Chapter 546: 546: Giving a Child as a Wedding Gift_1

“You dare to do it and yet fear others talking about it?!” Qiao Qiao scornfully glanced at Ye Xiandong’s lower body, then turned and walked upstairs.

As she passed by Cao Shiyu, she deliberately bumped into her shoulder.

Cao Shiyu was almost knocked down by Qiao Qiao. She glared at Qiao Qiao’s retreating figure and demanded, “What are you doing?!”

But Qiao Qiao acted as if she didn’t hear her. She didn’t give any response and just walked back to her room unperturbed.

Starting from today, she had to find a job. She could no longer demean herself for a man.

If she didn’t love herself more, then how could she expect others to cherish her?

With this thought, she started browsing the web to submit her resume.

Even if she were to lose her marriage in the future, she would start a new life. She was most afraid of disappointing her family. If the Qiao Family found out that she failed to keep her marriage intact, they would lose face. Her greatest fear was to bring trouble upon her own family.

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Starting from Monday, Fu Yan neglected his duties, visiting several orphanages in Taicheng. He wanted to find a cute and beautiful child for Ye Qilan, planning for him to present the child to Su Hongxing.

For Ye Qilan’s happiness, he was truly working his heart out.

For several consecutive days, Fu Yan was not at the company, leaving all affairs to Ye Qilan to handle.

By Wednesday, Ye Qilan started to get curious about whether Fu Yan had found a child yet.

Fu Yan was always well-organised in his work. This was the first time he took so long to finish a task.

“Have you still not found a child?”

When Fu Yan received a call from Ye Qilan, he was at the orphanage, summoning all the children to come forward.

It wasn’t clear whether his standards were too high, or whether the current kids were just malnourished, but as far as he was concerned, every kid looked sickly thin, every sight making him lose the desire to take them home.

“I am still looking, don’t worry. I will find a good-looking child for you.” Fu Yan said, though he was not confident.

“If you can’t find one, forget it.” That was what Ye Qilan honestly felt.

How could there be a cute baby in the orphanage? And the whole idea was indeed absurd. Who would give a child as a gift?

He could even imagine Su Hongxing’s fury when she received a child as a gift.

The reason he let Fu Yan make a fuss was because he had reached a deadlock.

Mo Li was keeping a close watch; if he did not figure out a solution, he would have to watch Su Hongxing fall into the arms of another man.@@novelbin@@

“We can’t give up easily. I take full responsibility for this matter. I promise to send a healthy, beautiful child to you within a fortnight. Consider this an early wedding gift for you and Su Hongxing.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Qilan couldn’t help but laugh.

Who had ever heard of giving a child as a wedding gift?

The days passed peacefully and it was the weekend in a blink of an eye. Today was the birthday of the Ye family’s elder.

Almost all the city’s elites were invited by the Ye Family.

Qiao Qiao did not want her relatives to be present because she feared she would drag her family into this. She sent her parents overseas on a vacation in advance, freeing her to deal with Cao Shiyu.

The Ye family was filled with anticipation because Ye Shiqing had said that he would bring his girlfriend to the birthday feast.

There was more big news: it had something to do with Ye Qilan.

Three years after leaving the Ye family, Ye Qilan would once again attend a grand dinner held by the Ye family today.

The thing that made the elder Ye the happiest was that Ye Qilan would be coming.

After all, he still favoured Ye Qilan. In earlier years, he had genuinely considered Ye Qilan to be the Ye family’s successor and nurtured him for that position. If it weren’t for Su Hongxing’s sudden emergence, Ye Qilan would probably already be his most satisfactory heir, right?

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