"Ru Yue, I'm sorry, my mother, she …" She could not continue. Her eyes reddened and she began to cry.

"I'm fine." She took out her handkerchief and handed it to him.

Qiao Ruo Chu didn't care about this at all. She was only sad for Feng Yan Er. She had been dragged out for so many years and now she didn't give a single word of advice. She was already angry enough.

Feng Yaner was even more saddened by the matters of the family.

Every time she lost money, her mother would come back and complain to the children about her husband's incompetence, then change clothes and continue to indulge in the mahjong table, day and night, never caring about the children.

She was still smoking a cigarette while Feng Liang, father and daughter, stood to the side and said, "If I had said earlier that I wouldn't let you climb higher, I would have agreed to let you be my concubine. Now, I have already eaten and drunk."

Manager Feng was so angry that he slapped his wife.

She covered her face and twisted her waist as she walked away. She hadn't been home for several days.

Feng Yan Er stopped crying and sobbed, "Sorry about that, Ruo Chu."

Qiao Ruo Chu held her shoulders and said, "Big sister Yan Er, if you say it like that, then you're treating me like a stranger." "As for the fake one … How about, you let Manager Feng go and ask again." "No," she said.

When Feng Yaner heard Qiao Ruozhu's words, she stubbornly said, "There's no need. I wrote a letter to FuShiqing, telling him to end the engagement as soon as possible."

When she spoke, her eyes were cold and resolute. Qiao Ruo knew that there was no turning back the situation.

Coming out of the Feng Family mansion, the cold wind of the middle autumn was extremely strong. It assaulted his face and had a slight chill that seeped into his skin.

Qiao Ruoxi's half-followed sheepskin boots clattered on the flagstones of the alley.

When she reached the mouth of the alley, she heard the sound of a car braking. She subconsciously looked up and saw that a military jeep had nearly knocked over a little boy.

Qiu Ba, who was on the military car, pushed the door open and jumped down, cursing loudly. The little boy who fell on the ground cried out in fear, how could he still have the strength to stand up and dodge?

Qiao Ruo Chu rushed over and pulled the little boy to the side of the road. He shouted angrily at Qiu Ba who was on the military car: "You almost ran into someone. "Like a crab."

A short man, Qiu Ba, walked over and stared at Qiao Ruo Chu. He yelled lewdly: "Mind your own business." "Can you take responsibility for delaying our commander?"

Qiao Ruo Chu looked at the jeep behind her. The jeep was filled with things. They were all covered up with curtains and bundled up tightly. He couldn't tell what they were.

Qiao Ruo Chu didn't want to pester him any longer, so she quickly apologized and the short one swore as he got on the car and left.

The commander in chief was probably Lin Junmai.

His subordinates all called him that, and it was as if they were meeting the Ten Yama Kings when they saw him.

She hadn't seen him in a long time.

She had not met him since the last time he had openly entered the Qiao family's residence.

There was more and more discussion about him in the girls' school. There were all sorts of rumors about him. There were even some girls who openly expressed their admiration for him, but it was unknown whether or not he had heard about it.

There were also people who inquired about his background and did not know who his ancestors were. As a result, there were also people who said that he was born into poverty and could only be considered a reckless person, not someone to entrust it to.

Qiao Ruoxi had never been involved in their discussion. Occasionally, someone would think of her dancing with Mr. Lin and ask her about him in high spirits. She always said, "We've only met once, so I don't know."

She repeated this sentence more often, and as others knew they could not get anything out of her, they gradually suppressed the scandal between her and him.

It just so happened that Qiao Ruo Chu didn't want to get involved with him. She was glad that she went to the temple outside the city every month to burn incense to protect her from those she hated.

For the time being, she forgot about the matter of Gu Jun's proposal and walked lightly and gracefully through the yellow leafed streets of the Xiang City.

When she passed by the department store, she wanted to see the winter dress. She had never bought any clothes herself, as it had always been Auntie Yu who bought them for her to wear.

Inside, she walked around the second floor of the department store. The clothes were all very smart and stylish, all fresh styles from Shanghai. She tried a few of them, but they were all very stylish.

She had only a few dozen dollars in her purse, so she couldn't afford to buy half of it. She didn't dare look into the salesman's eyes, so she lowered her head and said she would come back next time.

The sales clerk unhappily put away his clothes, and suddenly saw a fashionable woman in fox furs pass by the counter. He immediately broke into a big smile and shouted, "Oh, Mrs. Xu, long time no see! "Come, take a look. Another batch of new goods have come."

Qiao Ruo Chu glanced at this Mrs Xu. She seemed to be around 30 years old, covered in makeup, and had a deep drawing of her eyebrows. The long leather vest she wore made her look coquettish and elegant.

She also noticed that Qiao Ruozhu had arrived.

When she looked over, there was a strange look in her eyes, which made Qiao Ruo Chu feel very uncomfortable. She quickly left the counter.

When she reached the top of the stairs, she saw a man sitting on a bench with a bald head and a full face. He was holding a long, dry bag in his hand.

With just a glance, Qiao Ruo felt that he wasn't a good person.

She wanted to speed up and get out of his sight.

But it was too late. He stood up and walked over to her.

"Miss is Miss Qiao. Can I have a word with you?" he said, baring his black and yellow teeth.

Qiao Ruochen ignored him and continued walking forward.

He called out from behind, "Miss Qiao, this humble one is Xu Zhenxi. I would like to ask Miss a question."

Qiao Ruoxi stopped and slightly closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times as she asked in astonishment, "You, you know me?"

"Madam Qiao is the great beauty of the Xiang City, who doesn't know her!" "Now that Miss Qiao has inherited Madam Qiao's beauty, I will know the moment I see her. Haha, I will know the moment I see her." Xu Zhenxi spoke with a tone of voice and squinted his sleek triangular eyes.

Lin told her that Xu Zhenxi was a grave robber from the north who had opened an antique gate in the city. In fact, there were only a few things inside the gates all year round.

That fur-clad woman should be his family member. Otherwise, why would he come here?

"Boss Xu, what's the matter?" she asked coldly.

"My hometown is in Ji County, Hebei. In the early days of Ji County, there was a construction supervisor for the imperial mausoleum. His name is Qiao Sanmu, but is he from the same family as Miss?" Xu Zhenxi asked her.