Chapter 218 Baby, You Have to Be Obedient

s Qiao Wenyu's shirt, "Your dad's size isn't right for..."Tang Yu's shirt.As soon as Qiao Bao'er spoke, Jun Zhimu, who had been sitting quietly by the bed thinking, immediately turned his head to look...Jo Baoer huddled on the edge of the sofa. It was broad daylight, yet all the lights in the house were blazingly bright. Under the glare of the overhead incandescent bulbs, her expression was anxious as she clutched a new black phone and repeatedly dialed the same number.

Still no answer.

Lowering his head, he stared blankly at the automatically disconnected phone screen, his mind in turmoil.

The man beside her remained silent throughout, quietly accompanying her as she listened to the busy tone over and over again until it finally hung up.

Her phone was left at Jun's place and she didn't bring it out. She used Tang Yu's phone number to call him, a new unfamiliar number, no wonder Jun Zhimu would reject it.

A fleeting trace of disappointment crossed her face before she lifted her head, her lips pressed together in a thin smile. "No more fighting, I'm giving it back to you..."

He handed the phone to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was extremely handsome. Anyone who had seen him would never forget him. He was tall and slender, with slightly curly black hair that was very handsome. His skin was naturally fair, smooth, and delicate. He had a straight nose bridge, perfectly sculpted facial features, and a pair of incredibly deep blue eyes.

His deep blue eyes drooped slightly, glancing at the phone she handed him as if he hesitated.

And at this moment, Qiao Ba'er's phone in her hand suddenly rang.

She was stunned for a moment, but when her gaze fell upon the number clearly displaying that Jun Zhi Mu had called back, her heart beat with suppressed excitement.

"Who let you call him!"

< Qiao Baoer hadn't had time to press the answer button, but a furious roar came from behind, and her phone was snatched away. >

"Give me back..."

She quickly turned her head to look, instinctively raising her hand to grab it back, but when she met Gu Ruoyan's furious expression, her hand froze in mid-air and she didn't dare to move.

"Aunt, I, I just wanted to…"

She tried to explain in broken sentences, but Gu Ruyue saw the hesitation in her expression. Especially, the phone in her hand kept ringing persistently, which made Gu Ruyue even more angry.

With a flick of his hand, the phone was slammed to the floor, and the ringing abruptly stopped.

"Why..."

Qiao Baoer's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the woman before her, then at the shattered phone components scattered on the ground, she whispered, "Aunt, why..."

Gu Ruoyan's face was ashen, seemingly unwilling to hear her continue. He roared angrily, rebuking her.

“Do your family members all want to climb into a wealthy and powerful business family, like the Qiao family You mean those opportunistic sycophants who go around flattering and fawning over them. Don’t you know what Old Madam Qiao is like As long as they can benefit, the Qiao family will kneel and lick anyone's boots. They would sell you off without a second thought and say it was for your own good. Qiao Bao'er! You aren’t listening to me anymore, are you Or have you simply become obsessed with that superficial wealth and luxury”

"I, I'm not... not related to the Qiao family,"

Jo Bao'er almost didn't dare to look at Gu Ruyue like this, her voice lowered, she pursed her lips and added, "Jun Zhimu treats me very well."

"Shut up!"

Just like smoke billowing above her head, Gu Ruyan gritted her teeth and reminded her, her words dripping with venom.

“That Jun Zhi Mu, the only grandson of the Jun family, was a darling of heaven from birth. He got whatever he wanted, wind or rain. Countless noblewomen coveted him. He had a throng of fiancées since childhood. Now that you've married him, are you proud and smug Do you even know him at all What kind of good thing could a child born to Jun Qingcheng and Jiang Meili possibly be!”

Gu Ruoyan almost gritted her teeth, as if recalling something, her body trembled with anger.

"From now on, you're not allowed to mention his surname. Not a single word!"

And let me tell you, I don't care how the Qiao family agreed to this marriage, but I disagree. After you give birth to that bastard, you'll break up with Jun Zhimu once and for all!

< Qiao Bao'er jumped to her feet, "Why!" >

"Auntie, when did the Jun family offend you Or did Jun Zhimu do something wrong Tell me, I don't understand. I don't understand why you oppose them so much. The Jun family isn't as domineering as outsiders say. They've been very kind to me..."

"If you think the Jun family is good, then don't acknowledge me as your aunt. Just leave now, get out!"

Gu Ruoyan didn't want to hear her explanation, pointing at the door direction and roaring angrily.

This cold, curt shout echoed through the new house...

Joe Bao'er stopped arguing, pursed her lips, and bowed her head.

Since she was young, Qiao Family's only child, the city's richest daughter, had been spoiled by her grandfather, General Gu. She truly was a willful miss, but towards this frail aunt, she always showed deep respect. Because her aunt wasn't well, she never dared to act recklessly in front of her. Especially after leaving Qiao Family and relying on each other through hardships, saving money for her aunt's medication and hospitalization, enduring hunger and cold, she still smiled and pretended to be strong.

Qiao Bao'er always listened to Gu Ruyue, but this time, she truly didn't understand. She didn't want to accept these arrangements...

"How many years has it been The Gu family has no one left. Do you remember your grandfather Do you remember your mother…"

In the silent house, Gu Ruyue's soft voice sounded, murmuring to herself, filled with reminiscence and nostalgia.

"Do you remember your grandfather holding you with a stern face every time you made a mistake, patting your little head and scaring you that he was going to discipline you Your grandfather loved you so much. Everything he arranged for you back then was for your own good...Bao'er, why don't you listen"

Gu Ruoyan's voice trembled with emotion, her eyes red-rimmed. She spoke in a soft, gentle tone, the way she always did.

Qiao Baoer looked up, her face full of astonishment as she watched the tears sliding from the corners of Gu Ruyue's eyes, each one falling onto the gleaming floor.

Her aunt cried.

Suddenly, Qiao Bao'er was at a loss and looked at her in alarm.

Gu Ruoyan's eyes were filled with sorrow and helplessness. Closing her eyes, the teardrops on her long eyelashes still flickered, she murmured softly, almost pleading, "Baby, you have to be good..."

Jo Bao'er stiffened, memories flooding her mind.

How many years has it been That was the happiest time of her childhood, carefree and naughty. Her mother's arms were warm, holding her close, always soothing her with the gentlest voice.

"Baby, you can't make a fuss. You have to be obedient."

The days gone by were truly joyful. There was my grandfather, my mother, and even Qiao Wenyu was a loving father. This all belongs to the past...

Those bygone days that can't be revisited.

After her grandfather's passing, Qiao Wenyu cheated, and her mother committed suicide in despair while imprisoned. She fled the Qiao family with Gu Ruyi, scraping by on every penny they could save. From that moment on, her world consisted only of herself and her aunt, two lonely souls relying on each other for support.

Joe Baoer was stunned into complete silence.

Gu Ruyan seemed utterly exhausted, as if she had used up all her courage within the day. She didn't demand anything further or scold anyone. She returned to her room with unsteady steps.

Jo Bao'er looked at her thin frame and felt a pang of heartache.

Gu Ruoyan's temperament, like her aunt, was a gentle and easygoing woman who was always humble and never argued with others. Being this cold and harsh like today had already used up all her effort.

She actually scolded, lectured, and even pleaded with all her might...

A figure walked over, Tang Yu was still as quiet as ever, accompanying her.

A low voice, like asking himself and also the person in front of him, "Xiaochuzi, what should I do"de her door, but Qiao Bao'er didn't pay much attention to him.Zhu Xiaowei also came over and, through the door panel, inquired with concern about her health and whether she felt unwell."It's nothing,...