Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 252: Chapter 252 The name given by Grandpa, unchanged

Qin Huan received a cold reception, her smile stiffened momentarily, but she quickly smiled again, “Right, you’re now called Qiao Yun?”

Before Qiao Yun could respond, she turned to address the elders with dissatisfaction.

“Dad, Mom, YuanYuan has recognized her ancestors and returned to the clan for so long, why does she still carry the surname of outsiders? Those who don’t know might think that our family doesn’t like YuanYuan and won’t let her change her surname.”

The Lu couple’s faces stiffened.

Upon hearing this, the elders frowned in disapproval.

Before they could rebuke Lu Rui for how he’d handled things, Qiao Yun spoke up, “It was me, I didn’t change it.”

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“Why wouldn’t you change it?” The grandmother wondered, perplexed. Could it be that her eldest granddaughter didn’t consider herself part of the Lu family?

“Now that you’re back, you should change it, or else outsiders might misunderstand.”

“I won’t change it.” Qiao Yun’s attitude was firm, “My grandfather chose my name, I won’t change it. I don’t want to.”

Qiao Yun’s words added a few degrees of awkwardness to the atmosphere.

Especially for the old man, as he was Qiao Yun’s biological grandfather after all.

Qin Huan thought to herself that it would be for the best if the elders disliked Qiao Yun because of this matter.

Lu Jingzhi looked at Qiao Yun with concern and cleared his throat lightly, “Sister, what Grandma said isn’t wrong. If you don’t change it, outsiders will think we don’t like you.”

“I won’t change it.” Qiao Yun refused again.

Lu Jingzhi became anxious, his sister was being too stubborn. It was just a surname, there was no need to insist so much.

After a while, the old patriarch finally said, “If she won’t change it, then she won’t. The people of the Lu family can’t do ungrateful and disloyal deeds. Not carrying the Lu surname doesn’t change the fact that you are a member of the Lu family.”

The Lu couple’s tense faces finally relaxed.

The patriarch was the head of the family, and if he insisted on Qiao Yun changing her name, it would have been difficult for them.

“The second son hasn’t said anything, it’s just you making a fuss,” the grandmother said to Qin Huan, though her tone was not very serious.

“I was just thinking that since you’re back, you should change your name. There’s no other meaning.”

Qin Huan’s face bore a forced smile, thinking to herself that if it had been her, the elders probably would have scolded her by now.@@novelbin@@

“Qiaoqiao knows how to be grateful, unlike some people,” Su Mian pulled Qiao Yun to her side, looking at Qin Huan with a half-smile.

“What do you mean by that, second younger sister-in-law? Are you suggesting I don’t know how to be grateful?” Qin Huan said, dissatisfied.

Su Mian smiled faintly, “I didn’t say that. If you feel it applies to you, there’s nothing I can do.”

Qiao Yun looked at Su Mian’s silhouette and raised her eyebrows slightly. Su Mian was quite good at confronting people.

Qin Huan took a sharp breath inwards and ridiculed, “Second younger sister-in-law, I don’t want to criticize you, but after all these years, how often have you returned? As a daughter-in-law, you should know to be filial.”

Su Mian was naturally gentle and had often been overshadowed by her in the past. Ever since the year she took Qiao Yun out to play and lost her, Su Mian and her became outright enemies.

Within the entire Lu family, only Su Mian insisted that she had deliberately lost Qiao Yun because, at the time, she wanted Lu Xian to compete for the position of heir.

It was only after the elders stepped in and vouched that even though she might be petty, she would never do something so heinous, that Su Mian finally calmed down.

But because of this, Su Mian rarely visited the old house.

Nor did her absence make her any better off, as the elders’ attitude towards her had worsened.

Su Mian pressed her lips together and tightened her grip on Qiao Yun’s hand.

Qiao Yun paused, then rather than pulling her hand away, she squeezed Su Mian’s hand, signaling her not to get angry.

She knew that Su Mian was defending her.

Bolstered by Qiao Yun’s comforting gesture, Su Mian asked in front of the elders, “Qiaoqiao, take a good look at your great-aunt. Can you remember anything?”

Qin Huan’s heart raced, wishing she could tear Su Mian’s mouth shut.

Why bring up this matter again? Was she resentful because Qin Huan was doing well now?

She nervously looked towards Qiao Yun, who remained composed. It wasn’t that she feared Qiao Yun would remember anything—a three-year-old couldn’t have much memory.

Her concern was that Qiao Yun might lie and frame her to help Su Mian.