Chapter 18
She must find a way to take care of her mother.

……

Xiao Qingyi was meditating when the car had already driven into the black iron carved gate of the Bai family.

The Bai family is one of the four wealthy families in Shengjing. Their ancestors were in the jade business. The recent three generations of the Bai family have been prosperous in official career, which shows its development prospects.

When the car stopped, Jiang Bei was the first to get off.

He walked to Xiao Qingyi's side, rolled down the car window, and said to her: "Yiyi, you and Qinghe are in the car, I'll go pick up Mr. Zhang."

They have already entered the gate of Bai's house, how could Xiao Qingyi just let it go.

Bai Qingyi is gone, at least she can get a glimpse of Hun Chuanqian's biological mother from a distance in the mourning hall.

She is articulate now.

Her uncompromising attitude.

"I."

"Go."

The original owner was taken out of the Xiao family by Qin Huai at the age of 8, and it has been almost 10 years since Qing He took care of her daily life and food.

Therefore, Qing He understood her meaning best.

Qing He said to Jiang Bei: "Yiyi wants to go with you to pick up Mr. Zhang. She used to be afraid of strangers, but now she has finally gotten better. It's rare to see such a big scene with so many people. It's good to take her there to learn more."

Jiang Bei felt that what Qing He said made sense, he nodded, "You stay with me, otherwise if something happens, the eldest son will settle accounts with you and me."

Qing He nodded and smiled: "Yes."

Hearing this, Xiao Qingyi's thoughts moved slightly.

She couldn't figure it out, what was the virtue and ability of the original owner, how would the eldest son treat a strange disease like her, whose biological father was unknown and whose biological mother threw herself into a well?

At ten o'clock in the morning, it was earlier than Jiang Bei expected, and the official condolence time had not yet begun.

Xiao Qingyi pushed the door and got out of the car, the autumn wind carrying the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus slowly blew from behind her, messing up her long hair.

Three days have passed since taking K3, and all the skin on her body has returned to the elasticity and condition that a young girl should have, and it is even fairer and more delicate than ordinary pampered daughters.

The only thing is that her appearance looks like it was burned by a fire, mottled and weird.

However, she has an excellent figure; she should be as thin as she should be.

If you don't look at the face, no matter how you look at it, you look like a slim girl.

She put on the mask and sunglasses, then brushed her long hair.

Jiang Bei was taken aback by her hair toss. In addition to being shocked by the changes K3 brought to Xiao Qingyi, he also saw a faint momentum from Xiao Qingyi.

It turned out that the son adopted by his parents was a piece of rough jade.

Tsk, I really don't know what kind of commotion will be caused in the city of Shengjing after this piece of uncut jade is finely crafted.

……

The condolence hall is set on the well-kept lawn of the Bai family. It takes at least a quarter of an hour to walk from the parking lot where they got off the car to the condolence lawn.

What's interesting is that most of the guests on the road leading to the mourning hall are young and beautiful girls.

Although they were all dressed in black, they were all dressed up to attend. They all looked around, looking forward, as if they were looking for someone, how could they look like they were here to express their condolences?
What made Xiao Qingyi even more puzzled was that she was just an illegitimate daughter of the Bai family before the soul wearer, so why her funeral was held in such a grand way, which was grand but not solemn.

In her opinion, the entire condolence ceremony was held like a very high-level sorority for a wealthy family.

It is impossible not to be chilled.

(End of this chapter)

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