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Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 253 - My Fist Can Help You Pave a Way
Chapter 253: Chapter 253 My Fist Can Help You Pave a Way Through Blood
Chapter 253 -253 My Fist Can Help You Pave a Way Through Blood
He laughed and said, “Don’t worry, even though the Old Patriarch is getting old, his power and influence still remain, and the foundation is there, and besides, there’s me…”
Ah?
Gu Qiaoqiao moved her red lips and looked at Qin Yize with eyes that were brimming with waves of surprise.
Qin Yize had a half-smile on his face, clenched and unclenched his hands, and teased, “My fists can help carve out a bloody path for you…”
Gu Qiaoqiao stared at Qin Yize, dazed.
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This Qin Yize was like a mischievous grown boy, his starry eyes gleaming with a different kind of bright light.
After a moment, she started giggling.
So it turns out, Qin Yize could be this humorous.
Her mood had inexplicably improved a lot.
The tinkling laughter made Qin Yize breathe a sigh of relief, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face.
He really wasn’t skilled at sweet-talking girls.
But it seemed that Gu Qiaoqiao preferred it a bit more violent.
This girl!
But then, seeing her smile, which was like the rosy dawn breaking through the clouds, he felt it was all worth it.
He felt slightly entranced at the bottom of his heart.
He straightened up and reached out his hand; he was tall, and with an outstretched arm, he could easily reach the top frame of the grape trellis.
There, a few pink flowers that resembled roses were climbing.
Qin Yize didn’t recognize them.
But he easily plucked them off swiftly and then sat back down on the bench, his fingers nimbly starting to weave.
Gu Qiaoqiao watched curiously and then suddenly exclaimed, “Oh no, you’re going to get scolded. The flowers in this courtyard are your mother’s favorites…”
Qin Yize was unfazed, continuing his quick movements, and swiftly crafted a flower bracelet.
Then, when he pulled Gu Qiaoqiao closer, he slipped it onto her wrist without drawing attention.
After examining it carefully, he smiled at Gu Qiaoqiao, “Everyone’s busy digesting what happened to you today; they don’t have the time to care about this.”
Gu Qiaoqiao had never worn a bracelet woven from fresh flowers and green leaves before.
She lifted her wrist curiously.
With a slight shake, the flowers that were exposed outside gently swayed a few times,
Releasing a faint fragrance with the breeze.
Pretty fun.
Er, and quite nice-looking too.
Qin Yize thought that if he were to buy her a bracelet, Gu Qiaoqiao probably wouldn’t even wear it.
The road ahead is long, and there’s much work to be done.
Thus, what should have been an agitating day passed by peacefully.
Qin Xuan and Shen Manru didn’t pester her with questions either.
They already had a rough understanding of the situation.
Moreover, these were matters from half a century ago, and aside from the people directly involved, no one else knew what had actually happened.
As for Gu Qingfeng, he remained tight-lipped about it.
So Gu Qiaoqiao knew even less.
After exchanging a few words, Gu Qiaoqiao and Qin Yize returned to their room.
And Qin Yize enjoyed a stolen half day of leisure; neither of them went out again. One sat in a wicker chair on the balcony of the study reading a book, while the other organized her jade carvings.
They would have to return to the Imperial Capital, so these things would not be taken along.
Leaving them with the Qin Family was the safest option.
And the Mysterious Dragon Box as well.
She wouldn’t take that either; Gu Qingfeng had tacitly acknowledged that the box belonged to her, so she wasn’t in a hurry to open it.
For some reason, Gu Qiaoqiao had a premonition in her heart.
It was that the Red Spirit Jade Marrow wouldn’t be so easy to carve.
But the specifics would have to wait until Great Grandfather gave her the items.
The carving tools needed to be taken; they were convenient to use.
Gu Qiaoqiao cleaned up quickly, while Qin Yize continued to read his book quietly.
Gu Qiaoqiao felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had returned to those three years of her previous life.