AWB Chapter 36 Seeing Through the Worldly Dust? Recounting Past Events.
Chapter 36 Seeing Through the Worldly Dust? Recounting Past Events.
Feng Jiashu walked up to her and asked, "Are you sick or...?"
He Qiaoyun snapped out of her reverie, subconsciously touching her cheek, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "It's not that I'm sick, let's talk as we walk..."
Reaching the ward door, Feng Jiashu finally understood the whole story, and the matter that had been bothering him for so long instantly became clear. "So, you asked me to be your boyfriend for half a day just for this?"
She doesn't spend money everywhere looking for men.
He Qiaoyun turned to look at him, "Yes, this is really troublesome. I hope it didn't interfere with your work?"
Feng Jiashu laughed: "Of course not."
now.
In the ward.
At this moment, Gao Hui became a little worried, "Could it be that Qiaoyun has really found a boyfriend?"
Xu Hui was also worried, but he still comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, Mom, don't I know what she's thinking? She's just throwing a tantrum. Let her throw a tantrum, she'll be fine once she's had enough."
Hearing her son's words, Gao Hui felt relieved and added, "You should also control your temper. Just go along with her for now. We'll talk about everything after we remarry. Also, keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't get cheated out of her money or her body. Our Xu family can't have a woman who isn't clean."
Xu Hui replied impatiently, "Okay, okay..."
The next moment, He Qiaoyun and Feng Jiashu walked into the ward together, and the mother and son looked up at the same time.
Gao Hui's sharp eyes scrutinized Feng Jiashu, her brows furrowed deeply.
Based on her decades of experience in judging people, she could tell that the boyfriend He Qiaoyun brought was no ordinary person.
Xu Hui stared intently at Feng Jiashu, the keen sense of smell emanating from a man made him feel somewhat uneasy.
The reason for his unease was that he was far inferior to Feng Jiashu.
Standing together, one looked like a nouveau riche with little culture, while the other was as at ease as a pampered scion of a wealthy family. Their relaxed and composed demeanor was genuine and couldn't be faked.
He Qiaoyun glanced at the mother and son indifferently. Their reaction pleased her greatly. She introduced them, "Auntie, Xu Hui, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Feng Jiashu. He went on a business trip a while ago and only came back today. You guys just happened to be here with him."
Feng Jiashu glanced at He Qiaoyun out of the corner of his eye, a polite smile playing on his lips. "Hello, I'm sorry, we arrived in such a hurry..."
He Qiaoyun knew he was referring to her coming empty-handed, so she tilted her head slightly and whispered to him, "No need."
Feng Jiashu also said in a low voice, "We should be polite, or I should go buy some now..."
He Qiaoyun frowned. "Why waste this money? I said I don't need it, and that means I don't need it."
Feng Jiashu agreed to her request and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
This scene was particularly jarring to Xu Hui.
He refused to believe it and scoffed, "He Qiaoyun, where did you find these actors? They're quite convincing, they look real." He turned to Feng Jiashu and said, "Brother, stop acting, it's too fake. I can tell right away."
Gao Hui's wavering resolve was pulled back by her son, and she too was confused. "Qiaoyun, tell me the truth, is it true or false? There's a limit to how much you and Ahui can argue. My old heart can't take this kind of back and forth..."
Upon hearing these words, Feng Jiashu's brows instantly darkened. He took He Qiaoyun's hand and intertwined their fingers.
He Qiaoyun was stunned when she felt a temperature in her palm that didn't belong to her. She subconsciously turned her head and her gaze fell on Feng Jiashu's angular profile.
Feng Jiashu was very serious about Xu Hui and his mother. He said, "My relationship with Qiaoyun is not something I need to prove to you. Last year in Hejia Village, Qiaoyun saved my daughter. I liked her at first sight. I like her courage, resilience and kindness. I like her, so I will respect any choice she makes. Now, she does not want to remarry, so please respect her and stop interfering in her life."
Xu Hui and Gao Hui were stunned by his words, and their previous confidence vanished.
He Qiaoyun was also stunned, and her face inexplicably flushed.
Feng Jiashu led her out of the ward with a flourish, and they walked downstairs together before letting go of each other's hands.
In the sweltering heat of summer, He Qiaoyun seemed frozen in place by the wave of heat, her palms damp with sweat.
Feng Jiashu said, "He Qiaoyun, I think I need to be your boyfriend for a while longer. According to what you said, they will definitely still be unwilling to give up and keep bothering you."
He Qiaoyun couldn't hear anything he was saying; her mind was still stuck on his words. She nodded at everything he said, saying, "Okay."
Feng Jiashu beamed with joy, "Then it's settled."
"Huh?" He Qiaoyun finally realized what she meant. "What did you just say?"
Feng Jiashu sighed and said, "I said we should maintain our boyfriend-girlfriend relationship for a while longer so we can keep them in the dark."
He Qiaoyun couldn't help but think of the time they had just held hands, and her ears burned. She hesitated, "Wouldn't that be a bit too much trouble for you...?"
He's clearly over fifty years old and has seen it all, but when I'm with him, my brain suddenly goes blank.
Xu Hui is right, she is really easy to fall for pig butchering scams.
Feng Jiashu observed her expression and said with a smile, "You are Tian Tian's savior, this little favor is nothing at all."
He Qiaoyun calmed down, gently rubbed the hand that had been held, and replied, "Then thank you."
Finally, she asked, "How is Tian Tian doing lately?"
Feng Jiashu's raised eyebrows lowered, and his expression became serious.
He clearly remembered that Tian Tian used to be a chubby, innocent, and lively child. But in the past six months or so, he didn't know what had happened. She stopped eating, became thinner, and became extremely withdrawn. She didn't like making friends at school, and even the psychologist couldn't figure it out. He could only tell him to spend more time with the child and not put too much pressure on her.
Tian Tian is only six years old. He only wants her to grow up healthy and happy. Where does the pressure come from...?
Seeing his dejected mood, He Qiaoyun asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Tian Tian?"
Feng Jiashu snapped out of his daze and shook his head helplessly. "It's nothing."
He Qiaoyun suddenly remembered something and asked, "Does Tian Tian usually live with you?"
Feng Jiashu nodded. "Tian Tian is actually my sister's child. After she died in a car accident, I became Tian Tian's guardian. I just tell others that Tian Tian is my daughter."
He Qiaoyun asked in surprise, "Does Tian Tian know?"
“I know, I talked to her about it, and she accepted it,” Feng Jiashu smiled again. “I don’t have any children. She is my sister’s child, so she is also my child.”
Even if he kept it a secret, someone would still whisper it to Tian Tian.
It's better to make things clear now.
"You've never been married?" she asked instinctively, then realized she'd spoken too quickly, so she gave an awkward laugh and said, "Sorry."
“It’s okay. I’ve been married before, but I don’t have any children. I was too busy with work and neglected my family. I divorced my ex-wife peacefully. After that, I was too busy to have time to cultivate a relationship. A marriage that you’re not prepared for is irresponsible and hurtful to anyone. So, I wasted year after year and never remarried.”
Hearing his words, He Qiaoyun felt a sense of peace and tranquility, as if he had seen through the illusions of the world. If he were to acquire a Buddhist rosary, he could instantly attain Buddhahood.
Feng Jiashu was merely recounting some old stories and personal experiences.
He Qiaoyun had originally intended to ask him other questions, but his topic led her astray, and for a moment she couldn't think of what she wanted to ask.