"What's wrong with my dad? Who made him angry?"
After Qiao Baier's fever broke, she woke up hungry in the middle of the night and instinctively got up to go to the kitchen for something to eat. She was surprised to find that everyone at home was still awake, and the atmosphere seemed a little off.
The most crucial point was that she was originally eating a plate of dry-fried beef noodles. Her father suddenly glared at her angrily, and she thought it was because the stir-fried noodles were too hot and he didn't want her to eat them. So she chose another barbecue bun instead. As she was gnawing on it, her father still glared at her with that fiery gaze, as if she had done something terribly wrong.
According to past experience, she leaned closer to her aunt and asked, "Did I fall asleep just now? My dad ran to my bedside again and bothered me, so I yelled at him and he left?"
She rarely gets sick. Once she's unwell, the whole family gets very anxious. Although her dad, Qiao Wenyu, usually acts tough and intimidating, he still comes to her bedside when she's sick, asking if she feels better. However, she finds it bothersome and directly tells him to leave her alone. So every time she recovers, her dad gives her the cold shoulder.
Gu Ruyan warmed her a bowl of congee with dried clams, "Eat more," she said, with a helpless smile on her face. She just shook her head and didn't explain why Qiao Wenyu was so furious tonight.
"Auntie, why did you bring back so many takeout meals...?" She had a good appetite, but she was a little puzzled. Plus, she saw that there was still sweet water and ice cream in the refrigerator.
Joe Wenyu looked at her eating with such gusto, but it only made him feel worse.
Hmph. She went back to her room to rest, couldn't stand looking at this daughter of hers any longer.
"Bao'er, don't eat too much at once, Grandma is going to sleep." Old Mrs. Qiao glanced at the clock, it was past one in the morning.
"Good."
Jo Bao'er nodded, and then she noticed that her grandmother's expression was also a little strange.
Qiao Baobao had a strong constitution. After a bout of high fever, she didn't need to take medicine. She slept for half the day and was still energetic afterwards. When Gu Ruyue saw her finish eating and clear the table, she specifically asked where she would sleep in the second half of the night.
Qiao Bao'er didn't understand at first and said directly, "If I'm still sleeping in the bed in the room, where will Jun Zhimu sleep?" Of course she would want to squeeze with her aunt.
Gu Ruyi's expression was a little conflicted. It would be better to explain it more clearly so that it's easier to understand. Originally, she and Jun Zhimu were already husband and wife, so them sleeping together was what should happen...
"Auntie, did my dad and Junzhimu have an argument while I was asleep?"
Qiao Bao'er looked at Jun Zhimu who was quietly watching the international channel sitting on the other side of the living room, and she suddenly asked.
Gu Ruoyan sighed.
She was half right. It wasn't really an argument, but Jun Zhi Mu directly laid down the law, stating that his personal matters were off-limits to the Qiao family and that he wouldn't tolerate any more attempts to stir up trouble between them. He refused a divorce.
"Just now when my dad and grandma looked at Junzhi Mu, their expressions were very strange," Qiao Bao'er muttered to herself.
Last night, Qiao Bao'er went to Gu Ruoyan's room and slept with her. She gave up her own bedroom to Jun Zhimu. The next morning, everyone woke up as usual. They got up at 7 am and had breakfast together around the table.
It seemed as if after one night, everyone had returned to their initial politeness, but Qiao Baoer still felt something was off.
She thought that Junzhi Mu might have been struck by lightning.
"Grandma, Dad, Aunt, we need to head back now. There are some urgent things at the company, we'll come visit again next week." Junzhi Mu suddenly said this to her family after they finished lunch.
Jo Baoer was shocked and stared at him in disbelief.
Jun's shepherd kept his usual indifferent expression. He blatantly called her grandmother, her father, and aunt, without any change in his face, not even a hint of embarrassment.
Both Grandma Qiao and Gu Ruyue, who were sitting at the same table, were also deeply astonished and shocked.
Even Qiao Wenyu, who had been in the business world for so many years and had seen all sorts of people, was taken aback when Jun Zhi牧 suddenly called him "Dad." His heart skipped a beat.
Although it's normal for a son-in-law to call his father-in-law "Dad," it feels different when Jun Zhi Mu calls out that name.
Jo Baoer thought that her dad would definitely blurt out something like, “I can’t stand this kind of address. We’re not familiar!” But the whole family remained silent.
And after lunch, her aunt started packing her things for her, and surprisingly, let her leave with Junzhi Mu.

"Huh? Am I really leaving?"
She thought her whole family wouldn't agree. How could Jun Zhi牧 just say a word and take her away? Besides, her family had a history with Jun Zhi牧; it was impossible for them to let her go so easily.
"You spent so much time in Switzerland before, and Junzhi牧's company must be busy too. We won't blame you if you have something urgent to return to the city..."
As she spoke, Gu Ruyan brought several bags of famous local specialties. "These aged teas should be to your grandfather's liking. Take them back with you..."
"Auntie, you really agree to let me go with him?" Qiao Baobao couldn't quite believe it.
"...Or do you have another idea?" Gu Ruyue said with a wry smile.
"You think your dad would be furious and kick Jun Zhi from the picture, make you get a divorce... We might have thought that way before, but now... no matter what, you two have twins. Are you going to abandon your sons?"
When asked about her twin sons, Qiao Bao'er fell silent for a moment.
"Since you're already married, if you're not going to walk with Jun Zhi Mu, then there's no reason for you to stay at home."
Gu Ruyue looked at her with soft eyes, took a comb from the dressing table and gently combed her long hair, smiling softly, "Bao'er, you should learn how to be a qualified wife and a qualified mother."
"Understood." she nodded.
Gu Ruoyan looked at her calm expression, and originally wanted to say to pay attention to the rules in the Jun family and come back to talk about any grievances. She thought about it and didn't think it was necessary. She shouldn't be wronged in the Jun family.
"Then let's go back to the city first. We'll come back and see you when we have time." Qiao Baoer was thus packed up and sent away by the Qiao family.
Grandma, Dad, Auntie, we're leaving.
Junzhi Mu used his deep voice to say a simple farewell. He carried the gifts Gu Ruyue had packed, and the two got into a taxi, waving goodbye as they drove away.
"My dad and the others were scared by you."
After driving for a while, Qiao Baoer finally couldn't help but speak, "Why did you suddenly shout their names? My dad and grandma must have been so scared by your call that they hurriedly packed me up and sent me away."
"Oh."
Junzhi Mu didn't seem to care at all. He glanced at her and added, "That's good."
Since he considered them family, Qiao Wenyu could only send her to them.
Junzhi's Mu body leaned back against the car seat, closing his eyes. His stern face relaxed as if he had just finished an important negotiation.
Qiao Bao'er felt that something was being kept from her again, and she asked him guardedly, "Jun Zhimu, tell me honestly, when I fell asleep with a fever last night, did you say something to my dad and the others..."
Once the words left her mouth, Jun Zhimu reacted quickly. He opened his eyes immediately, "Qiao Bao'er, speaking of you having a fever last night…" His tone was laced with annoyance.

If you don't bring him up, he's fine. But once you mention his name, he gets angry.

Because his wife was sick, she didn't cry or make a fuss, she didn't act coquettishly, and she didn't even want to talk to him.
He never had any particular preferences in life. He could get anything he wanted, but suddenly, he felt a void in his soul. He'd always hoped that one day she would become obedient and dependent on him... It seemed like this was an impossible dream for this lifetime.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Ba'er asked him seriously.
Jun Zhimu's face was complex, he said sarcastically, "Qiao Ba'er, you were quite obedient when you were sick." He didn't cry out in pain, didn't make a fuss, and don't even expect her to act cute and beg him.
Jo Bao'er thought for a moment, then told him rather proudly, "My drinking tolerance is pretty good too. When I get drunk, I just want to sleep. Unlike other women who make a big fuss, I'm very quiet. Just don't come and bother me."
She thought these were her advantages as a wife.
The car drove towards the international airport, but Jun Zhi Mu's face in the reflection of the window was grim.
He does not like her these merits.

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