Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: You Can’t Just Like Someone Casually

Li Miao’s mother thought there was a problem with her ears.

“You really have someone you like?”

Her son was solely focused on his business, showing no interest in women; she almost suspected that his tastes might lie with men instead.

“Yes,” Li Hanzhou’s expression softened for a moment.

Curious, Li Miao’s mother prodded, “Who is this kind-hearted person who has captured your heart?”

“I have to wait until she agrees.”

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“So you’re harboring an unrequited love,” Li Miao’s mother said with a knowing look, “By the time you win her over, the marigold will have wilted.”

Li Hanzhou wondered, just how incompetent did he appear in his mother’s eyes?

Without being told who she was, Li Miao’s mother recalled hearing about Qiao Yun from Li Miao and instantly understood.

“Is it the young miss from the Lu Family?”

Li Hanzhou’s expression relaxed slightly.

Li Miao’s mother smiled, “It seems it is her, indeed. Miaomiao told me that you treat her quite specially. So this is the ‘special’ she meant.”

Li Hanzhou coughed lightly, “Don’t tell her.”

If Li Miao found out, then Qiao Yun would know the next second. He didn’t want to scare her away.

“Fine, but do you realize that she is…” Li Miao’s mother had some concerns she didn’t know how to convey to Li Hanzhou.

“It’s better for him to know some things sooner rather than later,” Li Miao’s father was aware of his wife’s worries.

The Li couple had met Qiao Yun more than once before.

Long ago, when they wanted MR. Q to take Li Hanzhou as a student, it was Qiao Yun who had received them.

From that moment on, the Li couple thought Qiao Yun was a student of MR. Q.

Of course, they also knew that Qiao Yun was Professor Qiao, an outstanding scientist with a very complex network of relationships behind her.

Such a person was not to be taken lightly.

Li Hanzhou could like Qiao Yun, but if he dared to mistreat her or let her down, the Li Family might suffer as well.

Li Hanzhou said, “She is Professor Qiao.”

“Are you sure she’s the one?” While Li Miao’s mother was surprised at how her son knew, she was more concerned about his feelings.

“I’m very sure,” Li Hanzhou was unwavering, “Before anything is settled, don’t disturb her.”

Li Miao’s mother: Hehehe…

Feeling guilty.

Knowing that her son had someone he liked, she truly wanted to rush to Qiao Yun and personally thank her.

For being liked by her son, thank you for your efforts.

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Today, Su Mian dressed up specially to make herself look even younger, which would lend more credibility when promoting Qiaoqiao’s Nourishing Face Cream.

She arrived at the teahouse where she had agreed to meet the other ladies.

As soon as she walked in, she unexpectedly found Qin Huan there.

When Qin Huan found out Su Mian would be attending the gathering, she dressed herself beautifully, purposefully to irk Su Mian.

She still bore a grudge about the last time Qiao Yun had rendered her speechless in front of the elder members of the Lu Family.

“Little sister-in-law, come over here, I’ve specially reserved a seat next to me for you,” Qin Huan patted the seat beside her.

Knowing that Su Mian didn’t like her, she deliberately asked Su Mian to sit by her side.

The enmity between Su and Qin was unknown to others; after all, they still needed to maintain the image of the Lu Family.

Su Mian had no choice but to give face to Qin Huan.

Suppressing her impatience, she took the seat beside Qin Huan.

Qin Huan lifted the corner of her lip, her eyes showing a triumphant gleam.

Trying her best to ignore Qin Huan, Su Mian looked at the unfamiliar woman across from her and asked with curiosity, “Who is this?”

Sitting beside the woman, Lin Si introduced with a smile, “This is Ya Man, the wife of the Family Head from the He Family in Hai City.”

Lin Si also introduced Su Mian to Ya Man, informing her that Su Mian was the Lu Family’s second wife.

Ya Man had given birth to Lu Ting at only eighteen and was not yet forty. Wearing a body-hugging qipao, it accentuated her curvaceous figure, making her the youngest among the group of ladies.

“Mrs. Lu.”

Ya Man watched Lu Ting’s adoptive mother with a smile, scoffing inwardly; she only looked passable, not as attractive as herself.