195 The Late Truth (2)
195 The Late Truth (2)
Gu Qiaoqiao’s smile was extraordinarily affable, and Grandma Qin clearly had a good impression of her, chuckling as she asked, “Who do you want to inquire about? I’m familiar with almost every household here.”
“It’s about the Second Lady of Yubao Square’s Old Patriarch,” Gu Qiaoqiao said casually.
Grandma Qin sized up Gu Qiaoqiao and pursed her lips, “Is it that Ning Wanru’s family, the old demoness?”
An old demoness?
Clearly, Grandma Qin didn’t have a very good impression of Ning Wanru.
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, “Exactly, exactly.”
“What do you want with her?”
“I work at Yubao Square, and her grandson wants to fire me. I thought about speaking to his grandma to plead my case, as you know, it’s not easy to find jobs these days. I’ve got to try, if nothing else works, then it can’t be helped,” Gu Qiaoqiao explained.
Upon hearing this, Grandma Qin quickly pointed out the direction to Gu Qiaoqiao, “It’s by the side of that lake, in the most beautiful house over there.”
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded her thanks and hurried towards the lakeside.
Grandma Qin continued pushing her cart forward.
Soon, Gu Qiaoqiao was standing on the opposite shore of the lake.
On the other side of the shore was a dazzlingly opulent villa.
It was almost like something out of a movie.
Perhaps it was all fate.
A woman emerged from the villa, fanning herself, with someone holding a floral umbrella next to her. She leisurely made her way to the lakeshore and sat down under a pavilion.
A breeze passed by.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyes widened painfully as she stared intensely at the woman. After a while, the woman turned her head.
Gu Qiaoqiao covered her mouth.
She quickly hid behind a tree, then crouched down, biting her lips tightly.
She had seen this person before.
The woman who was walking with Gu Jiansheng that day.
She looked very young for an old lady.
An idea flashed through Gu Qiaoqiao’s mind, and she suddenly remembered what that woman had said upon seeing her that day…
Lady Yu!
Yes, she’d blurted out “Lady Yu.”
Lady Yu?
Who could that be?
Gu Qiaoqiao pondered deeply. She bore a striking resemblance to the woman in the photos with Grandma Yu, and Ning Wanru had called her Lady Yu.
At that moment, Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t need to compare the photo anymore to confirm that the woman in the photo was indeed her Great Grandma Lady Yu, and the man must be a young Gu Qingfeng.
And naturally, the boy was her own grandfather.
Later, the span between her grandfather’s wedding photo and this photo was not large, about three years, so Gu Qiaoqiao recognized her grandfather at a glance.
As for not recognizing Gu Qingfeng, it was due to the great age difference; one was merely in his thirties, while the other was already well into his seventies.
Even holding the photo, one might not have noticed.
Gu Qiaoqiao peeked out from behind the tree, while Ning Wanru was still enjoying the sunny, leisurely life of a lady of leisure.
Gu Qiaoqiao once again cast a stern glance in that direction and quietly left.
She then took a taxi to Gu Garden.
The gates were tightly closed, not a sound to be heard.
Indeed, what noise could there be?
Everyone was at the hospital.
The fake Gu Kun had died, and that other Gu Qingfeng had been in a car accident.
Obviously, no one would be here.
Gu Qiaoqiao gazed at the gate; this was the place where her grandfather was born and raised.
As she looked, her eyes moistened.
When Grandpa left home, he must have been quite young, right? Why did he leave home?
What about Great Grandma?
Was it Grandma Yu, or perhaps Grandma Yu was Great Grandma’s friend or maid?
And Gu Qingfeng?