Chapter 567: I'll Sleep With You Tonight

led out as he suddenly appeared. His arrival took Lu Qinian and the others by surprise.Lu Qinan recalled the video where Yi Sicheng, after being saved, suddenly confessed his feelings to Qiao Bao'er...Qiao Baoer felt like she was dreaming.

From the moment the car drove through the grand gates of the Jun family's estate, every aspect was impressive. The wide road stretched ahead, flanked by flower beds, fountains, rock gardens, and winding paths. Majestic villas stood tall along the way, connected by elegant ancient brick and tile corridors painted in vibrant red lacquer.

She felt like she was visiting a scenic spot.

Until they were led by the host's mother to the central building, they remained in the car.

Stepped onto a flight of stairs, on either side stood young maids in light blue uniform suits, bending uniformly to greet, "Miss."

The sweet and clear voice caused Qiao Bao'er to shiver, goosebumps erupting all over her body.

The main living room was more like an exhibition hall. Besides the valuable antiques on display, there were paintings of various kinds on the walls. Just looking up, the ceiling was nearly eight meters high. The glittering crystal chandeliers shone dazzlingly under the light refraction, everything was so magnificent and opulent.

"...This family is definitely not ordinary rich." Qiao Baoer couldn't help but mutter to herself.

As far as she remembered, she was still a high school student taking the college entrance exam. It was normal for someone her age to have limited experience, but the Jun family had truly exceeded her expectations.

And she married into this family, she lives here, actually lives here!

Joe Baoer felt like her head was in a fog, doubting again if she was dreaming.

"...Master, Mistress is back," Fang's Ma's voice pulled her back to reality.

Qiao Baier followed the sound and saw a man in a dignified blue Tang suit sitting straight on the sofa in the center of the living room. He looked stern, his right hand holding up an exquisitely carved ivory walking stick.

Who is this old man

Qiao Bao'er looked straight at him, and Old Master Jun also frowned, looking back at the bewilderment in her eyes at this time. Her gaze was simple and easy to understand; she didn't recognize him.

He remembered the housekeeper's previous report to him, saying that Qiao Ba'er suddenly forgot them after she was injured this time.

Mr. Jun's expression became even more serious and solemn.

"...This old man must be hard to get along with." Qiao Bao'er lowered her voice and murmured in her aunt's ear.

Gu Ruyan heard her words, her expression stunned.

"Don't speak out of turn." Gu Ruyue whispered a reminder to Qiao Baoer, worried that she would offend people as soon as she came back.

What are you talking about

Master Jun's voice was low and gravelly, as he asked directly.

"We have no obligation to report to you," Qiao Bao'er said directly to the old man, her words clear and straightforward.

Gu Ruoyan immediately looked at Mr. Jun with an apologetic expression. She first nodded to the old man and greeted him, "Grandpa, Bao'er's body hasn't fully recovered yet..."

What she's saying is roundabout, but she's forgotten all about you guys. Please don't take it personally.

“Well, you still have that temper.” Old Master Jun didn't blame her.

Before, Qiao Baoer wasn't like this now, not well-mannered, not respectful of rules.

Immediately, he raised his hand and ordered, "Prepare the dishes."

It is 5 pm now. Jun's family usually doesn't eat dinner this early, and the dishes on the table are mainly light and healthy. It seems they are taking care of Qiao Baier's injury.

Qiao Bao'er saw a woman wearing a bright purple, luxurious cheongsam. From her dignified walking posture, Qiao Bao'er knew she came from a distinguished family. The noblewoman had her hair tied up and adorned with ruby hairpins, looking very elegant and high-class.

"This is Zhimu's mother, Qiao Bao'er," Gu Ruoyan introduced softly.

Joe Bao'er raised an eyebrow, "Oh." she replied.

There was no need to call out to Jiang Meili, anyway, no one remembered her now. Calling out "Mom" to a stranger felt so awkward.

And, for some reason, Qiao Baoer instinctively didn't like this woman.

Jiang Meili sat at the dining table first respectfully called out to the old man, then politely nodded to Gu Ruoyan and greeted her. When she sat down, her eyes glanced at Qiao Baier for a moment longer than usual.

It seems very curious that she, this daughter-in-law of theirs, has seemingly forgotten all of them.

Jun Zhimu, as always, was the last one to arrive at the table. He sat in his usual spot, next to Qiao Baoer.

Jo Bao'er reacted greatly, she immediately stood up.

The lord's gaze turned, his eyes searching hers with a depth that held her captive.

"...I, I sat on the other side of my aunt." She felt a little uncomfortable under everyone's gaze, but she still insisted on not sitting next to Junzhimu.

Jun Zhi Mu's face showed no expression, he just hesitated for a second before sitting down, not holding it against her.

Jo Bao'er's expression visibly relaxed.

Mr. Jun and Jiang Meili saw this scene with their own eyes, each with different thoughts in their hearts.

It's not quite what Qiao Ba'er imagined. She thought a family like this would have a large number of people, gathered together, eating in an orderly and disciplined manner.

The members of the Jun family weren't many. There used to be Jun San姑gu and Jun Zhiyan, but now only a few of them remained at the wide table.

This meal was eaten very quietly and stiffly.

After dinner, Jiang Meili said goodbye to Old Master Jun and returned to her own room.

Junzhimu and Gu Ruyue were talking about something, they walked out of the main hall living room side by side...

"Sit down and have a cup of tea." Qiao Bao'er felt very insecure here. She had originally wanted to go out with her aunt, but Old Master Jun stopped her.

Before, Qiao Baier's maternal grandfather also liked to drink tea. She didn't particularly resist it. She glanced at this Jun Zhi Mu's grandfather and nodded, honestly sitting beside the old man.

Master Jun patiently handled the teaware and brewed a pot of top-grade Da Hong Pao.

Golden and clear tea, poured into a dainty white jade cup, fills the air with its fragrant aroma.

Is it good

The old man tasted it himself, and asked in his usual manner.

Jo Bao'er also tasted a small mouthful and nodded.

It's better than all the tea she has ever drunk. If her grandfather were here, Qiao Baoer would definitely steal some to take back.

"You weren't allowed to drink during your pregnancy, but you snuck two sips anyway." Old Master Jun snorted, bringing up the past.

Qiao Baoer was surprised, "Did I really steal it"

“The housemaid and Mrs. Fang can testify.”

As they sipped tea and reminisced about old times, the atmosphere gradually became less strained.

"...Grandpa, I think your eyes look strange when you're looking at me."

When Qiao Ba'er called out "Grandpa," Jun Lao Ye immediately felt a surge of excitement. Knowing her bad temper, it was unlikely she would call him that willingly.

"How strange, would I eat you"

Despite the excitement bubbling inside him, the old man maintained a stern expression, feigning seriousness.

"I feel like the way you look at me, it's as if you did something to apologize for, and you feel ashamed."

Jo Bao'er, like a newborn calf fearless of tigers, speaks with remarkable directness.

"What did you say!" Old Master Jun almost choked on his tea.

“And what about that lotus pond you’re building there Don’t you find it rather frightening at night”

Mr. Jun's face turned black with anger, and he didn't know how to communicate with her.

The elderly butler standing beside her coughed violently, pretending to gently remind Qiao Bao'er about her way of speaking.

Qiao Baoer misunderstood, thinking the old housekeeper was hinting that she could leave.

She got up briskly, “Well, then I’m going.” She didn’t seem to want to stay and chat with the old man at all.

Old Master Jun was so angry that he glared fiercely at her back, "...Look, look at how she can anger me even more now!" The old butler's face was full of wry smiles.

Now Qiao Bao'er feels more youthful, sharp, and simpler.

She was blunt and didn't know how to sugarcoat things.

There was indeed deep guilt in the old man's eyes, because they had known about Miss Zhiyan's mental illness for a long time. The old man also bore some responsibility for Qiao Baoer's injury this time.

Jo Baoer walked out of the main house's living room, curiously moving around.

It's about 6 pm now, and the sun has just started to set. The afterglow shines down, and Qiao Bao'er, looking at this beautiful garden scenery in front of her, is truly delighted.

To have their home decorated like a royal palace, these folks really know how to live it up.

Soon, Qiao Bao'er discovered that her aunt and Jun Zhimu were standing by the artificial fish pond, chatting about something. Her aunt's expression seemed a little embarrassed.

Joe Bao'er frowned, feeling that her aunt had been bullied.

Walk quickly over there.

Facing the breeze, one could hear their conversation, “She just got out of the hospital today, it would be better if she slept in the guest room with me tonight.”

She sleeps in the master bedroom.

"But, ZhiMu, this really can't be rushed. Bao'er has no memory of you at all. Asking her to sleep with you tonight... that would be like her having a first time with a stranger..."

Qiao Baoer heard this, her heart also tightened. She stepped on a dry branch with her left foot, making a snap.

The lord's shepherd was very perceptive and immediately turned around.

Instantly, the two of them stared at each other in stunned silence.break-in, but what thief would go to her kitchenHolding her phone tightly, ready to call the police at any moment, she hesitated and decided to be brave. She crept closer cautiously. Soon, Zhu Xiaowe...