I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 421: Vines Entwining a Tree

Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Vines Entwining a Tree

"Maybe it was a guilty conscience?"

Liu Ge instinctively, uncontrollably hid behind Wu Hong, and Wu Hong also took an involuntary step forward to shield her.

Qiao Qingyu looked at He Xiuyu. She glared at him. This man, usually so smart, why did he mess up today?

They shouldn’t have let Wu Hong and Liu Ge come.

Or perhaps they should have asked He Xiuwen to step aside.

But thinking this way, Qiao Qingyu felt like something was off.

Or perhaps, He Xiuyu did the right thing.

Maybe He Xiuwen and Liu Ge should meet?

Is that so?

Qiao Qingyu sneakily glanced at He Xiuwen. He had heard the phone call earlier, and his expression had been calm the whole time, then He Xuerong, too, was eagerly looking at him.

Rongrong was clever, saying nothing, but her expressive eyes were very powerful.

Then He Xiuwen fell silent, not stopping his brother from going to meet the guests.

At this moment, although he hid it well, Qiao Qingyu still detected a hint of diminished interest.

That’s right, that kind of expression.

No anger, no hatred, no jealousy, just plain indifference.

Obviously, he must have found the situation somewhat boring.

Yes, what’s there to hide? What’s there to protect? He wouldn’t extend his hand to hit her, especially with He Xuerong there.

Qiao Qingyu truly didn’t know what to say. So, between Liu Ge and He Xiuwen, who was colder?

But things couldn’t stay at a deadlock, especially when He Xuerong walked over to her side, quietly reaching out to tug at her clothes. Qiao Qingyu stretched her lips into a grin, "Don’t just stand there, sit down and warm up a bit."

Then she went to pour hot water for everyone.

The awkwardness was broken, but Liu Ge sat in a corner of the sofa with her head bowed, not daring to look at He Xiuwen.

No matter what, she was in the wrong in this case.

She had wronged He Xiuwen and likewise wronged He Xuerong.

But it seemed no one was paying attention to her guilt and anxiety at the moment, even Wu Hong hadn’t expected this to happen.

In fact, He Xiuyu should have clarified this point when picking them up or on the phone earlier.

But since things had come to this, they had to be faced.

He somewhat dryly explained, "The main reason I came this time was to explain Han Lishi and Han Liuya’s situation to you all."

Qiao Qingyu just gave him a cool look.

Wu Hong bravely spoke to Qiao Qingyu, "I’m aware of the relationship between our two families, but I don’t know the specifics. However, those two do have requests of us. I’m not trying to absolve myself; they are useful to us, but I also want to take them away. I think this will benefit you too, it’s a win-win situation."

Qiao Qingyu laughed, her tone meaningful, "Mr. Wu Hong, should I thank you, then?"

Wu Hong hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, no need. With my uncle’s influence, there’s no need for such formalities, really..."

Then his voice became much more earnest, "We have our own business to attend to. For now, Han Liuya won’t covet you anymore, but I can’t guarantee the future."

He Xiuyu, however, didn’t seem inclined to appreciate the gesture, "Even if they were here, they would be of no use without a stage to perform on, otherwise you wouldn’t be able to take them away."

"Yes, yes, that’s the point, but I thought it would be good to come and explain things to you." With that, he stood up, casually pulling up Liu Ge who was sitting next to him, "We won’t disturb you any longer, I came here specifically to explain this matter."

Liu Ge’s gaze, however, fell on He Xiuwen, who had remained composed across from her.

He was still the same as before.

Cold and distant, with not a hint of worldly warmth.

And their daughter, He Xuerong, sat upright beside him, staring at her unblinkingly with pitch-black eyes.

It was hard to define exactly what the look in her eyes meant, but it certainly made Liu Ge feel uneasy on her feet.

She quickly picked up a handbag at her feet and unzipped it, looking earnestly at He Xuerong, "Rongrong, this is a gift Mommy bought for you."

He Xuerong hopped down from the couch, then crouched in front of the bag to look inside.

She reached in with her little hand, fluffed through the contents, and pulled out a fluffy toy.

She pouted, "Mommy, how come your memory is always so bad, I’ve told you, I don’t like these things anymore."

Liu Ge couldn’t recall her child ever saying such a thing and stutteringly said, "Rongrong, all girls like... like these toys, how could you... not like them?"

"It doesn’t matter, I just don’t like them anymore."

Then glancing inside the bag with disapproval, she said, "Mommy, you actually bought so many, you should just take them back."

Qiao Qingyu didn’t know why the child disliked fluffy toys; after all, girls her age generally found it impossible to resist these types of plush toys.

When asked, she simply said there was no particular reason, she just didn’t like them.

That was really the end of it.

Qiao Qingyu glanced indifferently at Wu Hong, who was standing there; this was a time he should have stepped away.

But he remained motionless, standing beside Liu Ge.

Right, there were she and He Xiuyu—they should also give He Xiuwen and Liu Ge some space.

But He Xiuyu was also lacking this awareness.

Thus, the current atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

Wu Hong looked at the things inside the handbag; they were all chosen and bought by Liu Ge, and he had no idea what He Xuerong liked either.

Yet he spoke up, "Since Rongrong doesn’t like them, then we will take them away."

Wu Hong said this not out of petulance; he thought it only natural not to force a child to like something she didn’t.

Then, worried things might escalate, he pulled Liu Ge towards the door.

It was truly exasperating.

He Xiuwen’s brows furrowed slightly; he had been watching Liu Ge calmly since she entered, maintaining an inner and outer tranquility.

If there had been any emotional turbulence at the start, then after several years, everything had indeed passed.

All told, he had wronged Liu Ge, too.

Liu Ge was a dancer, innately romantic, different from other women; even in terms of independence, she didn’t measure up to even half of Qiao Qingyu.

She was somewhat like a green vine, clinging to trees; without the trees, she couldn’t survive.

Though she might appear lush and vibrant, she was even less sturdy than a small poplar next to her.

In the beginning, he truly shouldn’t have married her, shouldn’t have delayed her, because he was unable to provide her a life of romance, a stable environment.

Therefore, in the face of Liu Ge’s choice, He Xiuwen had always chosen silence.

He just hadn’t expected to meet again in such a manner.

Is it fair to say that fate makes fools of us all?

He Xiuwen stood up, looked down at He Xuerong and said, "Rongrong, may I have a few words with your mom and uncle?"

He Xuerong hesitated for a moment, then briskly nodded.

Thus, He Xiuwen stepped out to see Wu Hong and Liu Ge off.

Qiao Qingyu was also momentarily stunned, she was about to follow when He Xiuyu stopped her...