novelraw Chapter 507: Self-inflicted Consequences (5)
Chapter 507: Self-inflicted Consequences (5)
"Don’t worry, Mom will definitely not let him marry Qiao Mo. Just focus on being the young mistress of the Fu family." Mrs. Chen lifted her gaze towards Qiao Mo, a shadow briefly passing through her eyes.Chen Shiqing was momentarily stunned, then she spoke up, "Mom? Do you have some plan?"
"Lean closer."
Chen Shiqing moved in a little closer, Mrs. Chen raised her hand to cover, whispering something to her, the diamonds on her ring glinting.
"As expected of my mom! Now I want to see what face Qiao Mo has to keep clinging to Nancheng."
Chen Shiqing was exceptionally excited, her eyes full of anticipation.
Mrs. Chen reached out and gave her forehead a slight push, "You... are too eager for quick success. I find Qiao Mo to be more composed than you. You seem strong but are actually spoiled by your father and me, completely lacking ideas."
"Oh Mom, why do you praise others and belittle yourself? No matter how capable Qiao Mo is, what can she do if you make a move? Could she possibly escape from your clutches?" Chen Shiqing flattered her mother by wrapping her arms around her.
Mrs. Chen smiled slightly, looking very gentle, "Alright. Don’t let your guard down. After all, regardless of Qiao Mo, winning Fu Nancheng’s heart is the key. It’s been so long, yet you haven’t got a fraction of Qiao Mo’s skills; wouldn’t people laugh their heads off if they heard?"
"Humph, she’s just relying on her looks. If her face is ruined, I want to see how she competes with me!" A hint of malice flashed in Chen Shiqing’s eyes.
Mrs. Chen remained silent, saying nothing more.
...
After entering the banquet, many people were flattering Fu Nancheng.
After all, Mr. Fu was the main character today, but he hadn’t appeared yet, so many things were managed by him and his second uncle, Fu Zhiyuan.
Yet clearly, compared to Fu Zhiyuan, people were far more inclined to favor Fu Nancheng.
As a result, he was quickly surrounded, forced to deal with them with a sullen face.
Qiao Mo was pushed aside, but she wasn’t bothered.
After all, the Fu family held a prestigious position. People had the mentality of clinging to power, which was understandable.
She circled the dining table twice, planning to find something to eat and fill her stomach.
But by the time she picked up two small cakes, there was a crisp sound from not far away; a white plate slipped from a lady’s hand and fell onto the table.
Qiao Mo looked up, the lady was probably in her thirties or forties, wearing a rather elegant dress with a pearl necklace and stud earrings, her hair up, well-maintained.
But at the moment, her face was pale, her body slightly swaying, seemingly uncomfortable.
She immediately put down her plate and stepped forward to support her, "Are you alright?"
"Uh... I’m fine..." The lady lightly waved her hand, indicating.
"Let me help you to the side for a rest." Qiao Mo spoke softly.
"Okay." The lady answered softly.
Qiao Mo supported her to a less crowded corner, worrying she might be feeling unwell due to the noise and crowd earlier.
"Do you feel better?"
The woman’s gaze slowly became clear, but the moment she turned to look at Qiao Mo, she froze, staring at her lost in thought, "You... you..."
Qiao Mo was slightly perturbed, subtly observing her expression. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke again, "Are you alright?"
The lady regained her senses, but her eyes still lingered on Qiao Mo’s face, staring at her for a long time.
"You... what’s your name?" The lady asked after a long pause, instinctively reaching out to hold Qiao Mo’s hand.