I'm Not Angry Anymore

Yu Qingmu was stunned. Is he talking about Tang Qiao?

The security guard pointed at the school. "Look, Tang Qiao is here."

Yu Qingmu turned around and saw Tang Qiao wearing a white and green spring school uniform. Her hair was black and soft, tucked behind her ears obediently. She looked youthful and sweet.

Yu Qing Mu was stunned on the spot. This is my niece? Qiao Qiao?

Tang Qiao walked closer, and her eyes became clearer. She stood in front of Yu Qingmu and looked into his eyes, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity.

After a while, Yu Qing Mu uncomfortably gripped the umbrella handle and said in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao…"

"Uncle." Tang Qiao pursed her lips, her black hair sticking to her fair cheeks. She looked very obedient.

"Please come in and talk." Duan Yi, who was standing behind, walked forward. "Hello, I'm Tang Qiao's homeroom teacher, Duan Yi."

"Hello." Yu Qing Mu shook hands with Duan Yi.

Yu Qing Mu was very tall, and he was thirty-eight years old. He had a straight figure and handsome eyes. He exuded the charm of a mature man. Duan Yi invited him to his office.

It was class time, so the office was empty and quiet.

Yu Qing Mu slowly calmed down and said to Duan Yi, "Mr. Duan, thank you for taking care of Qiao Qiao during this period."

"I'm just doing what I should do." Duan Yi took a glass of water and handed it to Yu Qingmu. "Tang Qiao was a little naughty before, but she's been much better recently."

Yu Qing Mu was very curious, so Duan Yi began his long speech. "Tang Qiao was a little dispirited a while ago, but now she loves to study…" He skipped over Tang Qiao's previous misdeeds and told him about her recent situation in detail, such as the competition, the monthly test, mathematics…Yu Qing Mu's eyes lit up as he listened. He kept asking for details, and the two of them chatted enthusiastically.

Tang Qiao sat on the chair and looked at Duan Yi and Yu Qingmu. She felt both curious and helpless. By the time Duan Yi and Yu Qingmu finished chatting, more than twenty minutes had passed. Duan Yi kindly gave Tang Qiao and Yu Qingmu some space. He stood up and said, "You guys can continue chatting. I'll go out and check on those students."

When Duan Yi left, he even thoughtfully closed the office door.

"Qiao Qiao, I'm very happy that you came to see me." Yu Qing Mu smiled.

"Uncle, I'm not angry anymore." Tang Qiao smiled and said softly.

"That's good, that's good," Yu Qingmu said with a hint of nostalgia in his voice. He couldn't help but feel a bit regretful about how things had turned out in the past. Back when Tang Qiao was exposed for her actions to drug Xia Xinduo at Xia Xinyao's birthday party, it had angered the Xia couple. Under the Xia Family's influence and pressure, the Tang Family decided to forcefully expel Tang Qiao from Beijing and transfer her to Feng City First High School. Tang Qiao pleaded with Old Mr. Yu for help, but despite his deep sympathy for her, he only conducted a discreet investigation into the situation. The Tang Family's decision to expel Tang Qiao couldn't be prevented, and this was why Tang Qiao harbored resentment toward Old Mr. Yu and her uncle, Yu Qingmu. They had come to Feng City to look for her repeatedly, but she had consistently avoided them.

Yu Qingmu gently stroked her black hair and made a heartfelt request, "Qiao Qiao, come back to Beijing with me." Beijing was a vast and dynamic city. The past rumors had faded away, and she had already moved on from Xia Xinduo.

Tang Qiao, however, shook her head with a smile. "Feng City is wonderful."

Yu Qingmu recalled everything he had seen in Feng City and couldn't help but smile. "Feng City is indeed nice." More importantly, he hadn't seen a Tang Qiao like this in a long time.

"But as for First High School..." Yu Qingmu had some concerns, given that Feng City First High School didn't have the best reputation.

"It's okay," Tang Qiao replied. She stood up. "I will go back to Beijing eventually, but not right now."

"Alright." Yu Qingmu saw that Tang Qiao seemed determined and stopped persuading her. He then asked, "Do you need someone to take care of you? Should I ask Aunt Yun to come over?"

"No need," Tang Qiao replied.

"What about your daily life?"

"Everything is fine," Tang Qiao said.

The question-and-answer session went on for a long time. Yu Qingmu repeated his reminders and instructions several times before he finally left with peace of mind.

At noon.

Lin Qingyu sat on the second floor of the cafeteria, engrossed in her meal when she overheard a conversation unfolding behind her.

"Did you hear the news? Tang Qiao is actually a rich second-generation heir!"

"What's your source?"

"I saw Tang Qiao's family arrive in a Bentley."

A Bentley, costing at least a million yuan.

"Is that for real?"

"Absolutely! Someone even posted a photo of it on the forum!"

Lin Qingyu's expression turned sour, and she cast a cold glance at the group of girls surrounding her.

"Who brought their cell phones here?"

Han Ya, with a mouthful of rice, cautiously regarded Lin Qingyu. "This is the cafeteria..." Cell phones are prohibited in their school. If they got caught, they would be in trouble.