Chapter 457: Drinking Alone in Melancholy

y opinions on the child's future. Qiao Baoer felt that the child's father was also unlikely to personally take care of them.However, if the old man knew that Jun Zhimu planned to take his precious twi..."You dare to say you didn't!" Auntie Three exploded in anger.

You're taking advantage of how much Zhi Mu loves you and acting recklessly! I admit that my words this afternoon were too harsh, but why are you so heartless to attack me What if someone else offends you next time, will you also try to kill them!

"I said, I didn't!"

Joe Bao'er's face was also very ugly, "Third Aunt, if you have evidence, just take it out, don't spread rumors here!"

"So, you're saying I intentionally broke my own bones and framed you"

"Your aunt's face contorted, a grotesque grimace of anger as if she were laughing maniacally. 'You really think no one saw what happened by the fish pond That because there are no witnesses and cameras, nobody knows Qiao Bao'er, you're cunning indeed. I won't stand for this from some young upstart like you.'"

A servant in the house couldn't help but speak up, "This afternoon, the young mistress and the third miss had a very fierce argument..."

"Word from the East Garden is that Madam will be buying several Tibetan Mastiffs..."

Qiao Baoer listened to these idle chatter, without defending herself.

In the end, the youngest aunt was still carried onto a stretcher by them. They used an extended luxury car to quickly send her to the hospital for X-rays and examination.

And Qiao Bao'er stood on the spot with a complex expression. Under the deep gaze of Old Master Jun, she lowered her head and chose to remain silent.

This evening, all the plentiful dishes on the table had been removed, and everyone lacked appetite.

"The maid Xiaoqing, who followed Qiao Bao'er, looked uneasy. “Third Miss, this is just being unreasonable. We clearly don’t have it, how can she be like this…”

Qiao Bao'er's face was very ugly. She didn't expect that looking at her Third Aunt's usual look of being precious and afraid of death, she would really dare to be so cruel to herself in order to frame her.

"This drama queen!" Qiao Bao'er gritted her teeth angrily.

Now, Aunt Three's tone and expression are so realistic. Qiao Baoer is completely enraged, even she herself doubts if this Aunt Three is truly being wronged to the point of such a pitiful display. It's a shame she didn't become an actress.

"Madam," a maid from the northern courtyard hurried over to report, "… The old master said that young master has a slight cold tonight and is not suitable for coming to the eastern courtyard. He also said that you should take your medicine on time in the eastern courtyard and don't go out if there's nothing important."

After this message was delivered, the maid from Bei Yuan also hurried away.

To put it bluntly, working in this big family means riding the coattails of the master. You rise and fall with them. Even if you're just here to work, there's still a certain level of self-interest involved. The old man is only issuing a verbal warning for now, but everyone, especially those of us serving, are best advised to keep our mouths shut about anything related to Qiao Bao'er.

The maid, Xiaoqing, who was guarding Qiao Baier's side, panicked, "What the old master means is, he doesn't allow the young master to come over..."

On the stairs, Fang Da Ma strode over and glared at Xiao Qing angrily, "Who asked you to talk nonsense here!"

"Auntie Fang, I was just worried. Miss Third's outburst made it impossible to reason with her. But I swear to you, this afternoon Mrs. Shao..." Xiao Qing tried to explain hurriedly, at least here in Dongyuan she had a bit of courage to speak the truth.

Madam Fang glared at the maid and scolded her, “Things are still being handled. It’s not your turn to speak yet. Don't cause trouble for Madam Shao!”

Fang Damo also understood that the maid she had trained didn't have any bad intentions; she was just too young and couldn't control her temper. In contrast, Qiao Baoer remained expressionless.

"Madam, regarding the matter of the third Miss, perhaps we shouldn't disturb Master Mu. He has many things to attend to while working outside."

Fang Da Ma looked at her, her tone gentle and persuasive, "There's no need to make a big deal out of these little things at home. The old man also hopes that things will be kept small."

Fang Dama rushed to Dongyuan, afraid that Qiao Bao'er couldn't hold back and went to their Patriarch's side. If the Patriarch and their young master, those two, clashed, it would be really difficult to handle.

"Do you also think I caused her to break her bones" Qiao Bao'er asked back harshly.

With so many servants in the Jun family, Qiao Ba'er only trusted Fang Da Ma as her own person. She didn't expect her to say such things. What does it mean to downplay the situation She treated Qiao Ba'er like a suspect.

Fang Da Ma looked at her stubborn face and sighed, "We didn't mean it that way, we just thought... to avoid trouble..."

A big house with many women is bound to cause trouble, especially since Miss Jun San and Qiao Baier aren't easygoing. In contrast, the servants attending to Jiang Meili and Jun Zhiyan are surprisingly calm and composed. Alas.

"Master wants you to calm down, Third Miss's foot injury should be fine... There are a few nannies looking after Young Master over there, it's the same if you come back in a few days to hold him. These are all small matters within the family, there's no need to bother Master Mu."

I won't go to the shepherd with tales exaggerated and embellished. Rest assured.

Qiao Baoer didn't want to hear these flimsy excuses anymore. She tossed out a sentence, and with a bang, slammed the bedroom door shut.

Grandpa clearly doesn't believe her, blaming her for Third Aunt's broken bone. Now he even forbids his son from seeing her!

A group of people are still wary, afraid that she will gossip to Junzhimu, making the household restless. After getting along for so long, they still don't know her temper. They wonder when she will go to Junzhimu to complain. Every time something happens, she keeps it bottled up and suffers silently... It's heartbreaking.

Even if you complained to the shepherd himself, he might not believe you. The ancient coins on her bedside table were impertinent, their low, ethereal voices swirling in her ears.

"I'm so fed up now, stop bothering me!" Qiao Bao'er vented her frustration to the air.

The old woman didn't look like she was lying.

"So you're saying I broke her bones!"

But it seemed unwilling to concern itself with this trivial drama of the three aunts, its voice echoing softly and distantly, murmuring, "Don't let Jun Zhi Mu know too much about Tang Yu's affairs... Men hate being pitied by their opponents."

Qiao Bao'er slumped dejectedly on the bed, muttering the name under her breath, "Jun Zhi Mu..."

Sighing deeply with a hint of humor, she looked up and said, "It's so hard to find him these days. He's always traveling for work. I should have been more honest about that... When do you have time to sit down and really talk"

They have never even tried to go see a movie together.

"If you want me to quit, quit and stay at home, what can I do" Qiao Baier's mood got worse and worse. She went to the window cabinet and took out a bottle of liquor to drink alone.

"With a hiccup, she vented her frustration, "… My child won't let me see him. My aunt just looks at me with annoyance and keeps me confined in this room, waiting to die of boredom. I only live for the day you come back from your business trip to pay attention to me. Why am I reduced to this state"

She kept drinking, and suddenly she thought about going back to Qiao's house in the city to complain to her aunt and vent her frustrations. But Qiao's house was a bit far away, and it wasn't easy being married into another family. Her grandfather would also say that she was running back to her parents' house for no reason, causing trouble.

Xiao Zhu got married, and it's not convenient to disturb her life every time.

qiao Bao'er's eyes suddenly turned red, she felt more and more confused about why she had to live such a miserable life, "Marrying Jun Zhi Mu... who would want to be in this dilapidated Jun family"

When Qiao Bao'er woke up, she had a headache.

Gradually, my mind cleared up, and I remembered that I had been drinking heavily with a bottle of liquor last night. After waking up from a hangover, my hair was messy, and the reflection in the mirror showed me pale skin and two large dark circles under my eyes, making me look very haggard.

I'm still a little nauseous, with a slight stomach ache.

"Oh..."

Whether it was good fortune or bad luck, no one had yet discovered she was drunk in the room.

But the ancient coins in the room couldn't help but mock her.

Joe Bao'er, with a dazed head, glared fiercely at the silver-black ancient coin on the bedside table. She barked at it, "I don't care what kind of monster you are, get lost! Don't bother me!"

She was already in a bad mood, and this thing kept going against her all day long, not saying a single nice word!

It seemed extremely displeased.

Qiao Baoer couldn't bear it any longer and yelled at the air, "I swear, if you don't stop, I'll find a Taoist priest to exorcise you and send you to hell where you'll never be reborn..."

Its ethereal, distant voice came, carrying the suppressed fury within it, {“I want you to come to Italy and see me, you foolish woman, wasting my time all the while… Get your rusty head working and deal with these messes, I don’t have that much patience.”}

As if a low, resonant sound effect echoed through the bedroom, the lingering echoes of anger sent jolts through Qiao Bao'er's head.

< Slightly sobering, her first reaction was, “It…didn’t die” >

She flared up, "What do you mean I'm a rusty brain!"

There were a few knocks on the door, and a voice called out from behind it, "Ma'am, do you need us to come in"

"No need."

Jo Bao'er quickly cleaned up the mess, putting away the dirty bottles. She opened all the windows to air out the room, letting go of the strong smell of alcohol. Then she disappeared into the bedroom.

He splashed some cold water on his face in the bathroom, waking up completely. He tidied up his makeup and then opened the door and walked out.l waitresses.Even as a woman, she could appreciate beautiful things, couldn't she Especially such vividly living beauties, and their cheongsam slits were so high, revealing long legs subtly."Go for it...