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Qiao Qingya chuckled.

"There's going to be a dinner at the hotel the day after tomorrow. Ruo Chu, come with me." After he finished laughing, Qiao Qingya started talking business with his daughter.

When Aunt Yu heard Qiao Qingya speak of the banquet, she had an embarrassed look on her face.

After all these years, although Qiao Qingya was sleeping with her and she was the candid concubine, he had never brought her into any social interaction. She thought that he didn't like taking women with him.

He didn't expect him to bring his daughter with him instead of her or her and Qiao Ruo Chu.

An indescribable feeling of grievance rose from within her heart, bit by bit filled with hatred.

Qiao Ruo Chu was also shocked.

I didn't think my father would say that.

She turned her head to look at Auntie Yu's expression. Seeing that she wasn't at ease, she wanted to tell her father that she should take her aunt along. But she was afraid that her father would reject her and embarrass her further, so she could only pursed her lips without saying a word.

"Buy Miss an evening dress." Qiao Qingya instructed Aunt Yu that he did not consider her feelings at all.

"Yes, master." Auntie Yu readily agreed.

So many years had passed, and Madam Yu had long since thought of herself as Qiao Ruoxi's concubine mother, meticulously taking care of her and loving her dearly. When Qiao Qingya told her that Qiao Ruo was his daughter, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife.

Qiao Ruo Chu felt her state of mind.

She didn't want to get involved with her father, so she quickly said good night and went upstairs.

It seemed like she wouldn't be able to escape from the dinner the day after tomorrow.

I wonder if Lin Junmai will behave like a gentleman in a formal setting.

She assumed all sorts of scenarios, until she felt drowsy, and then changed into a bathrobe to bathe.

The next day at school, Yao Sitong told her mysteriously that the Yao family had received an invitation from the Gu family to attend a dinner at the Hotel Xiang Cheng.

"Do you know how to dance?" she asked.

Qiao Ruochen shook her head.

Currently, all the girls in the upper class were learning to dance and play the piano. Qiao Qingya was a man after all, so he didn't consider all these. Qiao Ruo didn't even come into contact with them.

"I will, but not well." Yao Sitong whispered.

Qiao Ruoxi looked at her in admiration, her face at a loss.

She knew he would come back in the afternoon after school, and she wanted to ask him if everyone had to dance at dinner, and if he couldn't.

Unfortunately, Gu Jun didn't show up today. She waited for a long time after school, but still didn't see anyone.

On the way, she always felt that someone was following her, but when she stopped to search, she couldn't find anyone. Her heart was pounding, and she was gasping for breath as she ran to the entrance of Yanzhou Garden.

"Miss, you're back. Young Noble Zhi has been waiting for you for a long time." Seeing her come back through the bead curtain, Sun Yiyi's mother hurriedly came out to invite her in.

"Ru Chu, you're back." Gu Jun also came out, standing at the doorway and smiling as he spoke to her.

She wondered if she had come to the wrong house and did not know how to greet him.

In the living room, Aunt Yu was happily holding two paper bags. She said that she had already bought an evening gown, and Young Master Qi had sent another one over. It was really a waste of money.

Qiao Ruo Chu's eyes widened.

"Ruo Chu, this is a gift for you. Don't mention it, don't mention it." Ku Jun continued.

"Young Noble Zhi, did I say thank you?" Qiao Ruo's eyes curved into a smile.

Qiao Ruo Chu originally wanted to delay for a while, but was forced to accept Gu Jun's words.

Qiao Qingya coughed twice and attracted Qiao Ruochen's attention.

"Young Master Qi has personally come to deliver this to you. Thank you, young master." He spoke lightly of Qiao Ruo at the beginning.

Qiao Ruoxi mischievously glanced at Gu Jun and said tenderly, "This little girl thanks Young Noble Ying."

His soft voice didn't even melt Gu Jun's heart.

Qiao Qingya and Aunt Yu laughed heartily. Gu Jun's face turned red again and again.

Qiao Ruo Chu opened it to take a look. He had given her a blue silk evening gown with a white feathered yarn on it. There was a ring of small diamonds around her waist. The hem of her dress looked very clean and did not look ordinary at all.

It also seemed to fit Qiao Ruo's body.

Her face instantly turned as red as Gu Jun's, as if she was smeared with a thick layer of rouge.

Gu Jun ate dinner at the Qiao family residence and sat there for a while before taking his leave.

Qiao Ruo Chu took up the two evening gowns and examined them carefully. Aunt Yu had bought a silver-red one. It was a little old-fashioned, and the style and fabric were far inferior to the one Gu Jun had given her.

She tried it on. The silver red ones were a little too big for her to support. The royal blue ones were almost exactly the same. Only a few spots on her chest could not support it.

She secretly compared her breasts, shyly wondering if she would grow up in the future.

The next day was Saturday, and she lay in bed for a while, waiting for the birds outside to disperse before she got up and washed and dressed.

The early autumn season was neither hot nor cold, and the fragrance of the flowers in the air had already lightened by a lot. On the contrary, it had become somewhat purer, making one feel refreshed when breathing it.

Qiao Ruo Chu was wearing a homely two-layer blouse with the color of Begonia and embroidered phoenix tail bamboo. She wore a red pleated skirt that fell to her ankles. She didn't roll her hair as she strolled around the house in her slippers.

She kept feeling that someone was staring at Yanzhou Garden and she couldn't find anyone, so she could only suspect that she was being overly concerned.

Qiao Qing Ya returned in the middle of the afternoon. As soon as he entered, he took a bath and wore a black tuxedo. Qiao Ruo saw her father in formal attire for the first time and walked around him a few times. "No," she said.

Qiao Qingya was also very satisfied and urged her, "Quickly change your clothes. Today, we are all important figures. Don't be late."

Aunt Yu was wearing a tight-fitting qipao embroidered with purple and silver flowers as she stood by her father and daughter's side, looking sour.

Her skin was white and she had a certain charm to her.

Qiao Ruo wanted to tell her father to let her go with them, but she was afraid that her father would reject her, so she could only silently go upstairs to change.

She changed into a royal blue dress with slanted shoulders and rolled up her hair. Her long white neck seemed empty. After searching for a while, she found a silver necklace.

Thinking that it might be a little cold when she came back in the evening, she found a milky white tasseled shawl and wrapped it around her. She looked at herself in the mirror.

Qiao Qingya was happy to see his daughter's coquettish appearance. He reached out his hand for his daughter to hold, and happily went out.

Aunty Yu watched their backs as tears rolled down her face.

The hotel's doors were filled with famous cars bought in Shanghai, and a Plymouth, the same type as the President's, was parked there in a dazzling display of its owner's grandeur. Outsiders could tell from these cars that the city was a place where the oil of Giajun was plentiful.

The Xiangcheng Restaurant was decorated with extremely grand decorations today. The lanterns were all lit up and festive red lanterns were hung. The bright red and golden-edged peony carpet stretched from the parking lot all the way to the hotel's entrance.

This was the first time that Qiao Ruo Chu had seen such a magnificent scene.