Chapter 8: Face the Gale

Afraid of being rejected by the protective Guo Lan, Rong Qingqing, a guest who makes herself at home, didn't wait for an invitation and carried her luggage into the elevator. She pressed the button for the fourth floor and went upstairs. After the elevator doors had closed, Guo Lan came to her senses. "Did she just go up?" Guo Lan asked Nanny Zhao beside her, doubting whether she had just imagined it. Nanny Zhao was also taken aback, and after a while, she murmured softly. "Miss Qingqing's personality has changed quite a bit after coming back, I suppose the actions of the two Old Masters had quite a big impact on Miss Qingqing." Thinking of the time when Rong Qingqing and Shen Xingwei were a blissful couple pained Guo Lan's head. Speaking of this, not only was it unfair to their own son, but it was actually unfair to this innocent young lady too. "Let it be, let it be, it's no point to argue with a young girl. In this matter, which of us isn't aggrieved?" "Ah Jue has that kind of personality; if Rong Qingqing can't stand it after staying for two days, she will move somewhere else herself." Guo Lan sighed and did not interfere further. Upstairs, Rong Qingqing followed the System's prompt to find Shen Jue's room and stopped at the room beside his. Looking at the tightly closed door next to her, Rong Qingqing curled her lips, squinting her eyes and staring at the door. "Face the storm, Shen Jue!" Rong Qingqing laughed wildly inside herself, "Revenge for a woman can wait ten years, the ancients did not deceive me!" After indulging in her delight, Rong Qingqing leisurely pushed her suitcase and entered the room. The Shen Family was large and prosperous, living in a property called Shen Manor, with Old Master Shen having his own house. The two sons each had their own house in the manor, not disturbing each other if they didn't visit. If there was any matter, the proximity made it easier to look after each other. Of course, looking after each other was the kind wish Old Master Shen initially had in mind. Rong Qingqing opened the window, clicked her tongue, and looking at the current situation, mutual care seemed unlikely. "Host has successfully checked in, life extended by two hours! Current life remaining is 12 hours, starting well, Host keep it up!" Listening to the cheerful report and encouragement from the System in her mind, Rong Qingqing snorted proudly and turned around to inspect the room. The room was not small, estimated to be over thirty square meters, with its own bathroom and a small wardrobe, making it very convenient to live in. "Luxurious." Rong Qingqing exaggeratedly praised and then lay on the bed, staring blankly. Rong Qingqing unintentionally fell asleep in her daze, and was awakened by Nanny Zhao's knocking. "Miss Qingqing, you can come downstairs for dinner now." Nanny Zhao smiled at Rong Qingqing who opened the door, with a very amicable attitude, "Miss Qiaoqiao has also arrived home." Rong Qingqing responded with an "oh," casually tied up her hair, and followed Nanny Zhao out. At the door, Rong Qingqing instinctively looked back at the room next to Shen Jue's. Nanny Zhao was smart and saw Rong Qingqing's expression, knowing what she was thinking, quickly said, "Young Master has already gone downstairs." Rong Qingqing pouted; did he not know she was staying in this room? Or did he know but deliberately not call her? Downstairs, Rong Qingqing followed Nanny Zhao to the dining room, where Guo Lan and her two children were already seated at the table, clearly waiting for Rong Qingqing. "Sister Qingqing." Shen Qiao greeted proactively upon seeing Rong Qingqing. Casually asking, "Why did you suddenly return to the country? Didn't you mention you were going to see a very important art exhibition in a few days?"