CHAPTER 1049: CHAPTER 1047: Q IS RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES (1)

"No need, I’ve eaten by myself. I just came to see Mom." Han Qingqing said gently with a warm smile, shaking her head.

After a pause, Han Qingqing spoke to Old Madam Han again, "Mom, I’m going back."

Despite having run off with a poor scholar without looking back, provoking Old Madam Han’s fury to the point of declaring a cut-off of their mother-daughter relationship, years later, Han Qingqing returned with a disability and a child in tow. Old Madam Han still took her in. Although the relationship remained stiff due to Han Qingqing’s refusal to disclose the events of those years, to Old Madam Han, Han Qingqing was still the flesh of her flesh, born after ten months of pregnancy. Hearing this, Old Madam Han fell silent for a moment before finally speaking, "Go ahead."

Han Qingqing’s arrival, like an interlude, soon passed.

Everyone continued to offer birthday wishes and chat; the atmosphere was lively.

However, in the latter half of the banquet, Zhang Te exchanged a glance with Han Jingnian. After receiving Han Jingnian’s slight nod of approval, Zhang Te, who was pouring drinks for Han Yixiao, appeared to be a little drunk. His hand trembled as he gripped the glass, accidentally spilling half of the drink onto Han Yixiao.

"Miss, I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose..." Zhang Te apologized while helping Han Yixiao wipe the hem of her dress with a tissue.

Han Yixiao was wearing a white dress which became slightly transparent when wet. Seeing this, Xia Wan’an spoke up, "Go upstairs and change into a different outfit. In Han Jingnian’s bedroom, there are clothes of mine that Yixiao can wear."

Han Yixiao was unaware of the arrangements made by Han Jingnian and the others. She only knew what Zhang Te had seriously told her on the way to the old mansion: to simply do as he said.

Therefore, ever since she stepped into the old mansion, whether drinking water or eating food, she would glance at Zhang Te first.

Including now, even though she quite liked her little cousin-in-law, upon hearing Xia Wan’an’s suggestion, she instinctively turned to look at Zhang Te. Only after she saw Zhang Te give her a light nod did she immediately return a smile to Xia Wan’an with a couple of nods and then stood up.

Xia Wan’an: "Yixiao, can you manage alone? Do you need me to accompany you?"

Han Yixiao was indeed very eager to have Xia Wan’an accompany her upstairs, but just as she was about to nod her head with joy, remembering Zhang Te’s instructions, she looked at him again. Seeing Zhang Te shake his head at her, though she felt a little disappointed, she obediently shook her head at Xia Wan’an, gestured a few times to imply that "she was fine on her own," and then pointed towards the staircase before leaving.

All the guests were on the first floor, leaving the entire second floor empty.

Han Yixiao walked along the corridor, entering two meters in, and pushed open Han Jingnian’s bedroom.

As Xia Wan’an had mentioned, there were many beautiful dresses hanging in the wardrobe. She casually chose one, placed it on the sofa, and was about to start taking off her clothes when she heard faint footsteps approaching from behind.

Han Yixiao thought it was her imagination playing tricks on her and subconsciously ceased her actions. Then, looking downward, she saw a shadow cast on the floor. As she instinctively turned around, she didn’t see anything clearly, only to find a dazzling dagger thrusting straight at her chest...