Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 51: Granddaughter, Be Good

Editor: Inschain

Qiao Yun nodded, affirmatively saying, “You helped me teach a bad person a lesson, so we are friends.”

Her gaze fell upon Li Hanzhou.

The man was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons undone, abstinent yet noble, his handsome visage almost too ethereal for this world.

It was hard to imagine someone like him getting involved in other people’s business.

“Just because you helped me, we’re friends now? The bar for becoming your friend seems pretty low.”

Li Hanzhou laughed, then deliberately teased her, “It was Li Miao who couldn’t stand them bullying you and asked grandpa to teach them a lesson for her. Grandpa did it for his own little sister, don’t read too much into it.”

Of course, what really happened was clear only to those involved.

Qiao Yun was first stunned, then the joy in her eyes dissipated, and she became aloof once more.

She lazily nodded and said, “I see.”

So Li Miao was her friend, and there was no need to be nice to Li Hanzhou anymore.

Qiao Yun nodded her little head, hmm, that’s right.

Li Hanzhou watched as Qiao Yun went from ‘warm as fire’ to ‘cool as a breeze,’ and couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

This change in attitude was all too glaring; Li Hanzhou had the unsettling feeling of shooting himself in the foot.

“Regardless, you did help me. Although I might not have needed it, I must repay what I owe, so what do you want?”

Qiao Yun looked at him, her gaze permitting no rejection.

If Pei Ya were here, he probably would have dropped his jaw in shock—this was a promise from Professor Qiao! Something countless people dreamt of!

You’d better accept it quickly.

But Li Hanzhou simply said, “You should focus on your studies for now and work hard to make money later.”

“Don’t worry, I have money,” Qiao Yun frowned.

“With the little money you have, you couldn’t even afford my socks,” Li Hanzhou thought it was just pocket money from the Lu Family.

Qiao Yun: “…”

Li Hanzhou looked at her with a casual gaze, saying indifferently, “Even if it were someone else, I would have stepped in. After all, grandpa is a person with a strong sense of justice.”

Qiao Yun expressed skepticism toward Li Hanzhou’s words, but she remained stubborn, “Just let me know when you decide what you want, my promise is always valid.”

Li Hanzhou was speechless; the child’s character was quite obstinate.

“There’s nothing I want that I haven’t been able to obtain. If I can’t have it, neither can you.”

Qiao Yun furrowed her little brows, pondered for a while, and then said, “How about I cook a meal for you?”

A meal personally cooked by Professor Qiao—something so many people can’t beg for.

“You mean cooking a disaster?” Li Hanzhou rejected without hesitation.

Qiao Yun picked at her little hand, hesitating whether to point out that it was actually him who made the culinary disasters.

“Fine, I’ll let you know when I think of something.”

Li Hanzhou watched as Qiao Yun’s black and fluffy hair covered those bright eyes, which were now focused on him.

He felt an itch in his hand, and the next second, he raised his hand and naturally ruffled her head.

Quite soft, like a cat.

Qiao Yun’s eyes widened slightly, and after a short moment of daze, she requested, “Ruffle it again.”

Li Hanzhou raised an eyebrow, and under the urging of her eyes, he ruffled her head again, indeed like a little kid.

“My grandpa, he used to ruffle my head with the same amount of force as you do.”

She lifted her little face, her dark pupils held a very faint smile, astonishingly saying, “You’re like my grandpa.”

Li Hanzhou’s hand stiffened for a moment before he said coolly, “Good girl, granddaughter.”

Qiao Yun fell silent for a moment, then asked him, rather troubled, “Oh, so you don’t want to be my friend, you want to be my grandpa?”