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Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Jiang Che felt a sense of amazement. Apart from Ye Chen’s several senior sisters, this was the first time he had encountered a female protagonist with such stunning beauty.

The other heroines he had met were all ordinary and vulgar, not to his liking. But Xiao Qingge’s beauty was on par with the likes of Shen Qingqiu, incomparable to those other women.

“Mm~” Xiao Qingge groggily opened her eyes and, noticing Jiang Che staring at her intently, her face flushed slightly.

However, she did not see the usual greed or desire in his eyes, only admiration, which made her feel even more favorable towards him.

“Thank you, Young Master Jiang, for taking me home…” After expressing her gratitude, Xiao Qingge quickly got out of the car and left.

Once she got out, Jiang Che also drove back to his Crouching Dragon Villa.

Song Tao definitely needed to be killed, but it was too late tonight, and he was still holding a concert, which made it inappropriate.

…

As soon as Xiao Qingge returned to the living room of the villa, she saw her parents sitting on the sofa, seemingly waiting for her to come back.

“Dad, Mom, why aren’t you sleeping?” Xiao Qingge asked curiously. Why were her parents waiting up for her in the middle of the night?

“Qingge, how did it go with Young Master Jiang today?”

“Did he…” Xiao Qingge’s mother looked at her for a while before asking suspiciously.

Because she noticed her daughter didn’t seem to be in any discomfort.

“Mom, what are you talking about? Young Master Jiang isn’t like that!” Xiao Qingge’s face reddened as she spoke, feeling somewhat speechless. It seemed her mother was eager to push her out.

“Then it must be that Young Master Jiang didn’t fancy you…” Her mother said with some regret. She hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. Her beautiful daughter didn’t seem to catch his eye.

Xiao Qingshan glared at his wife, signaling her to stop talking, then turned to Xiao Qingge and asked, “Qingge, what does Young Master Jiang mean?”

“He…” Xiao Qingge hesitated for a long time but couldn’t explain. She didn’t know what Jiang Che was thinking.

If he didn’t fancy her, why did he look at her like that in the car? But if he did, why did he let her come back? Wasn’t this the time to pressure her into agreeing to a deal?

“Forget it, you should go rest.” Xiao Qingshan waved his hand. Seeing Xiao Qingge’s expression, he roughly understood the situation.

Jiang Che probably liked his daughter but, for some reason, didn’t take action. A young master’s thoughts were not something he could fathom. As long as Jiang Che didn’t dislike his daughter, that was enough.

“By the way, Dad, did you find out anything about Chen Feng?” Just as Xiao Qingge was about to go upstairs, she remembered something and turned to ask Xiao Qingshan.

“I did. Here is Chen Feng’s death certificate…” Xiao Qingshan said, taking out a document from his coat and handing it to Xiao Qingge.

He had gotten it from a friend at the detention center today, ready for Xiao Qingge to ask about it, and he had already prepared an explanation.

Xiao Qingge took the death certificate and read it, frowning after a moment. The document stated that Chen Feng had died in the desert of the northern border last year.

“How did you find out about Chen Feng’s whereabouts so quickly this time?” Xiao Qingge looked at her father suspiciously, full of disbelief.

Before, she had asked him to look for Chen Feng, and six years had passed with no result. Now, after just meeting Jiang Che, he had a death certificate. She couldn’t believe there was no trickery involved.

“I knew about it last year, but I was afraid you still had feelings for him and couldn’t handle the news, so I didn’t tell you.” Xiao Qingshan looked at his daughter and explained. He had indeed thought this way, but the death certificate was fake.

He believed Xiao Qingge never found a boyfriend because she still liked Chen Feng. It wasn’t until today that he realized the marriage contract was a burden for her.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qingshan felt a bit guilty. It was his fault for being too busy to notice his daughter’s feelings.

She never shared her thoughts with the family, leading to this misunderstanding. Otherwise, he could have annulled the engagement long ago. After all, life is short, especially for a woman.

“I see…” Hearing her father’s explanation, Xiao Qingge understood.

She wasn’t particularly saddened by Chen Feng’s death; she had expected this outcome and didn’t have feelings for him. Knowing he was dead now made her feel at ease.

Now, if she fell for Jiang Che, she wouldn’t feel guilty.

“I’ll go rest now…” Xiao Qingge said, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders. With her heart unburdened, she felt much lighter and looked very cheerful.

“It seems our daughter really didn’t like that remnant of the Chen family. We misunderstood her.”

Watching Xiao Qingge’s cheerful figure, her mother sighed with a bitter smile. She realized she had misunderstood her daughter for six years.

Xiao Qingge didn’t have feelings for Chen Feng but didn’t want to express her inner thoughts, leading to this long-standing misunderstanding.

“If Qingge really becomes Young Master Jiang’s woman, it might not be a bad thing.” Xiao Qingshan didn’t speak, just frowned in silence.

…

Upstairs, in Xiao Qingge’s room.

After taking a bath, Xiao Qingge sat in front of her dressing table, staring blankly at her reflection. She felt a bit lost about her future. Now that Chen Feng was confirmed dead, she felt unburdened.

But should she really offer herself to become Jiang Che’s woman? After spending a day with him, Xiao Qingge found Jiang Che matched her ideal prince charming. He was well-spoken, elegant, and sincere.

Xiao Qingge believed she would fall for him eventually; it was just a matter of time. But she knew he had a fiancée, and she would always be the second woman.

This was hard for her to accept. Although not narcissistic, she had countless admirers and didn’t want to share a man with another woman.

“What should I do…” Xiao Qingge muttered to herself, looking at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, lost in thought.