Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Before I knew it, the sports car stopped.

"We're here." Ling Che reminded.

Qiao Ruyi came to her senses and looked out the car window, and the three words "Qiao Mansion" appeared in front of her.

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

There were many servants standing at the door, and it was quite a scene.

She saw her stepmother Li Ling at a glance.

Li Ling was wearing a royal blue satin cheongsam with an expensive white pearl necklace around her neck. Her carefully styled curly hair was neatly tied up. Although she was over 40, her face was still well-maintained and she had exquisite makeup on.

She stood there with a smile on her face, looking like a mother waiting for her daughter to come home.

When she opened the door and got out of the car, Qiu Gui quickly came over to greet her, smiling from ear to ear, "Miss, son-in-law."

Qiu Gui is over fifty years old and his hair has become a few grayer than the last time we met.

Ever since Qiao Ruyi could remember, he had been the housekeeper of the Qiao family.

Decades have passed in a flash.

Li Ling replaced all the servants in the Qiao family, except for the housekeeper Qiu Gui.

Qiao Ruyi said in a gentle tone: "Uncle Gui, how are you feeling recently?"

"Thanks to my young lady's husband, I'm still strong."

Qiu Gui took a step forward and whispered, "Miss, Mr. Qiao has been waiting for a long time."

"Qiu Gui, what are you doing?"

Li Ling stood on the steps, a smile on her face, but her voice rose a little, "Is it appropriate to let my son-in-law stay outside in such hot weather?"

As she spoke, she set her sights on Qiao Ruyi again. "The eldest daughter of the Qiao family is just so proud. She doesn't go home more than twice a year, and when she does, there's a whole bunch of people waiting outside. Don't you agree, Ruyi?"

From a few steps away, Qiao Ruyi stared at Li Ling's smiling face.

She sneered to herself.

The last time she went back to the Qiao family alone, only Uncle Gui was waiting at the door, and the others seemed to be blind and couldn't see her.

This time there is such a grand ceremony. Does Li Ling really think that it is to welcome her, the eldest daughter of the Qiao family?

Haha, they are just afraid of the Ling CEO who is beside her.

She curled her lips and naturally took Ling Che's arm, "Hubby, let's go."

Ling Che glanced sideways at the delicate hand resting on his arm, a slight smile of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth as he let her hold his arm and walk inside.

When passing by Li Ling, Qiao Ruyi stopped.

Then she smiled softly and looked at Li Ling, "Auntie Li, can you call these dozen people a big group? You didn't see it, when I went back to Ling Che's house, there were hundreds of people waiting outside. That's what you call a big event."

Seeing Li Ling's smile froze, Qiao Ruyi continued, "Of course, the Qiao family can't compare to the Ling family, and my dad naturally can't compare to Ling Che. I don't think you can experience this kind of grand scene."

Li Ling was a little embarrassed. "Ruyi, I know you've always been prejudiced against me, but I'm an elder after all. You can't talk to me like that, right? And how can you say that about your father?"

Qiao Ruyi retorted, "You even know that I'm prejudiced against you, so you should also know that I don't really want to talk to you. Besides, he's my dad, not yours. What I say about him is my business."

"you!"

Li Ling gritted her teeth, her face turning green with anger, but she couldn't lose her temper because Ling Che was present.

Ling Che listened to the two of them talking back and forth, his face remained calm, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

He had long understood Qiao Ruyi's character of bombing anyone he ordered.

"Husband," a sweet and sickly voice sounded.

Qiao Ruyi clamped her throat, held Ling Che's arm tighter, tilted her head back and smiled sweetly, "It's so sunny outside, let's go inside."

Ling Che's narrow eyes lingered on Qiao Ruyi's face for a few seconds with ambiguous expressions, and then he said "hmm" softly, took her hand in his backhand and walked into the hall.

His palm was wrapped in the warm palm, and Qiao Ruyi was dazed for a moment again.

......

The hall was filled with colorful balloons and ribbons, which was a change from the seriousness of the past and was decorated in a very childlike way.

The long mahogany table on the side was piled with exquisite gift boxes of various sizes.

The whole villa was filled with the joy of "birthday".

Qiao Ruyi put away the smile on her face and glanced calmly around the villa. She saw Qiao He sitting on the sofa, neatly dressed, holding a newspaper in his hand and steaming tea in front of him.

It looks like he has been waiting for a long time.

She sneered in her heart, what he was waiting for was his son-in-law whom he needed to rely on in the business world, not his daughter.

Seeing Qiao He looking at her, Qiao Ruyi quickly looked away.

Qiao He noticed her expression and glanced at the hands they were holding.

He put down the newspaper in his hand, took off his glasses and stood up, "Ling Che is here?"

Ling Che changed his usual arrogance and politely called out to Qiao He, "Dad."

Qiao Ruyi ignored Qiao He and went straight into the side room.

......

There is a tablet in the side room - the spirit tablet of his beloved wife Yin Rufang.

Qiao Ruyi sneered, and these eight short words were full of irony.

The woman in the black and white photo on the tablet has bright eyes and white teeth, is gentle and beautiful, and there is a bit of Qiao Ruyi's shadow between her eyebrows.

Qiao Ruyi's originally flamboyant nature was completely suppressed the moment she entered the side room.

She looked at the woman in the photo silently, her eyes misty.

Ling Che followed in at some point, his hands in his pockets, leaning lazily against the door frame, looking down at Qiao Ruyi.

Her figure was slim and stubborn, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her fair and delicate cheeks were covered with a layer of sadness.

She didn't say anything, just lit incense and then stared at the tablet in a daze.

It was a rare moment for her to be quiet.

Ling Che did not disturb her, but just looked at her quietly, catching every subtle expression on her face.

It was eerily quiet.

It was Qiao Ruyi who spoke first, her voice was very soft, "Fifteen years..."

She chuckled lightly and sarcastically, "If I hadn't looked at my mother's photos so often, I would have almost forgotten what she looked like."

She continued to herself, "Since my mother passed away, no one has celebrated my birthday like today."

It's funny to say, but the moment she entered the hall, she actually envied a six-year-old child.

Ling Che silently curled his lips, his flickering gaze always fixed on Qiao Ruyi's cheek.

"Thinking about your birthday?"

It seems like a serious inquiry.

Qiao Ruyi looked at him when she heard the voice and suddenly smiled, her eyes bright. "Will you stay with me?"

She worked overtime at the company on her birthday last year.

She celebrated her birthday two years ago alone.

Two years ago...she forgot.

She just asked casually and didn't expect Ling Che to agree.

After all, birthdays are days to commemorate her meeting with her mother.

She doesn't want to celebrate her birthday, she just misses her mom...

Ling Che didn't say anything. He walked over leisurely, lit three incense sticks, and bowed three times to Yin Rufang's tablet, like a devout believer.

Then he stood beside Qiao Ruyi, his eyes resting on her leisurely, a slight arc appeared at the corner of his lips, "It's not impossible."

Qiao Ruyi's heart softened, but she turned her head away deliberately, "Who cares?"

Ling Che smiled and said, "Qiao Ruyi, I'll accompany you on your next birthday."

Qiao Ruyi said quietly, "Don't lie in front of my mother, or you'll be punished."

Ling Che raised an eyebrow, "Retribution will also be on me, what are you afraid of?"