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Her father had arranged a marriage for her! She was going to get married?!

"Ah Pa, you have not asked me for my opinion on this matter." she protested.

"I am only doing it for your own good. A young lady who has a deep relationship with her father is often being pestered by the warlords. Sooner or later, her reputation will be ruined." "No," he said.

After hearing her father's words, Qiao Ruo didn't know what else to say.

She was only sixteen years old, and the engagement was still too early for her. She was afraid that she would regret it in the future.

But her father had promised, and she didn't think there was much room for change.

Since that was the case, he might as well do as he was told.

"Abba, since you've agreed to be his son, I can't say anything more. Your daughter wants to finish the marriage later." "No," she said.

Qiao Qingya's face sank. "Young Master Su's classmate opened a hospital in Shanghai, where does he plan to work? He specializes in treating nobles and nobles, and his income is considerable. You should go to Shanghai with him as soon as you have married him. so that we can avoid the affairs of the Xiang City. " "No," he said.

Qiao Ruo Chu was only 16 years old, she would have to wait at least two years before she could formally enter the age of marriage. Qiao Qing Ya had even neglected this in order to let her travel far away with Gu Jun to Shanghai.

Aunt Yu sat beside her and advised her to marry Gu Jun and go to Shanghai.

"Ru Yue, the young master has truly treated you well. Don't hesitate any longer. "How many people want to go to Shanghai but still can't do so?" "No," she said.

Qiao Ruoxi's eyes reddened. Her vision blurred the face of her mother when she was seven years old. She could not remember clearly. If her mother was still alive, would she have said the same thing?

She didn't know.

"Daughter agrees." She finally obeyed her father.

Her father's life had been arduous. Every day, he would think of his dead wife, and every night, he would lie down and listen to the desolate and waning Xiao Yue. She did not want to burden him any further, so she wanted to be a filial daughter.

The most important thing was that her father didn't allow her to be a child. Gu Jun was a young master from a famous clan and had an upright and handsome appearance.

"We'll invite Young Master Zhi Zun here one day and have a meal with him. This matter is settled." When Qiao Qingya saw that his daughter had agreed, he was extremely happy.

Auntie Yu was very pleased with this. "Old master, do you want to treat some guests?" she asked.

"The Qiao family has no relatives, forget it." Qiao Qingya said.

He was naturally indifferent to nature, and as he neared the age of destiny, he became even more low-key. He felt that it would be enough for his family members to have a meal together and formally explain this matter.

The next Monday, Qiao Ruo first went to the girls' school on time as usual.

As soon as she entered the classroom, the girls that she was more familiar with surrounded her and asked her all sorts of questions. Qiao Ruo was initially confused about what had happened that day. She played down what had happened that day as if it had never happened.

Before class, Gu Wanjia rushed past her classroom door and shot Qiao Ruoxi a fierce look. It was as if she had come specifically to see if she had come to class.

Qiao Ruo Chu's peripheral vision swept towards Gu Wan Jia. She looked at her textbook as if nothing had happened, and didn't pay any attention to Gu Wan Jia at all.

Qiao Ruo initially hoped that she would restrain herself from doing so. If there was a second time, she would let her see it.

Meng Xiaoyao asked Qiao Ruo Chu about the attack during class. She said, "This happened outside the school last week, so it's not that big of a deal. At most, it's just a prank. It's not good for the school to investigate it openly."

Qiao Ruo Chu smiled and said, "Mr. Meng, we are all children playing. There is nothing to be worried about. You don't have to be so concerned about it."

Meng Xiaoyao was surprised. Her female student was actually so magnanimous.

"If it was the beginning, you would have a good future." There was a strange light in her eyes.

After school, she once again stopped Qiao Ruochu and brought her to the principal, George Yang's office.

Principal Yang's dark blue eyes flashed, he raised his nose, smiled at Qiao Ruoxi, and said, "I heard that you are able to remain calm in the face of situations at such a young age. Very good, I admire you."

Qiao Ruoxi quickly bowed to him. "Thank you for your praise, Principal."

"Student Qiao, do you have a dream?" he asked.

Ideal?

Qiao Ruo Chu thought for a while. For the time being, she hadn't.

If she had to say something, she would think of Xi Nuo. She wanted to travel around the world.

She shook her head apologetically.

Principal Yang had repeated this phrase to the female students many times, such as Madame Curie or Wu Zetian. He used this word very strangely, but he had never found an explanation that Qiao Ruo could accept.

"Don't worry about it. When you learn more, you will naturally have an ideal." George Young encouraged her.

When he came out, he gave her an American gold pen, drew a cross in front of her, and once again encouraged her to study hard.

Qiao Ruochu liked her foreign principal very much. Although they had not spoken much, his every word had given her a deep inspiration, opened up her imagination about life and the future.

That day, she pondered over the ideal for a long time.

Also, her letter to Xi Nuo had been sent more than a month ago, and she still hadn't received a reply. Xi Nuo's column still had no new content, so she didn't know if he had come back from his travels abroad.

She stopped at the school for a while before walking home alone.

It was already the beginning of winter. Dusk was approaching. The leaves of the wutong were drifting in the wind and the water was drifting in the gully. The water was cold and clear. The white flowers of summer and autumn were all gone. It was very lonely.

Qiao Ruoxi was a little sad, so she quickened her pace.

The more than ten guards of the Fang family had been waiting at the western hospital for nearly two weeks, but they hadn't been able to catch anything. It was unknown if someone had leaked the news beforehand or if they had been called back by Fang Pingshan.

The people in the city forgot about the matter of the Western Hospital. Even if they were ill, they still had to go to the hospital.

If he could do this, it would be good if he didn't go to Shanghai, so that he wouldn't have to leave his hometown after halting his studies in middle school.

It wasn't that he couldn't support her going to school, but he changed schools midway, afraid that she wouldn't get used to it.

Lu Xinwen stood at the entrance of the hospital every day, grinning from ear to ear.

Every time he saw Gu Jun, he would say, "Who would want to ruin my career? It's not that easy! Bro, let go of me. "Sooner or later, we both have to have an octopus tail."

Recently, he had another job, cooking lunch for him and Gu Jun in the hospital every day. Needless to say, Lu Xinwen's culinary skills were not bad, what Hangzhu, Huai Yang, and Chao afternoon tea, there was almost nothing he couldn't cook, he was simply a super gourmet.

This was an eye-opener for Gu Jun.

I don't know what's wrong with this guy.

After enjoying Lu Xinwen's cooking skills for a few days, just when Gu Jun was about to enjoy it again, he announced that he wouldn't do it anymore.

He proudly told Gu Jun that he had finally found someone he liked, and that he had spent the past few days practicing, preparing to catch up with the girl he had taken a fancy to.

Therefore, he planned to prepare delicacies for his beloved girl every day.

As for Gu Jun, he could only stand to the side in grievance.

His reason truly made Gu Jun not know whether to laugh or cry. He admired his brother with all his might.