205 Fireworks
Qiao Yu’s gift to Qiao Yue was a Harley-Davidson with a full set of accessories and parts for modifications.
This motorcycle was a limited edition that was produced a few years ago. It was very expensive, and the total price was tens of millions of yuan.
Qiao Yue stood in front of the garage with her arms crossed. She elbowed Qiao Yu’s arm and said, “This bike is not bad. Was it very expensive?”
“No gift is too expensive for my brother.”
This motorcycle was actually part of Qiao Yu’s collection. He cherished it very much and would not ride it unless there was a very important race. When he said he was going to give Qiao Yue a gift, he immediately thought of this motorcycle.
This motorcycle looked like a little black beast in the dark, exuding a charming yet dangerous metallic glow, just like the feeling Qiao Yue gave him.
“Actually, I saw you solve the last question that day.” Qiao Yu chuckled.
“What?” Qiao Yue said with a frown.
“You solved the last question, but you left the answer on the draft paper.”
“How did you know?”
Qiao Yu didn’t answer Qiao Yue’s question. Instead, he turned around and looked deeply into Qiao Yue’s eyes, as if he wanted to see through the depths of her heart and through her disguise.
“I also want to know what kind of person my fifth brother is. Why is he in disguise like me?”
Why was she in disguise?
All Qiao Yue wanted was to fulfill her mother’s wish and be filial to the old master. She didn’t want to stand out.
Although the offspring of the Qiao family were all outstanding, there were still all kinds of disputes and sabotages. Instead of being an extraordinary bird that was shot, it was better to be a person with no ambition and ability.
“Maybe it’s because I’m gifted?” Qiao Yue yawned. “I’m a member of the Qiao family. How can I be so bad?”
Sensing that Qiao Yue didn’t want to answer his question, Qiao Yu smiled. “I hope that one day, fifth brother will face me with his true self.”
Qiao Yue lowered her head, feeling a little down.
Her true self, who was her true self? Was it the person in charge of KA, a member of the organization, or was it the identity that she was most unwilling to admit?
“I’ve always shown my true self in front of fourth brother,” Qiao Yue replied.
Qiao Yu smiled and ruffled her hair. “Alright, let’s go back. It’s a cold night.”
It started to snow lightly as the two of them walked back together.
The old master was in a good mood and said that he was going to make tea with his grandchildren in the snow.
The servants got busy. They erected a canopy in the courtyard and set up a tea table with snacks on it.
Qiao Yue walked over and put on a furry hat and gloves for her grandfather. “Grandpa, it’s cold outside. You must wear more warm clothes.”
She didn’t object to the old master admiring the snow outside. He was still recovering from his illness. Exercise and fresh air were both good for his health.
All the grandchildren came out to accompany the old master. Only one person from their parents’ generation turned up and that was Qiao Ren.
Qiao Ren sat in front of the tea stove, wearing a down jacket. He used a charcoal rake to move charcoal around under the stove and stared at Qiao Yue.
“I haven’t seen snow in a long time. I’m getting old, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to see snow in future.”
“Grandpa, don’t worry. You still have a few more decades.” Qiao Ying said.
Everyone laughed. Qiao Ying was usually quiet but her usually talkative self today made everyone very happy.
Everyone was eating desserts and drinking warm black tea when loud roars were heard from the sky.
Different kinds of fireworks exploded in the sky, forming beautiful patterns.
When Qiao Yue turned her head to look, the fireworks in the sky had just formed the shape of a red carp, before turning into a fiery red rose, lighting up the entire night sky.
Qiao Yue looked at Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing didn’t look back at her, but stirred the tea in his cup with a spoon.
“It’s so beautiful.” Qiao Yue praised.
As she spoke, she saw the corners of Qiao Jing’s mouth curl up slightly.
For some reason, Qiao Yue felt her mood improve.
The fireworks went on for more than ten minutes. Qiao Ren watched the fireworks with a little sadness in his eyes.
After everyone finished watching the fireworks, the snow was also letting up. Everyone packed up and went back to their bedrooms.
As soon as Qiao Yue entered hers, there was a knock on her door.
When she opened the door, she saw Qiao Jing standing outside, holding a small box.
For a moment, Qiao Yue panicked. Why did the box in Qiao Jing’s hand look like a ring box?
