Chapter 921: Chapter 921: Are You Sure You Won’t Let Me Go?

Fu Yun reigned in her thoughts, bit her lip, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, “I need a favor from you.”

This was the first time she had asked someone for help, and it was from a person who made her feel very uncomfortable. It was a difficult sentence for her to utter.

Qiao Yun narrowed her eyes, hinting at a deeper meaning, “A favor? What favor?”

“I want you to be a mediator.”

Though Fu Yun spoke of asking for help, the condescending tone in her voice was still impossible to ignore.

Qiao Yun questioned, “Why should I help you?”

Fu Yun said matter-of-factly, “Since you have a good relationship with Jiujiu and are friends, you would want him to be happy, right?”

Qiao Yun nodded without hesitation, not denying it.

No one wished for Pei Yao’s happiness more than she did.

She was a friend, a mentor, and a collaborator.

Fu Yun continued, “I am his only relative in this world. Having an elder who loves and dotes on him, isn’t that something that would make one happy? Don’t you want him to reconnect with his family?”

Even though Pei Yao’s attitude was not favorable, she had not given up the idea of taking Pei Yao away with her.

Only by doing this could she alleviate her guilt a little and sleep soundly at night.

Only by keeping Pei Yao close and watching over him at all times could she relax her tense nerves.

Qiao Yun looked at her with an indescribable expression and said without hesitation, “I won’t help.”

She paused, then added, “You don’t deserve to be his family.”

Family should not be like Fu Yun.

They should be like the Lu Family, respecting her wishes and hoping she is happy every day.

Fu Yun’s desire for Pei Yao to acknowledge her was purely out of selfish motives.

Fu Yun was first taken aback by Qiao Yun’s decisiveness, and the next second was shocked by Qiao Yun’s words. She did not expect Qiao Yun to be so impolite, and for a moment, she was unable to react.

Jiang Jing had been quietly listening to their conversation, and even though she did not know what they were talking about, it did not prevent her from speaking up at this moment, “Qiao Yun, do you need some conditions met before you’re willing to help? You can put them forward, as long as they’re not too excessive, my godmother will surely agree.”

Fu Yun’s brows instantly knotted.

If it was really about conditions for helping, then what kind of friend would that person be?

She was close to Pei Yao; wasn’t it also for personal gain?

Fu Yun already had a complex perception of Qiao Yun, and now her impression plummeted even further. She forced a smile, and spoke haughtily, “Tell me, what conditions do you need to help me?”

Qiao Yun looked at her with a rather cold demeanor and bluntly asked, “How did his parents die? Are you involved?”

“None of your business.” Fu Yun’s face colored poorly, not wanting to recall the past, and she tried to keep her composure, “What do you need? Money, fame, I can give it all to you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Jing couldn’t help feeling envious of Qiao Yun.

Look.

The things she wanted from Fu Yun, Qiao Yun could easily get.

Qiao Yun must be eager for it.

She watched Qiao Yun with disdain, waiting for her to eagerly agree.

But Qiao Yun remained indifferent and continued to ask, “Are you involved in the death of his parents?”

Fu Yun’s face turned ashen in an instant and her hands trembled as she clutched the teacup; her breathing quickened. She stared at Qiao Yun, her words coming out one by one as if being squeezed through her lips, “What nonsense are you spouting! That was my sister, my own sister!!”

Qiao Yun had been observing the changes in Fu Yun’s expression.

Seeing her like this.

She felt confident in her assumption.

Pei Yao’s parents’ death was not related to Fu Yun.

However, Fu Yun surely could not escape the responsibility for the tragic outcome, and for this reason, she still did not like Fu Yun.

“Godmother, calm down, she’s just trying to provoke you,” Jiang Jing hurriedly soothed Fu Yun.

Fu Yun took a few deep breaths to suppress the headache, murmuring to herself, “Is ten million enough?”

Qiao Yun’s expression remained cold.

Dissatisfied, Fu Yun spoke again, “How about twenty million?”

Without a hint of sarcasm, Qiao Yun said, “You’re really poor, aren’t you?”

Fu Yun: “…”

Flabbergasted and through gritted teeth, Fu Yun said, “If it’s not money you want, then it must be fame and success. I remember you’re about to go to university, right? In that case, I can give you a letter of recommendation that can get you into the most prestigious international university.”

“That won’t make him like you.”

Qiao Yun frowned slightly in annoyance; it seemed that Fu Yun couldn’t give her the answer she wanted, so there was no point in continuing to sit down.

“I’m done talking to you.”

Qiao Yun stood up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yun made no move to stop her. She elegantly took a sip of tea and spoke calmly, “I haven’t given you permission to leave yet, why the rush?”

Qiao Yun turned back and glanced at her, disliking her attitude, and pushed the private room door open, only to find two black-clad bodyguards standing outside.

When the bodyguards saw Qiao Yun attempting to exit, they blocked her way seamlessly and firmly said, “Miss, please return.”

Qiao Yun turned back to look at Fu Yun, her eyes cold.

Fu Yun smiled faintly, “Sit down. Without my permission, they won’t let you go.”

Qiao Yun’s tone was flat, “Oh, you want to keep me under house arrest?”

Fu Yun chuckled and shook her head, “I don’t want to keep you under house arrest, I just want to ask for your help. If Jiujiu weren’t unwilling to see me, I wouldn’t have bothered you.”

She smiled, “I can’t do anything about Jiujiu, but I can do something about you and me.”

Fu Yun believed she had Qiao Yun under control, so she wasn’t in a hurry at all.

The person who should be anxious now was Qiao Yun.

She dared to act this way because she believed Qiao Yun was utterly powerless to retaliate.

Jiang Jing was quite surprised that Fu Yun wasn’t as weak and gullible as she thought, but she was in a great mood seeing Qiao Yun in a bind for once.

After being unfortunate so many times because of Qiao Yun, it was finally her turn to see Qiao Yun in trouble.

Indeed, choosing Fu Yun was the right decision; only someone of Fu Yun’s background could make Qiao Yun obedient.

Qiao Yun was in no hurry; she turned back, slowly took her seat and asked, “Are you sure you won’t let me go?”

She appeared calm and in control, leaving Fu Yun inwardly wondering if Qiao Yun was just feigning composure or if she had an ace up her sleeve that Fu Yun wasn’t aware of.

Qiao Yun sat there lazily, asking in genuine curiosity, “Do you know that Huo Lin is seeking the Qiao Family to treat your illness?”

Fu Yun was momentarily stunned.

Seeing her reaction, Qiao Yun realized, “Oh, so you didn’t know.”

No wonder she dared to effectively put her under house arrest.

Fu Yun’s expression turned gloomy; her chest felt inexplicably stuffy as if a secret had been uncovered by Qiao Yun.

It made her incredibly irritable.

She wanted to clarify that she wasn’t ill but realized that doing so might give the impression of protesting too much, so her expression changed dramatically and looked rather good.

Qiao Yun candidly warned her, “You’ll regret it.”

Fu Yun took it as a bluff and calmly said, “I never regret my actions. Now let’s continue our talk about having you as a mediator.”

“What if I refuse?”

With a light smile, Fu Yun replied, “Then we’ll just have to wait until you agree.”