Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Lou Qianqian stood in the foyer, looking up at us. With all the whispering around her and the waves of sympathetic glances, she was nearly consumed by jealousy.
Just then, the urgent sound of footsteps echoed from outside, and everyone turned toward the entrance.
“President Jiang is back.”
Lou Qianqian’s eyes lit up. Immediately, she gathered up her skirt and jogged straight over to Jiang Haoyan’s father.
“Uncle Jiang, there’s something I need to tell you.
“Haoyan brought his girlfriend home and insisted on going up to the second floor. I know your study’s up there, and you never let anyone up lightly, but no matter what I said, Qiao Moyu just wouldn’t listen.
“Her family’s not well-off, so she was stunned just seeing the house. I tried to hold her back, but she wouldn’t stop, and insisted on running upstairs.”
President Jiang’s brow furrowed.
“Qiao Moyu?”
He looked up at us on the stairs and instantly turned stern.
“Nonsense!”
President Jiang strode up the stairs, with Lou Qianqian trailing eagerly behind.
“Tao Qing, what are you up to now? You believe in this kind of feudal superstition, all that mumbo-jumbo? Can’t you women find something useful to do for once?”
President Jiang scolded Mrs. Jiang severely, and Jiang Haoyan stepped in to defend his mother.
“Dad, how could you say that about Mom? This was introduced by Aunt, and you know all about her family, right? Besides, the Nobel Prize this year went to quantum entanglement. At the end of science lies theology-we should treat these things with some reverence.”
Jiang Haoyan rattled off his argument, making President Jiang’s expression darken further.
“I sent you to college for this?”
“All of you, get downstairs right now. As for you, Classmate Qiao-thanks for your good intentions, but our family doesn’t need this. Please go downstairs, have some tea and snacks.”
Lou Qianqian, having listened to it all, finally understood.
“So you’re not Jiang Haoyan’s girlfriend? You read feng shui? Ha! This is hilarious, trying to scam the Jiang Family with this stuff in this day and age. Qiao Moyu, you’ve got guts.
“Uncle, Aunt, don’t let her fool you. We share a dorm, so I know her best. Qiao Moyu is scheming-her grades are bad, and she’s always hanging out with old men, taking things from them.”
Lou Qianqian grabbed my arm triumphantly.
“Qiao Moyu, come downstairs with me.”