During this ti, with all the soups and dicinal tonics, he was nourished so much that he felt he might get a nosebleed.
"Xiao Hai has indeed gained quite a bit of weight," said the old man Yu. "Since you’re discharged, spend so ti at ho getting well so that when your mother-in-law sees you, she won’t be worried."
To this day, Old Madam Qiu is still unaware of Qiu Qianghai’s accident. Everyone kept it from her, saying he was on a business trip, and mother and son talked on the phone regularly, so the old lady didn’t suspect a thing.
"Please no, if I keep eating, I’ll turn into a ball!"
Qiu Qianghai said in horror.
Yu Qingli, behind, was telling his wife about everything that had happened in the study.
Qiu Qingyun didn’t pay much attention to her brother at this ti, as she was shocked by what her husband had said.
Her husband, like their son, could cultivate now.
Looking at her husband, glowing with vitality, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes fading away, Qiu Qingyun was filled with mixed emotions.
But deep down in her eyes, a trace of worry erged.
The reason she married Yu Qingli, who hadn’t yet reached such a status, was precisely because his looks captured her heart.
This middle-aged husband, with his unparalleled charm and particularly his deanor, made him visually attractive.
His high status and authority only attracted more unwanted attention.
She still rembers, when her brother had his accident and was hospitalised, a young nurse looked at her husband with bright eyes.
Yu Qingli was unaware of his wife’s worries; he patted the hand of Qiu Qingyun, who was holding his arm, "Let’s eat first. It’s Gu Miss’s first ti visiting, we can’t neglect her."
"I know, I’ll go check on the kitchen."
Qiu Qingyun went into the kitchen, sweeping away her worries.
The man she had loved for half her life was still soone she trusted.
Touching her still firm skin, she thought she wasn’t yet at the age of decline, so what was the point of worrying?
Old Master Yu invited Gu Jin and An Mingji into the dining room, ushering them to the main seats.
Gu Jin politely refused, sitting in the first seat on the right, with An Mingji taking the second seat next to her.
Seeing this, the old man Yu also didn’t sit at the main seat.
He took the first seat on the left, opposite Gu Jin, followed by Yu Qingli, and left a space for Qiu Qingyun, then Qiu Qianghai in order.
As for Yu Shuo, he was placed by the old man next to An Mingji.
Soon, Qiu Qingyun and the kitchen chefs brought out the dishes.
To entertain Gu Jin, the chefs of the Yu Family put forth their best culinary skills; each dish was exquisitely crafted, a feast for the eyes and the palate.
Even Gu Jin couldn’t help but praise the taste of these dishes.
The Yu Family’s chefs were incomparable to her own cooking skills; they were true professionals.
The als she prepared were only tastier than most households’, but not as refined as those made by the Yu Family’s chefs, who delivered dishes that were truly a feast for the senses.
At the Yu Family’s table, there were no strict rules about silence during als.
Yu Qingli ntioned his work, bringing up Xing Wenming, which imdiately caused Qiu Qianghai to exclaim indignantly, "Let that bastard enjoy his freedom for a bit longer. Once my cast is off, I’m surely going after him for payback!"
His near-death experience this ti, he’ll rember for a lifeti.
Yu Qingli disagreed, "Let’s wait, the Xing Family has ties with the Beijing Yin Family. We should act only after our informants return with news from Beijing."
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