Chapter 1790: Chapter 1789: Why Do I Notice You Especially Like Blocking Chang Qing’s Path?
Though the matter involving the two children has been settled.
It must be said that it was orchestrated entirely by Old Master Luo and Grandma Luo.
During this time, Luo Fan’s parents haven’t appeared, leaving Lian Yuhong feeling somewhat uneasy.
But she knows that in the Luo Family, Old Master Luo is the one who calls the shots.
His word is almost law.
So Father Luo and Mother Luo’s opinions amount to nothing. Nonetheless, she hopes her daughter won’t be criticized by them over this marriage.
In her eyes, her daughter is perfect in every way.
Moreover, Lian Yuhong has heard from others that those Huaxia people who live abroad often carry an air of superiority over those who remain in the country.
They’re adept at looking down on others and, in their ingrained impressions, the Huaxia Country is still as backward and impoverished as it used to be, unaware of how rapidly it’s developed now...
Even though Family Luo returned yesterday, they should at least propose a meeting between the parents for a meal. It’s almost the New Year, but surely there’s time for a phone call.
Her daughter is still in college, with a simplistic mindset, coddled by her parents at home and indulged extravagantly by her sister Gu Qiaoqiao. Except for some past incidents, these few years have been smooth sailing for her, so there’s still a bit of uncertainty in Lian Yuhong’s heart.
Indeed, Gu Qianqian doesn’t care about these things; she’s never thought about them since being with Brother Luo Fan.
Father Luo and Mother Luo live far abroad, so much so that there’s hardly been any phone contact. For some reason, they’re seldom mentioned within the Luo Family.
It’s as if this pair of spouses doesn’t exist.
Gu Qianqian knows that Luo Fan has a sister and a brother, both of whom are abroad, leaving only him returning with Old Master Luo.
But this is distant; Gu Qianqian doesn’t want to consider it. She smiles at her mother, who is worrying herself sick, walks over and hugs her, affectionately saying, "Mom, don’t worry, with Grandpa Luo here, nothing will happen. Besides, your daughter is excellent. Anyone picking on me lacks vision; I won’t even bother with them."
She said this while raising her chin in a proud little manner.
No matter how old children get, they’re still like kids in front of their parents. Currently, this is exactly Gu Qianqian.
Zhao Yuxiang stands beside, somewhat envious, but comes to terms thinking that at her age, having another child would mean she’d be pushing seventy or eighty by the time the child reached Gu Qianqian’s age. If they are alive it’s fine, but if they’re gone, the remaining child, though taken care of by the Gu Family, would be lonely and pitiful.
So let it be; besides, Qiaoqiao mentioned that childbirth at an older age is too dangerous.
In her eyes, Qiaoqiao, Qianqian, and Zishu are no different from her own children.
And there’s also Chang Qing. Her mother has suggested that if she has no children in the future, she should consider formally acknowledging Chang Qing as a godchild.
Zhao Yuxiang is very fond of Chang Qing and understands their family background. Even acknowledging godparenthood wouldn’t affect Chang Qing in the slightest; that bond with the Chang Family has long been severed.
Therefore, there’s nothing to worry about; if she really acknowledges Chang Qing as a godchild, Zhao Yuxiang feels as if she’s getting the better end of the bargain. After all, Chang Qing’s reputation is growing far and wide; even if not publicly acknowledged, everyone who understands knows the significance.
As she chops vegetables, she asks Gu Qianqian, "Qianqian, what’s Chang Qing doing inside?"
She has been busy in the kitchen, so she hasn’t had a chance to speak since Chang Qing got back.
"Auntie, Chang Qing, Zishu, and that person called Yun Luo are all playing Chinese checkers together."
"Qianqian, it’s rare you’re on holiday; don’t stay in the kitchen. Go play with them." Lian Yuhong urges her daughter.
"Precisely because it’s a rare holiday, I want to spend more time with you all."
Gu Qianqian smiles as she says this.
"Qianqian is just like Qiaoqiao, so considerate it’s touching," Zhao Yuxiang praises from the side.
Lian Yuhong smiles, "These two girls of mine, honestly, when they were young, I spoiled them quite a bit; there were folks who said a girl would become someone else’s family after marriage, so why spoil them? But I didn’t care; I chose to pamper my daughters..."
Gu Qianqian gives a thumbs up, "You’re the best mom in the world!"
Lian Yuhong laughs heartily within the kitchen.
Meanwhile, the living room mirrors a similar atmosphere.
Yun Luo, who has gradually returned to her true nature, is quite similar in temperament to Xiao Wen, though she appears slightly younger; both love to eat, play, and create mischief.
At this time, the three of them are playing Chinese checkers, with Xiao Wen watching beside them.
As she watches, she notices a peculiar phenomenon. She lifts her head, glances at Yun Luo, and with a teasing smile says, "Yun Luo, why do I notice you specifically enjoy blocking Chang Qing’s path?"
Yun Luo chuckles and raises her eyebrows, "Sister Xiao Wen, you caught that."
She brazenly admits it.
Gu Zishu frowns slightly, treating the checkers board as a minor battlefield, then he notices that Yun Luo is practically blocking all of Chang Qing’s potential moves, incidentally blocking his as well.
He says, "Yun Luo, that’s not very sporting of you."
"Zishu little classmate, how am I being unsporting?"
Gu Zishu blushes, muttering, "What are you talking about? You’re younger than me, why call me ’little classmate’?"
"Calling you, ask Uncle, isn’t it fitting calling you little classmate?" Yun Luo is naturally sociable and quickly gets acquainted with the Members of the Gu Family.
Without waiting for Gu Junbai to speak, Ling Nan, watching the fun, chuckles, "In some aspects, calling you little classmate is fairly appropriate."
Gu Zishu doesn’t want to argue with them, snorts coldly, "Yun Luo, what you’re doing is mutually detrimental, the classic case of ’killing eight hundred enemies at the cost of a thousand of your own.’
"Zishu, you’re too clever. That’s exactly the outcome I’m aiming for."
"Then you’re just cheating, aren’t you? Can we play the game properly?"
But at this moment, Chang Qing remains silent, focusing intensely on the checkers board, suddenly moving his piece to the right side.
Noticing an opening ahead, Gu Zishu quickly leaps over, blocking that part of the path.
Chinese checkers is indeed fun, encountering such a rogue player, who doesn’t focus on progressing but blocks you instead, leading to frustration and irritation, tempting you to flip the whole board over.
That’s exactly Yun Luo’s style.
Xiao Wen observes them, smiling, having a sense that Yun Luo is deliberately teasing Chang Qing.
