readytorunbook Chapter 73 Did Father Like Mother?
Chapter 73 Did Father Like Mother?
study.
Zizhu stood guard at the door and was slightly taken aback when she saw Qiu Yueli walking towards the study.
Miss Qiu? Why would she come to Qinglan Courtyard so late at night?
"I was sent by Lady Hou to deliver soup to my cousin Yanli," Qiu Yueli explained softly when she saw his hesitation.
Inside the room, Xie Yanli sat at his desk, a brush in his long, slender, fair hand, writing a document with his head down.
Hearing the door creak open, the corners of his lips curved into a smile.
I just delivered medicinal food yesterday, and they're here again today...
Without raising his eyebrows, he asked, "Is it still medicinal cuisine today?"
Even he didn't notice that his voice had unconsciously become much softer.
But Qiu Yueli noticed it, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Two days ago, my cousin Yanli was always cold and unapproachable when he spoke, but today he was so gentle with me.
Sure enough, her cousin Yanli treated her differently...
Qiu Yueli spoke in a soft, sweet voice, "Cousin Yanli, I made you ginseng soup, not medicinal cuisine."
Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Xie Yanli abruptly looked up, his eyes instantly turning icy. "How is it you?"
Qiu Yueli was startled by his cold gaze, and her voice trembled slightly involuntarily.
"It's always been me, Cousin Yanli..."
Xie Yanli's face immediately turned cold, his eyes as deep and dark as an abyss.
This woman first deliberately danced on his way back, and now she's bringing him ginseng soup.
It's like a fly buzzing in my ear, so annoying.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiu Yueli was secretly delighted. The young master Xie's attitude towards her was still good, so she definitely had a chance.
She smiled and gracefully walked to his side, placing the food box on the table, preparing to bring out the ginseng soup she had made herself.
However, as soon as she opened the food box, an extremely cold voice rang out.
"Get out." Xie Yanli's dark eyes suddenly widened, his disgust as cold and piercing as a physical object.
Qiu Yueli froze abruptly, momentarily thinking she had misheard.
Her hand, resting on the food box, trembled slightly, and her lips murmured, "Cousin Yanli..."
Her eyes gradually reddened, and she bit her lower lip tightly until a row of clear teeth marks appeared on her pink lips, making her look very pitiful.
However, Xie Yanli saw this and became even more annoyed.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice cold and devoid of warmth, "Get out."
Qiu Yueli's face turned pale. Now she really understood. She bit her lip until it bled, and a bloody taste filled her mouth.
"Yes..." she said, her voice trembling with tears, her eyes red as she walked out of the room.
Granny Song had been keeping an eye on the study, and when she saw Qiu Yueli's appearance, she immediately rushed to the main house with great joy.
“Miss, you are truly a prophet!” Granny Song said excitedly. “Miss Qiu had just entered the young master’s study when she came out crying a short while later.”
Qin Jiuwei merely curved her lips into a slight smile upon hearing this, as if it were something she had expected.
Only those who have never truly met Xie Yanli would think they have a chance to win his heart.
But in reality, that person was like an ice cube, impossible to warm up.
In the study, Xie Yanli recalled Qiu Yueli's sudden intrusion earlier, his eyes turning as cold as ice.
"Zizhu," he called out, raising his voice.
As soon as Zizhu entered the room, she felt the chill in the air and her heart skipped a beat.
He stood trembling in front of Xie Yanli, not daring to raise his head.
Xie Yanli stared at Zizhu, his voice as cold as ice: "I have ordered that no unauthorized persons are allowed to enter the study. Why was she able to enter?"
Zizhu's body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
“Miss Qiu said that it was Lady Hou who sent her here, and I dared not stop her.” He pursed his lips. “I know I was wrong, please forgive me, sir.”
"I'll deduct three months' pay from your salary as a lesson. If you fail in your duties again, I won't let you off easily," Xie Yanli said coldly.
"Yes, I will never dare to let any unauthorized persons into the Prince's study again."
After speaking, Zizhu paused and asked, "Then, if the young mistress... comes to deliver the soup..."
"What do you think?" Xie Yanli's dark eyes suddenly widened.
Zizhu immediately nodded, "I understand."
The young mistress is not just anyone; only the young mistress is allowed to enter.
He chuckled to himself, knowing he was right; the young master treated his young mistress differently.
Qinglan Courtyard wasn't very big, so the three children naturally knew about Qiu Yueli's commotion.
Xie Jing walked out of the house and called over the servants at the entrance of Qinglan Courtyard.
His voice was gentle and pleasant, but his words were unquestionable: "Don't let any shady characters into the courtyard in the future. This is Qinglan Courtyard, not a restaurant or teahouse where anyone can come in."
Xie Jing looked at the attendant, his voice rising a few decibels, "Did you understand?"
The servant immediately nodded and said, "Yes, Young Master Jing, I understand."
Although they are not biologically related, Young Master Jing's personality is exactly the same as Young Madam's.
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingchun leaned closer and asked in confusion, "Second brother, you seem to dislike Miss Qiu."
His second brother was always gentle and polite to everyone, and this was the first time he had ever seen him treat someone like this.
But Xie Jing was staring in the direction Qiu Yueli had left. "Because this woman has taken a liking to Father."
"What do you mean?" Xie Jue blinked, looking completely bewildered.
Does "seeing" mean "to look at" or "to see"? Then he can see his father too.
Xie Jing glanced at the short, chubby boy next to him and explained calmly, "What she likes is that she wants to be our mother."
"Ah! No!" Xie Jue understood now and immediately started crying.
He doesn't want anyone else to be his mother! Waaaaah! I need some tonic!
Xie Jing was most afraid of his third brother crying, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, Father doesn't like her."
Xie Jue breathed a sigh of relief, but soon a new question arose, "Does Father like Mother?"