Watson was about to leave after his report when he was called back by Qiao Shaoting.

Qiao Shaoting's dark eyes flashed with hesitation, and he asked, "Is she alright?"

Naturally, this 'she' was referring to Qin Yu.

Watson said, "Very well. Miss Qin's face is rosy and she looks very happy!"

Of course, that's an exaggeration.

But Qin Yu wasn't in bad shape.

"Oh." Qiao Shaoting murmured, "It's good that she's happy."

After a while, he added, "She wasn't unhappy when I was mentioned, was she?"

Watson was taken aback.

He could clearly see that Qiao Shaoting's handsome face flashed with a touch of caution as he asked this question.

This cautious look stung Watson.

This was a man who had always been strong, who had always been brave and fearless!

But now there was such a flash of emotion on his face!

Such an emotion! Such an emotion shouldn’t belong to Mr. Qiao!

"Mr. Qiao, she was not unhappy!" Watson said, "Even when Fang Panpan questioned whether it was a lie, Qin Yu said with certainty that it was not a lie, because you won’t lie, and you have your pride!"

Watson didn’t mean to tell Qiao Shaoting these words.

But now he said them anyway.

Because he wanted Qiao Shaoting to know that Qin Yu didn’t hate him very much.

He wanted Qiao Shaoting not to have this cautious look on his face when Qin Yu was mentioned.

Qiao Shaoting was stunned.

His dark eyes were drenched in dismay, "She really said that?"

Watson nodded.

Qiao Shaoting's heart was suddenly taken over by this strange emotion.

Qin Yu said so.

Was she, was she praising him?

......

That day, Qiao Shaoting returned to Qiao Palace very early.

As soon as he got back to Qiao Palace, he went into the bedroom.

The bedroom where his and Qin Yu's 'portrait' was hung.

Qiao Shaoting stared at it for hours.

When he left, Qiao Shaoting reached out and touched Qin Yu’s face on the portrait, "Qin Yu, you know me after all. Thank you for understanding me. I am so happy."

The Qin Yu on the portrait was caressed by Qiao Shaoting, but the Qin Yu in reality didn’t feel anything.

Little did she know that her words had made Qiao Shaoting happy for a long, long time.

......

Qiao Palace.

Qiao Shaoting was still back home late, but he didn’t go out early.

He did not leave Qiao Palace before dawn to go to the presidential palace, as he had been doing.

Every day, Qiao Shaoting had breakfast at Qiao Palace before leaving.

For breakfast, Old Mrs. Qiao had desserts brought in from outside.

Qiao Shaoting ordered the butler to bring him one every day.

At first Qin Xiaorou didn't know about it.

After all, even though Qiao Shaoting didn’t leave as early as he used to, it was still early compared to the time she got up for breakfast.

It was the maid who informed Qin Xiaorou of this.

After knowing it, Qin Xiaorou got up early the next day.

She went to the dining room and really saw Qiao Shaoting.

Qiao Shaoting was having breakfast.

On a china plate were croissants and toast, and next to them was a pot of black tea.

This was Qiao Shaoting's breakfast.

Qin Xiaorou walked over and said softly, "Mr. Qiao, it’s all western desserts. Would it be a bit greasy? Would you like some Chinese breakfast?"

Although the black tea would help to relieve the greasiness, after spending so much time at Qiao Palace, Qin Xiaorou had learned that Qiao Shaoting preferred Chinese meals.

Qiao Shaoting looked up at Qin Xiaorou and said, "No, I don't need it."

(To be continued)