Marrying for someone else and being a widow? Stepmothers open classes to raise children

Chapter 173 No. 8 Lin'an Street

Gu Zhiyi glared at Ji Yinli and sighed, "I haven't finished yet, why are you so anxious?"

Ji Yinli frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, but still forced a smile: "Sister Zhiyi, I'm just worried that you will misunderstand. After all, you know what happened between us."

Gu Zhiping sat aside, listening quietly, with no obvious expression on her face, but her eyes revealed a barely perceptible concern.

Gu Zhiyi sighed softly and said, "I know that the feelings between you are real. I am just worried that this incident will affect the reputation of our Ningguo Mansion."

Ji Yinli immediately said, "Sister Zhiyi, don't worry, I will act cautiously and will never damage the reputation of the Ningguo Mansion."

Gu Zhiping spoke at this time, her voice gentle: "Sister, I know you are worried. But I think, as long as we truly love each other, there will always be a solution."

Gu Zhiyi looked at her sister, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, but she was still a little hesitant: "Having said that, this matter involves too much, I must consider it carefully."

Seeing this, Ji Yinli hurriedly added: "Sister Zhiyi, I can assure you that I will do my best to make this matter have a happy ending. Moreover, I believe that sister Zhiping is willing to share the responsibility with me."

Gu Zhiping nodded gently, with a determined light in her eyes: "Yes, sister. We are willing to face it together."

"Okay, you guys go back first. Let me think about it." Gu Zhiyi finally decided to give them some time.

Ji Yinli and Gu Zhiping smiled at each other, their eyes sparkling with happiness. They withdrew together, leaving Gu Zhiyi alone to think.

Gu Zhiyi said calmly: "If you want to know whether what I said is true, Master Ji only needs to move now and go to No. 18 Lin'an Street to take a look, and you will find the answer."

Although the voice was soft, it stirred up waves in Ji Yinli's heart. He looked at the Ningguo Mansion's wife in front of him with complicated eyes. Her words were always so meaningful and unpredictable. After a moment of silence, Ji Yinli finally nodded and stood up to say goodbye.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Ji Yinli smiled slightly, but the smile was a bit forced.

Gu Zhiyi did not stand up to see him off, but just nodded slightly, with an indescribable deepness in her eyes. Ji Yinli turned and left, and the moment he stepped out of the door, he seemed to still feel the weight of those eyes.

Ji Yinli walked out of the Ningguo Mansion, but his mind was full of thoughts. What was No. 18 Lin'an Street? Why did the lady let him go there? The answers to all these made him curious.

No. 18 Lin'an Street is a seemingly ordinary house. When Ji Yinli walked into the house, he found that everything here seemed so old, as if time had stopped here.

He walked into a room that looked like a study. The furnishings were simple, but there was a comfortable atmosphere. His eyes fell on a painting on the wall. The landscape in the painting reminded him of the Ningguo Mansion.

"You're finally here." A voice sounded from behind Ji Yinli. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man sitting at the desk, looking at him deeply.

"Who are you?" Ji Yinli frowned and asked vigilantly.

"I'm the steward of the Ningguo Mansion. You can call me Lao Li." The man answered indifferently, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

Ji Yinli relaxed his guard slightly. He knew the Ningguo Mansion and its housekeeper. He asked, "What is the purpose of Madam asking you to bring me here?"

Old Li did not answer directly, but took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the desk and handed it to Ji Yinli, "Take a look at this."

Ji Yinli took the paper and saw that it was covered with dense words. He glanced at it and frowned, "What does this mean?"

Old Li sighed, "This is Madam's suicide note."

Ji Yinli looked at Lao Li in shock, "Lady Suicide Note, she has already..."

Old Li nodded, "Yes, the madam has passed away."

Ji Yinli couldn't accept this fact. The shock in his heart couldn't be described in words. He looked at Lao Li in front of him, his eyes full of confusion, "What is going on?"

Old Li was silent for a moment, and then began to tell the story of the Ningguo Mansion. From the rise of the Ningguo Mansion to the death of his wife, every detail was told clearly.

After listening to Lao Li's story, Ji Yinli had already made a decision in his heart, "Lao Li, I think I know what to do."

Old Li looked at Ji Yinli, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "I believe that Madam would also like you to do this."

Ji Yinli left No. 18 Lin'an Street with his heart full of determination.

After returning to Xie's house, Ji Yinli went straight to Gu Zhiyi's room. He pushed open the door and saw Gu Zhiyi sitting in front of the window with a far-reaching gaze.

"Madam, I already know the truth." Ji Yinli's voice was firm and powerful.

Gu Zhiyi turned her head, looked at Ji Yinli, and smiled slightly, "I know you will understand."

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Seeing the soup spilled all over the floor, the woman's face turned pale instantly. She bent down in panic and tried to pick up the tray on the floor, but she didn't know where to start. At this time, Gu Zhiyi came over, her steps were light and she was smiling, but she couldn't hide the concern in her eyes.

Gu Zhiyi gently patted the woman's shoulder and said softly, "It's okay, the soup was just spilled. Get up first, I'll help you clean it up."

Hearing this, the woman stood up trembling slightly, her eyes full of gratitude. She looked at Gu Zhiyi, her lips trembling as she wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Gu Zhiyi looked at the woman's appearance and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

She sighed and said, "Come with me, I have something to ask you."

The two came to Gu Zhiyi's room, which was decorated simply and elegantly. Gu Zhiyi asked the woman to sit down, and he sat opposite her.

"What's your name?" Gu Zhiyi asked.

"My name is Qing'er." The woman answered in a low voice.

"Qing'er, why did you come to Xie Mansion?" Gu Zhiyi looked at Qing'er gently.

Qing'er bit her lip, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. She hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I was originally the daughter of a restaurant in the capital. Later, because my family fell into poverty and my parents died, I had no choice but to sell myself to bury my father. It happened that someone from the Xie Mansion came to the restaurant to eat, and I was sold here."

Gu Zhiyi couldn't help but feel sorry for Qing'er after hearing this. She gently patted Qing'er's knee and said, "Qing'er, you are a good child, but unfortunately you have a bad fate. From now on, you stay by my side, and I will treat you well."

Qing'er burst into tears when she heard this. She grabbed Gu Zhiyi's sleeve tightly and said excitedly: "Madam, I am willing to follow you and serve you until my death."

Gu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Okay, stop crying. You are my personal maid now. You must take good care of me and yourself."

The next day, Gu Zhiyi and Qing'er were walking in the garden. Qing'er looked at the spring scenery in the garden and exclaimed: "Madam, the garden of Xie Mansion is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful garden."

Gu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Qing'er, you know what? Since you came to me, I feel much better."