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Hidden identities of the AI Heiress-Chapter 219: Disliked by the Second Brother
Chapter 219 -219: Disliked by the Second Brother
Lu Zhanxing had been persistently staying away from home, and it wasn’t because his work kept him so busy he had no time.
He was intentionally not coming back, avoiding prolonged contact with his family, protecting them.
Qiao Yun felt a sense of relief.
She had wondered before, did her second brother dislike her?
Now it seemed, there was a reason for everything…
…
Xun Minzhi stiffened as she followed Qi Lu into the drawing room.
The room was occupied by six well-known senior scientific research professors.
Their gazes toward her were indescribable by Xun Minzhi, but they felt anything but friendly.
Surprised, yet not showing it outwardly, Xun Minzhi kept her composure and politely greeted each one in turn.
Their responses to her were lukewarm at best; they barely nodded in acknowledgment.
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Suppressing the strangeness she felt inside, Xun Minzhi just assumed that’s how aloof the big shots were.
“Qi Lu, which one is Professor Qiao?” Xun Minzhi whispered her inquiry to Qi Lu.
Qi Lu spoke with a respect-laden tone, “That’s her.”
Xun Minzhi was somewhat astonished.
When had the Qi family’s eldest son ever been so cautious around someone? Others usually fawned over him.
This Professor Qiao must be quite remarkable.
Following Qi Lu’s gaze, she saw a young girl sitting quietly, with small desserts in front of her, eating leisurely, with a grace and dignity.
On hearing Qi Lu address her, the girl just then lifted her head to look over.
Her black, deep-set eyes stared straight at her.
Xun Minzhi frowned subconsciously, “Qi Lu, why is she here?”
What she really wanted to say was, what right did Qiao Yun have to be here.
Qi Lu ignored her, politely saying to Qiao Yun, “Professor Qiao, your guest has arrived.”
“Mhm,” Qiao Yun’s voice was soft.
Hearing Qi Lu call her Professor Qiao, Xun Minzhi’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.
At that moment, it felt as if her head was going to explode.
As if she had heard the most terrifying thing in the world.
She stared hard at Qiao Yun for a long while before asking incredulously, “Qi Lu, you’re saying she’s Professor Qiao? Are you messing with me? I’ve got no quarrel with you, right? There’s no need to play me like this.”
She couldn’t believe that Qiao Yun was the illustrious Professor Qiao, thinking Qi Lu was deliberately messing with her.
Qi Lu, not the least bit annoyed, said, “Miss Xun, she is indeed the Professor Qiao you were looking for.”
“It can’t be her, it can’t be.”
“Why not?”
“I, I…” Xun Minzhi’s mind went blank.
She couldn’t accept this reality. How could this newcomer she looked down upon possibly be Professor Qiao!
Qi Lu’s expression darkened, “Do you think I would bring a group of national academicians here just to make fun of you?”
Xun Minzhi was left speechless, unable to refute.
Qiao Yun’s indifferent eyes swept toward Xun Minzhi, her voice emotionless, “You want to collaborate with me?”
Xun Minzhi was at a loss for words.
She had just been slandering Qiao Yun online, and the next minute she’s told that this person is Professor Qiao, the partner she had been searching for all along. How was she supposed to accept this?
She should have been delighted to meet Professor Qiao.
But all she felt was a coldness throughout her body, finally understanding why upon entering, the group of senior professors had looked at her unkindly.
Because they knew what she had done to Qiao Yun.
Their gazes upon her were filled with revulsion.
Xun Minzhi couldn’t help it and took a step back.
“I’m not here to collaborate with you. I came here for you to apologize.”
Qiao Yun’s words were measured, yet her voice was firm and carried a sense of oppression.
She wasn’t discussing with Xun Minzhi; she was demanding an apology.
“Apologize for what?”
Xun Minzhi was disconcerted, sensing that what Qiao Yun was about to say next was something she didn’t want to hear.
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On a sudden business trip, staying up late to make up a chapter, the rest will be made up tomorrow.