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Chapter 97 The Ugly Girl from the Countryside 19

Qingyu went to the city alone. She went directly to the place where people collected scraps and, along the way, she incurred countless romantic entanglements.

When they arrived at the recycling center, the old man guarding the gate was almost startled.

This little girl is so beautiful!

Are there really this many people collecting recyclables today? And why are there so many people following behind them?

"Sir, I'm looking for a few books. I hope you can be lenient with me." Qingyu spoke gently with a smile.

The old man quickly waved his hand sheepishly, then stepped aside, saying, "Little girl, come here, come here..."

Qingyu then stepped inside. Instead of searching around, she directly pulled out the system, saying, "You're usually useless, but it's time for you to shine."

The system silently made its newly learned hand gesture, then began scanning for useful information with a humiliated expression. In no time, it found several medical books, a complete set of high school textbooks, and even a few vases…

"Do you really know how to read these? You're so lazy..." the system said defiantly.

Qingyu ignored it and carefully put away what she wanted, only then realizing that there were quite a lot of things.

She is delicate and frail, and cannot lift it.

The beauty frowned slightly, and everyone around her felt a pang of anxiety, wishing they could share her burden.

Just as one of the bolder individuals was about to step forward, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere—

Why didn't you tell me you were coming to the city?

A familiar male voice, tinged with helplessness, made Qingyu turn around, somewhat stunned. "Sun Ping'an?"

Sun Ping'an was dressed in a formal suit. Compared to his former hunter appearance, he looked like a proper young master from a wealthy family in the city, with a spirited and confident demeanor.

Qingyu's eyes sparkled, and she smiled faintly, "Your outfit—for a blind date?"

Sun Ping'an smiled helplessly, picked up all the books on the ground with one hand, picked up the vase with the other, and looked at Qingyu with ease, "I have some business in the city, I'll tell you in a bit. Is there anything else?"

Qingyu shook her head. All she wanted was the best; she didn't even want to look at the superior ones.

Sun Ping'an nodded, then turned and walked ahead of Qingyu with a stern face. His aura scared away the people in front of him.

Qingyu walked leisurely behind, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and the figure of the person in front of her blocked the sun.

She asked with a smile, "Are you here to reunite with your relatives?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Ping'an's body stiffened abruptly, and he quickly turned around, his eyes showing obvious surprise.

Qingyu blinked innocently, her delicate face full of naivety, her red lips slightly parted, "I guessed."

After all, in the original story, Sun Ping'an does go to the city to recognize his family later on, but in the book he makes it clear that he doesn't acknowledge his biological mother. But now—

Dressed so flamboyantly, Qingyu couldn't imagine what else he could be doing in the city besides visiting relatives.

"When...did you find out?" Sun Ping'an asked tentatively, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. His voice was low and soft. "Will you look down on me? She abandoned me back then, but I still accepted her."

Qingyu lowered her eyes and gazed at Sun Ping'an's taut arm, where veins bulged.

"No." Sun Ping'an's mother now holds a high position, and acknowledging her would only benefit Sun Ping'an.

Qingyu was envious. With such a powerful background, wouldn't it be better for her to just cling to his coattails?

Upon hearing this, Sun Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her in a light tone, "Thank you, Qingyu."

They didn't despise him, and they didn't let him break down.

The two didn't speak again and headed towards the village. Just as they got into the car and were about to leave the city, they were stopped.

It's worth mentioning that Sun Ping'an was "rich and powerful," and directly chartered a carriage. Since Sun Ping'an himself knew how to drive, there was no one else in the carriage except Qingyu and Sun Ping'an.

Qingyu found the sunlight too bright, so she took out a silk scarf to shield her eyes. As a result, when someone blocked her way, she hadn't even seen who it was before Sun Ping'an's face darkened.

"What are you doing here? Didn't we make things clear? I'll be going with you in a while!"

"I didn't agree." The woman in front of her spoke with a helpless tone. Through the silk scarf, Qingyu could vaguely see the woman's fashionable outfit.

She made up her mind: it must be Sun Ping'an's biological mother.

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Sun Ping'an waved his hand impatiently and was about to drive off. He was terrified that Xie Cuiping would discover Qingyu's existence. Even though she was his mother, he didn't want Qingyu to be exposed to more people.

Xie Cuiping knew she had wronged her son, and for many years, she had been filled with remorse in her midnight dreams.

She was determined to bring him back this time because she was determined to do so. She originally thought that Sun Ping'an would never acknowledge her, but to her surprise, he was actually willing!

Xie Cuiping was very excited. She was eager to take Sun Ping'an back to the capital. "The environment here is not good for your development at all. Come back with me as soon as possible. Your Uncle Zhao... will make arrangements for you."

Sun Ping'an suppressed his anger and tried his best to appear calm. He coldly refused, "I said I don't want to go back now."

"you!"

Xie Cuiping tried hard to suppress her temper, forced a smile, and looked at the figure behind Sun Ping'an, "Is this the girl you like?"

A hint of disdain flickered in her eyes, but she held back, not wanting to further damage the relationship between mother and son.

This question made Sun Ping'an's ears turn red, and his stern face softened considerably. "Hmm."

One word is enough to prove his attitude.

Xie Cuiping's smile faded considerably. With a sudden thought, she looked directly behind Sun Ping'an and said, "Little girl, I am Ping'an's mother."

When someone greets you, most people will naturally go up and respond.

Qingyu remained motionless, not even lifting her eyelids beneath the silk scarf.

Xie Cuiping frowned in displeasure, but was immediately blocked by Sun Ping'an with a dark face. "What are you doing? Go back if you have nothing to do!"

His tone was extremely harsh and showed no respect whatsoever. Although Xie Cuiping was mentally prepared for her son's bad attitude, she was still hurt and angry when she was actually treated like this in front of a stranger.

Her reason crumbled, and she couldn't help but say, "Young lady, don't think that just because my son is protecting you, you can be so ill-mannered. I'm your elder. If you want to be with Ping An, you need my permission first, right?"

"Sun Ping'an." A clear and melodious voice, accompanied by anger, interrupted Xie Cuiping, leaving the latter momentarily bewildered.

Is this girl's voice really that beautiful?

Sun Ping'an could tell that Qingyu was unhappy, and he was so frightened that he quickly coaxed and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Qingyu, it's all my fault. Shall we leave now?"

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, and he lowered his head, not daring to look up at anyone.

He did have ulterior motives. The reason he didn't stop Xie Cuiping from greeting him was to see if Qingyu would agree. If she did, it would mean she was also interested in him.

It's a pity, it was all just wishful thinking.

Qingyu chuckled, but didn't lose her temper again, and began to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

The carriage was rather simple. Qingyu sat in the center of the wooden plank. Sun Ping'an ignored Xie Cuiping and, with a shout, drove the carriage away.

Xie Cuiping stomped her foot in anger, but suddenly a gust of wind blew up, lifting the thin silk scarf and revealing the person resting in the carriage—

Her face, as beautiful as a lotus blossom, was a gift from heaven, captivating and stunning, with skin as smooth as jade and eyebrows like distant mountains...

Xie Cuiping had never seen such a beautiful girl before. She stood there stunned for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, the carriage had already gone far away, leaving only the silk scarf floating on the ground.