Chapter 50 The Pain Unspoken

from a young age, and in terms of affection, she cared for him more than his own biological mother. Jun Zhi Mu would always give her three points of face in everything, but there are limits to everyt...Why can't you play the piano in front of Junzhimu

Qiao Baoer didn't expect that Old Master Jun would really have someone send a piano back, and he even let her play a Canon. She considered herself to be a pretty good pianist, but the butler beside her looked very nervous.

The housekeeper's face was a bit embarrassed, "Because Young Master Zhimu... he hates..."

"Why can't we celebrate Lord Jun's birthday Isn't the Jun family just celebrating the Lantern Festival" Qiao Bao'er stared curiously at the butler.

"This, this is actually..." The butler's voice was mumbled.

"Are you concerned about that debt"

Sitting in the center of the sofa, Old Master Jun took a sip of tea, put down the white jade teacup, and raised his bushy eyebrows to ask back.

Jo Bao'er's expression was a little awkward, and she immediately denied it, "No."

"Madam, our young master dislikes having others interfere with his affairs..." The butler sighed as he spoke.

"Staying hidden all the time, such a cold fish." Qiao Baoer immediately whispered sarcastically.

"Master Jun nodded in agreement, and muttered indignantly, “That devil child's bad temper, I wonder who he inherited it from He walks around with a sour face all day, and doesn't know how to be filial at all.”

"Grandpa, you didn't used to say it like that..."

Seeing the two of them united against their common enemy, the butler couldn't help but chuckle. He then picked up an album and handed it to Qiao Baoer.

Qiao Bao'er took the album, flipped it open and glanced at it casually. "This little imp is Jun Zhimu!"

In the photo, a little boy about three years old is wearing a light blue sailor suit and a small hat. He stands obediently at the entrance of a private kindergarten. His rosy and white face and bright eyes are shyly smiling at the camera.

Qiao Baoer was a little excited, she grabbed the photo album and leaned in to get a closer look, "Is this really Junzhi Mu's ice cube"

In the album, this little guy is so cute and adorable, how could he...

The butler, seeing Qiao Bao'er so excited, couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master Zhimu was very obedient and quiet as a child. Later, he was kidnapped..."

At this point, Mr. Jun's eyes darkened as he glanced at the butler. The butler immediately shut his mouth and dared not continue speaking.

Qiao Bao'er's eyes flashed with astonishment as she looked at Mr. Jun.

Cautiously probing, "Grandpa, was Junzhi Mu kidnapped as a child" Kidnappings of wealthy children are occasionally in the news, but this one seems different.

Mr. Jun didn't answer her, only raising his head to look at the black triangular piano across from him. His clouded old eyes held back a painful memory.

As the only grandson of the Jun family, Junzhi was naturally a precious jewel. However...

The housekeeper looked at Qiao Bao'er and spoke softly, "Young Mistress, don't blame our young master for being too cold. He just hides too many secrets..."

Perhaps one day he will tell you that himself.

Qiao Bao'er heard him say that, and did not pursue the question.

It's just... maybe that day will never come, because she'll leave the Jun family after giving birth to a child.

Thinking of you, Jun Mu, Qiao Baoer felt a tightness in her chest.

He glanced at the antique grandfather clock on the left, got up from the sofa, and said to Mr. Jun opposite him, "Grandpa, I'm leaving now..."

"Where to"

Lu Qinan drove to the airport and glanced at the man in the back seat, asking faintly.

"Go home."

Junzhi Mu had just gotten off the plane, a weariness evident in his brow and eyes. He leaned his head against the car window, watching the scenery whizz by, his expression contemplative.

The car was driving smoothly. Lu Qinan glanced in the rearview mirror and noticed Jun Zhimu's absent-minded appearance. Every time Jun Zhimu asked him to pick him up, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Lu Qinian immediately thought of Qiao Bao'er. Could that demoness have angered him again

"As for the shepherd, actually it was me who wanted to take Qiao Bao'er to see the fireworks on Lantern Festival. She didn't..." Lu Qinnan stepped in as a peacemaker, taking the blame voluntarily.

"Am I too harsh on her" Jun Zhimu suddenly said in a cold voice, cutting him off.

Lu Qinian heard his question and raised an eyebrow, momentarily unsure how to respond.

Junzhi's shepherd has always been indifferent to everyone, and now suddenly asking if he is too harsh on a woman is really strange.

"Zhi Mu, I heard you ran red lights all the way from the club to the fireworks display that day and almost got into an accident..." Lu Qinan suddenly asked curiously, "Were you acquainted with Qiao Baor before" He seemed really nervous that day.

Jun's gaze softened, his eyes narrowing as he stared intently out the car window.

Lu Qinan, seeing his attitude, wisely shut up. However...

"A shepherd, you may not understand women very well. Women are creatures who sometimes need things to be explicitly stated for them to comprehend," said Young Master Lu earnestly.

Jun Zhi Mu should be concerned about her, but with his cold personality and habit of using a commanding tone towards those below him, he probably doesn't understand the meaning of tenderness.

"You know her so well!"

Jun Zhi Mu's face turned cold, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at him.

Lu Qinan, hearing his displeasure, immediately wilted and weakly cleared his relationship, "I'm not close to her."

Since the Lantern Festival, Jun Zhimu went to Paris on a business trip for five days due to work matters. He was originally coming back because his father at home required him to attend 'classes' every Sunday, but when he got home today, he found that someone else was absent.

"Where did she go"

Upon returning to his home, Junzhi's shepherd noticed the old man leisurely tending to his potted plants in the backyard. With a hint of restraint in his tone, he asked,

Master Jun put his potted plant back on the shelf, as if he hadn't heard Jun Zhimu's question. He turned his head directly to Lu Qinian and asked, "How is your grandfather doing lately"

"My grandfather is in good health, thank you for your concern." Lu Qinan immediately replied respectfully.

Jun's gaze was heavy with impatience, and he stepped forward. "Where did she go" He repeated his question.

How are your parents doing lately

Master Jun looked at Lu Qinnan and continued to ask leisurely.

Lu Qinan's brow furrowed with perspiration. Under immense pressure, he murmured, "My parents are currently traveling in Europe. Everything is going well. Thanks for your concern."

"How are your three elder brothers doing lately" Old Master Jun continued to ask him, without getting tired of it.

Lu Qinan's face was twisted in displeasure. This old man clearly didn't want to deal with his grandson, so why was he using me as a scapegoat

She looked up at Junzhi, the shepherd opposite her. Indeed, his face was very grim.

"Jun's shepherd turned his head directly to the bodyguard behind him and roared, "Where is Madam Where has she gone! Didn't I tell you to follow her!"

"You think just because you take the dog for a walk every day, you need someone to follow her!" Mr. Jun suddenly snorted angrily.

"She's pregnant…" Jun Zhi Mu's face was complex as he looked at his grandfather.

He rushed back, but Qiao Bao'er was gone!

"Are you concerned for the child in her belly, or are you worried about her" Old Master Jun raised an eyebrow and glared at his cold and aloof grandson.

"I don't think you could possibly care about her," he added coolly. "You were caught having a 'car crash' in broad daylight with that Ms. Liu. How could you possibly care about your wife and children at home"

The grandfather and grandson glared at each other, the atmosphere was tense, and the rest of the people were innocent bystanders who felt uneasy and apprehensive.

The housekeeper sighed helplessly, "Young Master Zhimu, this morning, Old Lady Qiao suffered a sudden high blood pressure and was admitted to the hospital. Madam rushed back to the city..."

Jun Zhimu's face flickered with complex emotions. Qiao Bao'er was back in the city

Qiao Bao'er did return to the city. She went straight to the hospital to visit her grandmother, but the old woman was resting and sleeping in the ward. Even with a nurse by her side, she didn't go in to disturb her, thinking of visiting again tomorrow.

She hated the Qiao family, except for her aunt Gu Ruoyan. Qiao Bao'er felt like she had no relatives other than her.

But she was a tough exterior, soft interior kind of person. And Grandma was eighty years old, those things she once hated, it seemed like so many years ago now...

Every time she returns to the market, she feels a tinge of sadness.

Everyone has their own secrets, hidden in those heart wounds they're unwilling to speak of.

She suddenly remembered Jun Zhimu. A man like Jun Zhimu must have many unpleasant pasts that he didn't want to mention. Maybe he would say it to his Miss Liu Anyway, it wouldn't be her.

Qiao Baoer arrived in the city around 3 pm. It was still early, and she didn't want to stay cooped up in the hotel, so she hailed a taxi for a drive around town.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure and was stunned.

"Stop the car!"

She told the driver to roll down the window, and with her eyes slightly open, she looked at a small alley on her left...

Over there, two women are having a heated argument, and one of them is Liu Yiy.

Joe Baoer was perplexed. Liu Yiy Why would she...

"You got the wrong person!" voices argued from down the alley.

"Little Butterfly, Little Butterfly, I know it's you. Where have you been all these years Do you know how worried Mom has been about you..."

"I told you, I'm not! I'm not Zhang Xiaod ie, my name is Liu Yiy i now. I'm a famous actress, I won't come back to live a hard life with you. Don't bother me—"

The middle-aged woman was shoved hard, sprawling in the narrow alley.

The woman wanted to take a step to chase after him, but her ankle twisted. With tears on her face, she could only shout, "Xia Die..." at the running figure disappearing in front of her.

"Aunt Zhang, are you alright"

Qiao Ba'er got out of the car and hurried over, helping the older woman up.

Zhang Mama watched the disappearing figure at the end of the alley, tears streaming uncontrollably. She raised her right hand and wiped away a tear, "Bao'er, I'm fine, don't laugh at me."

Qiao Ba'er knows this lady because she is the owner of the milk tea shop, and Qiao Ba'er once worked part-time there.

She helped Zhang Dama back into the milk tea shop. Qiao Baoer thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "That one just now..."

“She is my daughter.” She said, her voice choked with emotion.

Is Liu Yiyin Zhang Dama's daughter

Joe Bao'er was shocked, "Could I have made a mistake"

Lu Qinan once said that Liu Yiyin had been adopted by a Canadian couple when she was a baby...

My daughter ran away from home six years ago and cut off contact with me. I raised her myself, and even if she had plastic surgery and changed her face, I would recognize her! Zhang's mother said, her voice a bit agitated.

"Six years ago" Qiao Bao'er's eyes were deep in thought.

"Six years ago, it was during the time you worked part-time in my store," Zhang Damo looked at Qiao Bao'er's face, her expression passing through a complex and tangled look, whispering softly.

"Back then, there was a man..." on.They several people were looking around in the spacious square. Since New Moon City was Tang Yu's current apartment complex, Qiao Baoer was more familiar with the environment here, and she quickly...