With that, she examined her delicate nails. "Last night was a total waste of emotional energy," she said dismissively.
"Not necessarily." Old Master Qin’s voice resonated like a great bell.
Sharp as old ginger, his intuition was extraordinary, his aged face alight with shrewdness. "That Professor Bo doesn’t seem so simple. Qin Han, are you sure he’s just an ordinary professor?"
Qin Han nodded. "I checked. He’s really just a doctor who also holds a professorship. Wanqing, isn’t Professor Gao quite familiar with Mr. He? What did he say?"
Shen Wanqing softly relayed Professor Gao’s words, though carefully filtered, "Professor Gao told me that Professor Bo’s family has a bit of money but no real influence."
Qin Han nodded. Old Master Qin pondered for a moment, then made his final decision. "Our best bet is still Wanqing."
Then, he spoke with heartfelt earnestness, "Wanqing, you must not disappoint my expectations."
Shen Wanqing smiled gently. "Don’t worry, Grandpa, I’ll do my best."
Old Master Qin patted her hand and, looking at Qin Siyuan, said, "You should take good care of Wanqing. She hasn’t had it easy. Where else could we find such a sensible daughter-in-law?"
Shen Wanqing smiled bashfully...
Watching this scene, Wang Keru gradually lost interest, as if watching a play. She used to think that Shen Wanqing, that little social climber, had soared to new heights by marrying into the Qin family. But really, how different was Shen Wanqing from herself? Used when needed, kicked to the curb when not. Truly, the men of the Qin family were all heartless. How could she ever have wanted Anxi to pursue Qin Siyuan?
Wang Keru didn’t reveal a single word about Bo Xichen’s identity from beginning to end. She had a hunch Bo Xichen’s status was no less than Gu Changqing’s. After all, if the woman he was interested in was being pursued so aggressively, yet he himself could remain so unshakeably composed, there was only one possibility... He stood at an even higher position!!!
Just thinking about this made her heart race, but she calmly suppressed her excitement.
After the small group meeting, Wang Keru went upstairs and saw Qin Han, who had changed his clothes and looked like he was about to go out. Her expression darkened. "Going out?"
She was leaning against the wall by the door. Qin Han came over and pinched her cheek. "There’s a social engagement I can’t get out of," he said.
Wang Keru knew exactly what that meant. She stepped aside, letting her husband go out—out to his pleasures, one might say. As Qin Han left, she lit a cigarette and, maintaining her posture, smoked slowly. As she smoked, her lips gradually twisted into a bitter smile.
Somehow, she remembered Gu Anxi’s words: "I’ll take care of you!"
Gu Anxi, that child, had always been cold and distant, never very close to her. But no matter what, he was still her child. She could say all sorts of bad things about him herself, but she couldn’t bear anyone else looking down on him. Besides, Qin Han’s true colors were now beginning to disgust her.
After a few cigarettes, Wang Keru put on a coat and left the house. Downstairs, she encountered Qin Siling and Shen Wanqing, leading to an inevitably unpleasant moment.
She got into her car, started it, and drove to Yunxi Hospital. She wasn’t going to see Gu Anxi, but to visit Gu Yuntian.
Once, Wang Keru had loved Gu Yuntian. He was the most capable man in Qingcheng. Back then, the Gu family had been even more prestigious than the Qin family is today. And Gu Yuntian... he had been very, very good to her...
Standing before the hospital bed, the stark white light cast on her face made her complexion seem somewhat pale. She gazed at her former husband’s gaunt face and muttered, "Yun Tian, I failed you. I let down Anxi..."