Chang Yuncheng.
Qi Yue was stunned for a moment.
“If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t care whether you lived or died,” Old Madam Xie said.
Qi Yue wasn’t angry but laughed instead.
“You really do live up to your surname Xie,” she laughed.
Old Madam Xie naturally knew whom she was referring to, snorted lightly, and said nothing.
The people from the money house arrived outside, and Qi Yue had to go out. She understood nothing about these matters, so Old Madam Xie personally handled everything.
They selected items for daily use at home, while the precious and valuable items were carted away. Receiving such a large transaction, especially learning that all these belongings belonged to this young lady alone, the money house people’s eyes changed when they looked at Qi Yue.
This must be the wealthiest young lady in all of Yongqing Prefecture, right?
After finishing these matters, Old Madam Xie directed the servants to properly arrange the daily necessities. It wasn’t until the sky began to darken that everything was finally organized.
Qi Yue placed a cup of tea before Old Madam Xie.
“Thank you,” she said.
Old Madam Xie didn’t touch the tea.
“Skip the thanks,” she said. “I told you I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for Yuncheng. If you live well out here, you’ll stop pestering him, and he can get on with his life properly.”
Qi Yue smiled.
“Yes, he’ll definitely have a good life,” she said.
Old Madam Xie said nothing, lifted her foot, and stepped forward. Qi Yue didn’t say anything either, following behind to see her off.
“Give up hope. There’s no possibility between you two,” Old Madam Xie stopped and said again.
“Is it because of the old marchioness?” Qi Yue asked with a smile.
“That’s right.” Old Madam Xie seemed to have finally waited for her to ask this question and immediately answered.
Qi Yue nodded but said nothing more.
“Why don’t you ask?” Old Madam Xie looked at her and couldn’t help asking curiously.
“Ask what?” Qi Yue smiled. “Ask what grudge the old marchioness really has against you? Ask whether she really harmed Yuncheng’s mother? Whether she did or didn’t—what of it? She was extremely good to me, and that’s enough for me. It’s enough that I have no reason to question her, let alone hate her.”
She sighed at this point.
“Yuncheng feels exactly the same way, doesn’t he?” she said.
No matter how helpless, no matter how reluctant to let go, what could be done? That was his aunt, his adoptive mother, the one who raised and nurtured him with great kindness.
Old Madam Xie looked at her, nodded, and turned to leave.
“Old Madam,” Qi Yue called after her again.
Old Madam Xie turned back to look at her.
“Did the old marchioness really do those things?” Qi Yue asked.
Old Madam Xie’s expression was stunned.
This woman—didn’t she say she wouldn’t ask? She spoke so righteously about it. What was this about?
“Actually, I still really want to know,” Qi Yue said with a sweet smile.
Old Madam Xie looked at her, both angry and wanting to laugh.
“You woman,” she said, taking a deep breath. “The old marchioness is the type who would treasure what she likes in her heart, and constantly wish to destroy what she dislikes.”
Then she looked at Qi Yue.
“We are irreconcilably opposed to her—we cannot coexist under the same heaven,” she said word by word.
Qi Yue made an “oh” sound.
It seemed she was the one who was liked, while the Xie sisters…
Old Madam Xie thumped her cane heavily, said not another word, turned around, and got in the carriage.
The carriage traveled down the alley into the distance, disappearing into the night.
“Young mistress,” A’Ru called softly.
Qi Yue turned to look at her and smiled.
“Still calling me young mistress?” she said.
A’Ru looked at her and smiled too.
“My lady, let’s go in. It’s time for dinner,” she said.
Qi Yue took her arm.
“Good, let me see if A’Hao’s cooking skills have improved,” she laughed.
“My lady, you’re teasing me again. I really have improved,” A’Hao’s voice came from behind.
She personally carried a food box, with two old women behind her also carrying two boxes, approaching with smiles.