

He Xuerong, incredibly well-behaved, hopped onto the sofa, swinging her legs and said in a soft voice, "Little aunt, I’ll wait for you here."

Surprise flickered in Shen Haoming’s eyes. He remembered that this child seemed to have autism. Could it just have been a rumor? But she looked even more lively and adorable than before.

Qiao Qingyu opened the door to their room, which was a suite with a living room, bathroom, and bedroom. She poured a cup of tea for Mr. Wu, who was sitting on the sofa, then sat opposite him, unsure of what to say.

Mr. Wu had a kind smile and spoke in a gentle tone, "Let me introduce myself first. I am the older brother of Wulong Group’s chairman. If Han Xianglan is my brother’s daughter, then I am your great-uncle. My name is Wu Xiujie."

Qiao Qingyu was stunned, her mind racing until she grasped the relationship. However, she hadn’t expected Wu Xiucai’s older brother would be the one to find her.

In the limited information available, there was no introduction to this older brother.

But if Han Xianglan truly was Wu Xiucai’s daughter, then she indeed had a familial relationship with the elderly man in front of her.

Qiao Qingyu said with a smile, "Mr. Wu, please drink your tea and take your time."

Wu Xiujie looked at Qiao Qingyu with profound meaning. "Not bad, you girl, have a temperament somewhat similar to the chairman’s." He then took a sip of tea, wrinkled his brow slightly but still set the cup down.

Qiao Qingyu responded politely, "Mr. Wu, nothing has been confirmed yet. Please don’t make such statements. It would be quite awkward if that isn’t the case."

"How could it not be with such a resemblance?"

"Mr. Wu, there are too many people in the world who look alike, we can’t make unfounded claims."

Wu Xiujie looked at Qiao Qingyu in surprise. She was young, but he hadn’t expected her to be so composed. Somehow, he saw in her the image of his younger brother, Wu Xiucai, in his youth.