Chapter 1789: Chapter 1788: New Year’s Eve
Gu Qiaoqiao!
No matter how sweetly Chu Chengfeng speaks, it can’t separate her from that woman; she will make her taste the bitter fruit of meddling.
Then, with hatred in her heart, she thought, Chang Jiansheng, this person can indeed be utilized well.
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On New Year’s Eve, the lively Gu Garden welcomed two guests, one from Sky Sea City named Yun Luo, and the other was Chang Qing.
His task was already completed, and after submitting all reports, he was given half a month off starting from New Year’s Eve.
He decided to spend this Spring Festival at Gu Garden, as he had long considered it his home. The initial awkwardness had vanished entirely over the years.
He hadn’t expected after more than a year away from the Imperial Capital that Sister Qiaoqiao now had two little ones, and he himself was honored with the title of uncle, expressing countless mixed emotions which ultimately turned into boundless joy.
He felt as if he had truly become part of the family, with his own relatives.
The business at Yubao Square in Jinling City was thriving; last year Gu Muran didn’t go home for the New Year, but this year she returned with her brother.
Initially, it seemed that Gu Garden would be less lively this year, but with Chang Qing back, and a new addition, Yun Luo, Gu Garden bustled with activity again.
Qianqian and Zishu were also on holiday, and Luo Fan stayed at Gu Garden whenever he wasn’t busy. But since it was New Year’s Eve, family had to be together to usher in the new year.
Therefore, Luo Fan didn’t come.
Yun Luo initially wanted to spend the New Year with Granddad, but upon knowing her wife’s truth, Yun Family’s elder wasn’t preparing for the New Year.
Though the perpetrators had received their deserved punishment.
He still brought Yun Luo to the Imperial Capital, while he visited old friends.
Yun Luo wasn’t aware of whose house Granddad went to; if he didn’t tell her certain things, she wouldn’t ask. Yet, she felt comfortable staying at Gu Garden.
Because here she had her old friend Gu Junbai and newly acquainted Chang Qing.
Yun Luo had heard of Chang Qing’s name quite some time ago.
After all, Gu Junbai once asked people from her clan, in another universe, to bring him back if they encountered Chang Qing. However, there have been no updates so far.
Gu Junbai briefly explained, and she understood the rationale, hence when looking at Chang Qing, there was an inexplicable curiosity in her eyes.
Yun Luo couldn’t imagine that a slightly older Chang Qing than now would be so obsessed that he would be trapped in time and insist on returning to the past.
One must know that sometimes when time and space create gaps, it requires the right timing, location, and cooperation, with many factors at play, whereby none can be missing.
Much like the affairs of the Gu Family, if not for the Mysterious Dragon Box and Gu Junbai, merely Chang Qing alone might not have been able; luckily, all were aligned with perfect timing to initiate this process anew.
But these opportunities are oftentimes one in a billion, occurring by sheer chance rather than pursuit.
Considering the laws of that world, the future Chang Qing had been trapped in that space for almost fifty years.
Therefore, when Yun Luo knew that the handsome young man before her was Chang Qing, she circled him once.
They were in the living room; seeing as it was winter with biting cold outside, everyone felt strange about Yun Luo’s actions.
Only Gu Junbai understood what was going on.
And Ling Nan, who naturally understood.
Yet the traditionally honest Ling Nan blinked, looking at Chang Qing with sympathetic eyes.
Having spent months in Sky Sea City, after the initial impression, he realized that Yun Luo was truly a little demon indeed.
No, considering her age, she should be a seasoned demon.
Oftentimes it’s ineffable; when she teases you, you can’t express your helplessness.
Moreover, one thing Ling Nan dreaded was, unlike his uncle, Yun Luo was truly ruthless within the Mystic Sect.
Her means of dealing with her so-called Yun Family relatives were spine-chilling.
Now that Chang Qing was her target, Ling Nan silently hoped — Chang Qing, you can only hope for luck; some things I genuinely can’t tell you, as you wouldn’t understand even if told.
But with Gu Junbai present, Yun Luo couldn’t truly do anything to Chang Qing; it was merely curiosity.
After all, Yun Luo is someone who distinguishes grievances clearly; Chang Qing had not offended her, thus she wouldn’t treat him like others.
Gu Junbai seemed to have already imagined a myriad of scenarios Ling Nan conjured up here, warning him with a glance; some matters, despite mutual understanding, are never spoken of outright, tacitly understood among each other hence certain secrets should be kept unknown.
Lian Yuhong and Zhao Yuxiang were busy in the kitchen; daughters who married would naturally spend New Year at their in-laws, yet return on the first day. Even though customary in the North is visiting the maternal home on the second day, here, the visit occurs on the first day since it isn’t far away, observing ma
So now Gu Qianqian was helping Lian Yuhong.
Gu Qianqian is twenty this year; watching her graceful daughter, Lian Yuhong smiled warmly, saying, "Qianqian, tomorrow morning you go to Qin Family’s Courtyard..."
Gu Qianqian, while picking vegetables, puzzledly asked, "Mom, didn’t my sister say she and her husband were driving over with Xiao Bao and Xiao Bei? Why should I go?"
"Your sister alone isn’t conveniently managing Xiao Bao and Xiao Bei, you might help carry some things."
"Sis won’t be staying here."
"I know she’s not staying, but those kids need plenty of things."
"With my brother-in-law there, would I not just be a spare bulb?"
"You kid, I find you more rebellious as you grow older."
Lian Yuhong reflected, her daughter had a point.
Yet she chuckled and teased her daughter.
Then, recalling something, she asked, "Qianqian, is Luo Fan coming tomorrow?"
Gu Qianqian rolled her eyes helplessly, "Oh mom, I’ve told you several times, Luo Fan is coming tomorrow. Are you hitting menopause now? Why’s your memory so bad?"
Lian Yuhong reached to tap her daughter’s head, banteringly saying, "Brat, who talks like that about their mom? I’m nowhere near menopause, far from it, just confirming; after all, Luo Fan’s family has many relatives, heard his parents returned from abroad too, uncertain if they would let Luo Fan visit on the first day?"
Lian Yuhong’s concern was reasonable.
Luo Fan gave New Year’s gifts a week ago, and his parents hadn’t returned from abroad then until yesterday.
