A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 685 I Can Take Care of Mr. Qi Instead of Her

"You don't know how to like someone, but that person didn't choose you, but chose someone who is inferior to you and whose education is ten times worse than yours. That feeling of frustration and unwillingness."

"However, someone in the Mu family will understand how I feel."

She will find this person to help herself.

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After Yao Qingshuang walked down the stairs, she went to the kitchen on the first floor as usual.

It is her custom to cook a bowl of tremella and red date soup for the old lady herself every day.

Now, as if nothing had happened, she came to the door of the old lady with this bowl of white fungus soup.

After knocking on the door, the old lady's displeased voice came from inside after a long time.

"Shuang'er, don't bring soup over today, I don't want to drink it today."

"Auntie."

Yao Qingshuang's eyes were red, and her voice was sobbing.

Holding the soup, he knelt down slowly, and just knelt upright at the door.

The door was actually ajar, and Yao Yifeng inside the door was sitting on a chair, looking through the crack of the door to Yao Qingshuang kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face.

My heart couldn't help but soften.

After all, Yao Qingshuang is the child she brought up since she was a child, and her personality and temper are really similar to her when she was young.

Including every word and deed, she strictly abides by the etiquette rules of a lady, just like when she was young, she is also called the No. 1 girl in Jiangcheng by the aristocratic circle.

The old lady really loved Yao Qingshuang from the bottom of her heart, and she felt distressed.

"Shuang'er, do you know what you did wrong today?"

Seeing her kneeling for a long time, Yao Yifeng walked to the door and slowly picked her up with one hand.

"Qingshuang was wrong, today Qingshuang lost the Yao family."

"It's not for this. You can like Mr. Qi, but you can't be jealous."

Yao Yifeng sighed.

Yao Qingshuang glanced at her face, took a spoonful of white fungus soup, and brought it to her lips.

Softly.

"Grandma, when I knew that I might marry Mr. Qi, I was overjoyed. Later, I heard that he was going to marry Li Man, a TV host."

"It's okay for Li Man, although her background is a bit worse than our Yao family, but she behaves elegantly and dignifiedly. She is worthy of Mr. Qi."

"But, but Su Xiaoya...she..."

Taking a timid look at the old lady, Yao Qingshuang wisely did not speak ill of Su Xiaoya directly.

"I've always felt that Mr. Qi should be the best match."

"nonsense!"

The old lady put on a serious face and directly pushed the bowl away from her hand.

"Qingshuang, some things cannot be forced. Besides, what Qi Muchen likes is none of your business!"

"Auntie!"

Yao Qingshuang's heart trembled, she put the tremella soup on the table, and knelt down again.

Tears flowed down my face.

"Grandma, you should know the feeling of liking someone best."

"I just thought it would be nice to be humble by his side. I really don't expect Mr. Qi to fall in love with me, and, Auntie, I swear, I really don't dare to rob Miss Xiaoya."

"I just think, if, if Miss Ya is willing to agree, I will keep my situation low. Now that Miss Ya is pregnant, and Mr. Qi dotes on her so much, if she becomes pregnant again in the future, it is inconvenient to serve Qi." Sir, I, I can take care of Mr. Qi instead of her."

"Even after they went to the imperial capital together, I can stay in Jiangcheng, as long as he comes to see me."

These words made the old lady's eyes widen in surprise, and her voice trembled a little.

"Shuang'er, after all, you are the daughter of the Yao family, a famous lady in Jiangcheng, how can you say such, such shameless words."

(End of this chapter)