Chapter 477: The Strozzi Family Crest

didn't understand what was wrong with him, she just felt that he seemed very angry.What is he angry aboutI took a step, suddenly wanting to chase after him, but then I remembered what he had with Liu...Recently, the atmosphere at Jun's family has been a bit stiff. The main reason is Qiao Baier wearing a dark face and acting stubborn, refusing to give in to anyone.

But tonight, after Qiao Baoer returned from outside, her expression became somewhat worried. During dinner at the main house, she seemed absent-minded.

As if she no longer had the time or energy to even think about her resentment towards the Jun family, Qiao Bao'er was preoccupied with something else.

The dinner table at the Jun household was very quiet. Jun Zhimu came back for dinner tonight, and he suddenly spoke, "Afterward, the twins will be brought back to Dongyuan..."

The Patriarch of the Main House frowned, displeasure etched on his face as he looked at him.

Everyone else at the table turned to look at Jun Zhi Mu, listening intently to see what he had to say.

But before Jun Zhumu could finish his words, Qiao Baier hastily stood up. She didn't seem to have heard a single word Jun Zhumu was saying, her expression flustered. "You all eat slowly, I'll go back to my room first," she said.

Qiao Baoer tossed off a remark and, without bothering with any table manners, strode away from the dining table.

Jiang Meili's face darkened as she watched her leave. As the mistress of the Jun family, she understood etiquette better than most. She didn't speak out to reprimand her because in a wealthy family like theirs, everyone was always watching. Many things were understood without being spoken aloud; someone would always know.

Indeed, Old Master Jun's face turned sour as he watched Qiao Baier rush away from the table.

And then the words that followed from the shepherd of Jun were not spoken any further.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a bit heavy. The old housekeeper watching on was disappointed by Qiao Baoer's complete disregard for Jun Zhimu's face, and indeed, Qiao Baoer didn't quite fit in with the Jun family's aristocratic circle.

Qiao Bao'er ignored their rules. Right now, she was only thinking about one thing: what was the deal with the French transfer documents Tang Yu had given her.

Her English and Arabic are pretty good, but she doesn't know any French at all.

"Where's Xiaozhuzi"

Qiao Baoer clutched the document bag in her hand as she hurried back to Dongyuan, talking on the phone at the same time.

On the other end of the phone was Mogao's voice, "He's asleep... What do you need him for"

“The last time I went to the hospital, he gave me a document bag. I gave it to Lu Qifeng today, but he said it wasn't company files... Did Xiaozhu take the wrong file or is something going on”

Qiao Bao'er said, her voice unconsciously becoming tense.

"If it's not an official document, then it's for you." Mo Gao's voice was slightly cold.

Although he wasn't sure what kind of file it was, Tang Yu couldn't have mistaken it. He must have done this on purpose.

"Xiaochuzi, answer the phone! I need to ask him what files he gave me. He knows I hate French the most, and yet he gave me several large contracts in French..."

Jo Bao'er thought more and more that something was wrong.

"Tang Yu seemed a bit unwell today. I told him to take a good rest and he also asked me not to disturb him inside tonight... To talk about anything, we can wait until tomorrow morning."

Hearing Mo Gao say this, Tang Yu has not been feeling well recently and even fell asleep. It's best not to disturb him.

Joe Bao'er pressed her impatiently, "Understood, I'll go tomorrow morning."

She needed to understand the content of these French contracts immediately. She rushed back to her bedroom, turned on her computer and looked for some online translations, but these French texts were really troublesome. These files involved privacy and it was inconvenient to ask someone else to read them. Frustrated, she stared at the computer, matching keywords to translate the general meaning one by one.

"Should we ask Junzhi Mu for help" Qiao Bao'er's mind flashed with this thought.

Your administration of affairs is quite good, and if it's about Tang Yu getting sick, you should consult a medical team. With your wide network, Jun Zhi Mu might be able to lend a helping hand.

But that day at the hospital, Tang Yu very obviously cut her off, stating he didn't want Jun Zhi Mu to get involved.

Tang Yu's personality has been particularly stubborn since he was young.

Thinking about this, Qiao Bao'er decided not to tell Jun Zhimu. After all, this was Tang Yu's decision. She held onto those large stacks of documents and glared at the French she hated most, focusing intently on translating throughout the entire night.

And on the other hand, Jun Zhimu finished dinner and went straight back to his study. He was busy in the study all night.

Actually, at dinnertime, he wanted to say that from now on, he would have Qiao Baobao take care of the twins. That way, she wouldn't need to go out to work and it would reduce conflicts between her and Junjia.

"Tang Yu..." Jun Zhi牧 sat leaning against the chair, his right hand holding a steel pen for reviewing documents. At this time, the depths of his profound eyes were filled with many complex emotions.

He harbored a deep, unspoken guilt toward 'Tang Yu'. A guilt he couldn't express and wouldn't share with anyone.

That year, he and Tang Yu were still good friends. With so many people flattering him, Jun Zhimu preferred to actively befriend this introverted and exceptionally gifted illegitimate son of the Tang family.

Tang Yu is truly very intelligent. Besides his stunningly outstanding appearance, his logical thinking often surprises Jun Zhimu.

Because the Jun family's education was strict, and memories of his mother Jiang Meili betraying his father, he had an innate aversion to women from a young age.

Even though he was twenty-two years old and an adult back then, he had no experience with romantic relationships between men and women.

In his subconscious, a business marriage was the best way to choose a partner.

Marriage doesn't require any emotional foundation, only that woman's loyalty and giving birth to an heir. It doesn't matter if you can't get along afterwards and end up getting divorced.

But that day, he returned from abroad and heard that Tang Yu had gone to a university near the city. He originally wanted to go find Tang Yu, but he ran into Qiao Baier instead.

Joe Baoer was seventeen that year. She suddenly jumped from a big tree, appearing right before him out of the blue, and threw herself into his arms.

Without any psychological preparation, she just appeared in his life.

At that moment, Junzhi Mu admitted to himself that he was truly scared.

The funniest thing was, Qiao Baoer didn't even glance at him properly back then. She scrambled to her feet in a panic, but still pretended to be the victim and accused him first.

It was just a small thing, but her angry expression kept replaying in his mind uncontrollably, along with her voice and the softness of her leaning into his arms.

He applied to become an assistant professor at her university, and he had people secretly frequent the milk tea shop where she worked, doing all sorts of things he would find hilariously absurd in his later years.

Jo Baoer still didn't recognize him.

Finally, he understood. That day, Tang Yu suddenly went to the city because of Qiao Baier. They had known each other since they were young, childhood sweethearts.

Joe Bao'er had such an excellent man in her life very early on, so he was always ignored.

Does it count as stealing your buddy's girlfriend

Junzhi's mu, the tutor, threw the pen onto the desk with a cold expression. This was why every time he faced Tang Yu, there was an overwhelming sense of panic, because of this guilt.

Without his intervention, Tang Yu and Qiao Bao'er might have... Many people say they were a perfect match.

"...She's mine now." Junzhi Mu whispered softly.

Just like his pride was ignored and he became angry back then, he had once thought about giving up on her. He couldn't tell if it was because he couldn't afford to lose or why he was so obsessed, but all he cared about was the outcome.

The computer screen suddenly flickered, just as a new email arrived.o'er was slightly stunned. Her grandfather rarely interfered in her private affairs, but she was also innocent. Even if her grandfather knew she went to a man's apartment, it wouldn't matter. She didn...