Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Heaven Is Jealous of a Genius, and He Is Doomed
"Alright, whatever Jiaojiao says, goes." Mr. Ren looked at Gu Jiaojiao with exceptional affection.
Gu Jiaojiao was completely focused on inserting the silver needles, while Mr. Ren watched her without blinking.
A moment later, after she finished with the silver needles, Gu Jiaojiao looked up. Mr. Ren quickly shut his eyes, feigning sleep.
His loose eyelids were trembling, and Gu Jiaojiao shook her head, amused.
As long as "she" had memories, this grandfather and her two uncles had always openly shown their affection and concern for her, making no effort to hide it.
Even the naive "she" could have seen it, and their attitude never changed, not even after they learned she shared no blood with them.
The Ren family men made no distinction in their treatment of the real and false young ladies, showing no signs of favoritism or distance.
This was Gu Jiaojiao’s first time seeing her two Ren family uncles since she had arrived in this world, and honestly, she didn’t know how she should act around them.
If they needed help with something, as long as it wasn’t too outrageous, Gu Jiaojiao was willing to assist them.
’But to call them ’Uncle’... I don’t know if I can bring myself to say it!’
It wasn’t for any particular reason. They just felt like strangers.
Gu Jiaojiao was lost in thought, her eyes staring blankly at Mr. Ren. Since he was only pretending to be asleep, he thought his granddaughter had been watching him the whole time.
He pretended to have just woken up and said with a chuckle, "Jiaojiao, you’ve worked so hard lately!"
"Grandpa, you’re being too formal. I would have treated anyone in your position." ’I just would have charged them directly, that’s all.’
However, Mr. Ren had given her plenty of treasures, so when Gu Jiaojiao spoke to him, the corners of her eyes crinkled with a smile.
Mr. Ren: "..." ’And here I thought Jiaojiao treated me differently!’
"Jiaojiao, our meeting was fate. Blood ties really aren’t that important. It’s my fault for not raising my daughter well!"
Mr. Ren’s voice was tinged with a world-weary sorrow that naturally evoked pity in anyone who heard it.
Hearing this, Gu Jiaojiao’s eyes reddened slightly. Looking at the sorrowful old hero before her, she decided to say a few comforting words.
"Grandpa, you can’t blame your daughter for everything. Everyone has hurdles in their heart they can’t overcome; some people are just a bit more rational about it."
"Jiaojiao, you are not only kind and magnanimous, but also remarkably perceptive. If that mother and daughter were half as clear-headed as you, I could die without regrets!"
Ren Cuiping was being guarded by bodyguards to prevent her from coming downstairs, but she couldn’t help but hide in the second-floor hallway to eavesdrop.
The conversation between the grandfather and granddaughter left her in tears. She covered her mouth, afraid of crying out loud.
She had only favored her biological daughter a little more, and in the end, it had led to a divorce!
She had once scoffed at books that said spoiling a child excessively would lead to irreversible consequences. Now, she could only swallow the bitter fruit of her actions alone.
Uncle Song of the Song Family was a master opportunist. He heard that the two sons of the Ren family were coming to Qing City.
By the time he got the news, they were reportedly already approaching the entrance to the compound. Uncle Song immediately called Song Zijin, telling him to come home and get Sheng Yueyue all dressed up.
They were to wait together at the gate to the Ren family’s house. If there had been time, he would have wanted his son and daughter-in-law to wait at the entrance to the entire compound.
Sheng Yueyue had been confined by the Song family for several days, and no amount of thick white powder foundation could hide the sullen, haggard look on her face.
Her relationship with her maternal grandfather and uncles from the Ren family was mediocre, both in her past life and her current one.
In her past life, Gu Jiaojiao had enabled Song Zijin to live a life of boundless glory, and the Ren family hadn’t interacted with her much.
She had married poorly, but the Ren family didn’t look down on her. On the contrary, they pitied her and gave her even more money and gifts than they gave Gu Jiaojiao.
Therefore, in this life, after being reborn, Sheng Yueyue wasn’t in a hurry to build a good relationship with the Ren family.
When she got married, the Ren family had only sent one representative, but they had given the largest cash gift.
「At the gate of the Ren family’s house」
Sheng Yueyue waited with an impatient look on her face. Just looking at Sheng Yueyue made Song Zijin’s skin crawl.
As the couple suffered in torment, they saw the most fashionable sedans of the day slowly approaching the gate of the Ren family’s house.
Eldest Uncle Ren sat in the back seat with his eldest son, a driver was at the wheel, and a secretary sat in the front passenger seat.
The second Ren uncle brought two secretaries and a driver. The group of eight arrived in two cars.
Eldest Uncle Ren’s son, Ren Fangyu, was twenty-six years old. He had been married for three years but had no children because he had contracted a strange illness three years ago.
As the eleventh-generation successor of the Ren family, Ren Fangyu was outstanding in every respect. But heaven is jealous of heroes; his life was about to be cut short.
The main purpose of their trip to Qing City was to try their luck and see if they could manage to hire Divine Doctor Su Shuo.
Song Zijin had dated Gu Jiaojiao for many years, so he recognized the two Ren uncles and their eldest cousin.
He was already deceptively handsome, and when he put on an act, his pair of romantic "peach blossom" eyes could make even a dog look like the object of his deepest affection.
The sky was blue and the sun was high overhead. He wore a white shirt, black bell-bottoms, and black leather shoes.
Holding Sheng Yueyue’s hand with a gentle smile on his face, he looked exceptionally charming, which improved the irritable Sheng Yueyue’s mood considerably.
When he saw the people getting out of the car, he immediately went up to greet them. "Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle, Eldest Cousin! You must be tired from your journey. Yueyue and I came here specifically to wait for you."
Song Zijin greeted all three of them in succession, his expression as emotional as if he were seeing his own mother.
Eldest Uncle Ren simply nodded and strode toward the house, with the others following close behind.
"You’re Song Zijin?" Eldest Uncle Ren’s voice was low and full of authority, betraying no hint of pleasure, anger, or interest.
Song Zijin nodded like a chicken pecking at grain. "Yes, that’s right. I’m Song Zijin..."
In the time it took for that brief exchange, the group had reached the living room doorway. Song Zijin had long since let go of Sheng Yueyue’s hand.
Her uncles acted as if they hadn’t even seen her.
Sheng Yueyue was about to explode. ’Damn it, are my uncles really going to treat me like I’m invisible?’
The feeling of being ignored threw Sheng Yueyue into a foul mood. A living, breathing person like her, completely disregarded by them.
Just as Sheng Yueyue was stewing in her anger, she heard three voices cry out in pleasant surprise, "Jiaojiao, you’re here too!"
"Jiaojiao, Second Uncle hasn’t seen you in so long."
"Jiaojiao, do you still remember your eldest cousin?"
Gu Jiaojiao followed the voices and looked up to see several men striding briskly toward the living room.
The one in the lead was a man in his fifties with a square jaw, thick brows, and piercing eyes. He had a commanding and imposing presence.
Following him was a middle-aged man in a crisp military uniform, and behind him was a handsome young man.
The young man was tall and slender with a well-built, upright posture. His dark eyes were as bright and deep as lacquer, enough to make anyone fall for him at a single glance.
He wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, and this was the first thing Gu Jiaojiao noticed.
’She could tell at a glance they were special. They must have been blessed by a master, capable of nurturing one’s health, clearing the mind, dispelling evil, and attracting wealth and good fortune.’
They all looked over at Gu Jiaojiao, their eyes holding a cautious, almost apprehensive expression.
Gu Jiaojiao greeted them without any sense of unfamiliarity or distance. Her voice was crisp and cheerful. "Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle, Eldest Cousin, long time no see."
