Chapter 106: The Choice (Part 2)

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“You haven’t been home for a month; it’s time to visit your father. Have you told him?” Grandma asked.

“Not yet. I’ll call him when I get home,” Qiao Xi replied.

“You know your dad is busy with work, but a call to let him know in advance would help him arrange his time. Even as father and daughter, you should often sit down for a proper meal and chat, so you don’t grow distant,” Grandma said with concern.

Qiao Xi understood Grandma’s intentions. Having grown distant from her mother since childhood, Grandma didn’t want the same to happen between her and her father.

“I know. I’ll call him later. First, I’ll wash the dishes,” she said, clearing the table before heading to the kitchen.

She washed slowly, her mind swirling with the day’s events.

She thought about Yu Fan’s overbearing nature, Ou Ya’s silence, the image of Gu Dieyan tumbling down the stairs, the afternoon filled with noise, and Qiu Qiu’s words after school...

At Fengyang, she wasn’t exactly happy, but she had many friends around. Even though provocations happened often, it was never as troublesome as now...

Was transferring schools really the right choice?

She only wanted to understand her feelings for Gu Heng; transferring schools wasn’t necessary for that.

For the first time, she felt she had made a mistake.

Tomorrow, she must go back—she and Gu Heng had an appointment.

But after going back, would she stay or return?

She did not know.

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The sky had darkened when Ou Ya finally left school.

He didn’t have to stay so late but didn’t want to go home, so he lingered without realizing the time.

He chose to walk instead of taking a vehicle, slowly making his way back.

Suddenly, a car approached and stopped beside him.

A middle-aged man in his forties got out, wearing a congratulatory expression. “Young master, the master wants to see you.”

Ou Ya didn’t respond and walked past.

The man didn’t follow but kept a polite tone. “Young master, please don’t put me in a difficult position. The master insisted on seeing you—you should know the master’s temperament.”

Ou Ya paused, then turned and got directly into the car.

The man immediately followed and instructed the driver to depart.

The car was silent; no one spoke.

After an hour, it pulled up at an ancient-style mansion.

Servants promptly came to open the door.

The middle-aged man stepped out first, then bowed beside the car. “Young master, please disembark.”

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Ou Ya remained seated, unmoving.

He didn’t want to come but knew that if the man wanted to see him, he would, and if he didn’t come himself, he didn’t know under what circumstances the man might suddenly appear.

Seeing he hadn’t moved, the man repeated, “Young master, please get out.”

Ou Ya got out and was led inside by the man and the servants.

Despite the mansion’s ancient exterior, the interior was lavishly decorated in European style.

It was Ou Ya’s first visit, yet he showed no emotional reaction.

“Please have a seat, young master. I will go upstairs to notify the master,” the man said respectfully, then instructed a nearby servant, “Take good care of the young master.”

“Understood,” the servant promptly replied. Once the man left, the servant immediately asked, “Young master, would you like something to drink?”

“No, thank you. You go ahead with your work,” Ou Ya replied calmly, his tone and expression unchanged.

“Um...” The servant looked troubled.

“Go on,” Ou Ya said again.

“Yes,” the servant answered and left. Though he did not know who this ‘young master’ was that the steward referred to, he dared not disobey.