Hidden identities of the AI Heiress-Chapter 1025: Not Bad, Still Alive

Qiao Yun had never seen Pei Ya this heartbroken before.

Not even when he first learned that his parents’ deaths were deliberate.

He hadn’t been like this then.

She felt at a loss, so she rubbed Pei Ya’s head firmly, adopting the stern demeanor of an elder, and said, "No crying allowed."

Pei Ya muttered in a muffled voice, "I’m not crying."

"Really?" Qiao Yun doubted him. In her eyes, Pei Ya was always the most emotional among their group.

Distracted, Pei Ya hummed in response.

He really hadn’t cried, but he was deeply upset.

So, he could be so detestable...

He let out a long sigh. "Forget it. Maybe this is what she wants, and I shouldn’t meddle."

Qiao Yun felt that Pei Ya was giving up on himself. Uneasy, she asked, "Are you really okay?"

"I’m fine." Pei Ya steadied his emotions, weakly waved his hand, and forced a smile. "I’m just a bit tired. I think I’ll head back now."

Qiao Yun carefully examined Pei Ya’s expression.

It was clear that he was very upset.

But the person involved didn’t want her to notice.

So, she nodded. "Alright."

"I won’t stay here and be the third wheel." In low spirits, Pei Ya said this and left.

Qiao Yun kept watching Pei Ya’s departing figure until Li Hanzhou couldn’t stand it anymore. He reached out, pinched Qiao Yun’s chin, and turned her head back around.

"He’s already gone—are you still looking?"

Qiao Yun blinked. "They’re so complicated."

Li Hanzhou found Qiao Yun’s serious contemplation of relationship matters rather endearing. With a faint smile, he said, "Han Wang isn’t as easy to placate as you are."

Qiao Yun rolled her eyes at Li Hanzhou in silent protest against that statement.

She was not easy to placate.

She was simply open to exploring new things.

"Alright, no more joking." Li Hanzhou’s expression turned more serious. "She might have her reservations. Not everyone is as brave as you, willing to take the first step."

Qiao Yun agreed with this last statement.

She could sense that Han Wang didn’t truly dislike Pei Ya.

Li Hanzhou held Qiao Yun’s hand. "Let them handle their own business. Right now, you should focus on keeping your fiancé company; otherwise, I’ll get jealous."

Qiao Yun was speechless. "You’re so childish." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Only with you."

"Alright."

...

Ever since seeing Han Wang and getting rejected again, Pei Ya had been gloomy, not stepping foot outside the house at all. However, as time passed, he visibly became more irritable.

Qiao Yun didn’t intervene much. She and Li Hanzhou visited the Technology Association and toured a few landmarks.

Until two days later, on the day of the engagement ceremony.

Under Pei Ya’s watchful and almost desperate gaze, Qiao Yun finally relented and contacted Han Wang.

As soon as the call connected, she got straight to the point: "Have you made up your mind?"

"I’ve made up my mind," Han Wang replied firmly.

Pei Ya misunderstood the meaning of her words.

He thought Han Wang meant she had decided to marry that idiot, and the thought made his chest ache with anger and frustration. He didn’t dare to listen further, turning around and storming upstairs in irritation.

What Pei Ya didn’t know was that Qiao Yun’s next question was: "Are you really going to cut ties with your family?"

"Yes."

"Alright. If you need my help with anything, feel free to let me know."

"I will."

Though Han Wang didn’t think she’d need Professor Qiao’s help.

Her voice softened as she asked, "How is he doing?"

Qiao Yun paused for a moment before realizing who "he" referred to. Nonchalantly, she said, "He’s quite alright—still alive. Oh, except he’s been making little voodoo dolls to curse that Nolan guy for the past two days."

Han Wang: "..."