The girl in front of her was wearing a white dress, with a picturesque face and an elegant temperament, and there was a seeming alienation between her eyebrows.

Xu is realized that Qiao's mother was looking at her, the alienation between her eyebrows curled up a little, and she said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Hello Auntie, I'm Mu Xueyao." ”

Mu Xueyao had heard of Qiao's mother.

Qiao Yueyue's father, Qiao Minghan, died unexpectedly not long after Qiao Yueyue's sister Qiao Yueyan was born, and it was Qiao's mother who picked up the burden and re-supported the Qiao family.

Such women deserve to be respected.

Mother Qiao didn't look like a person with bad intentions when she looked at the girl, and her hanging heart relaxed a little.

"Hello Miss Mu, it's inconvenient to stand outside and talk, let's go in. Mother Qiao took them in.

Qiao Yueyue said that she would go upstairs to find a coat for her, so she and Qiao's mother waited downstairs.

Qiao's mother smiled and bent her eyes: "My family Yueyue has no friends, you are the first friend she brought back, I am very happy." ”

I don't know why, the more she looks at this girl now, the more she likes it.

Mu Xueyao smiled lightly and flirted with Qiao's mother, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

At this moment, a servant approached.

"Madam, Young Master Song is outside the door, saying that he wants to see the second miss. The servant bowed his head, and his voice was weak.

She didn't want to touch the mold at all.

The second lady of the Qiao family has been revolving around the fourth young master of the Song family since she was a child - this is a joke known to the entire upper class.

A while ago, Miss Qiao Er and Fourth Young Master Song broke up, Miss Qiao Er cried and her eyes were red, those people did not sympathize with her, but were still watching her jokes.

If Qiao Yueyue is mentioned to others, they will feel that she doesn't seem to have any strengths except for her face.

Song Yuan is different.

Song Yuan's family background, appearance, talent, etc. are all online, and he is the pride of the sky.

When they knew that he and Qiao Yueyue were together, many people watched with the mentality of watching a play.

When Qiao's mother heard that it was Song Yuan, her face darkened.

"Tell him that the second lady has fallen asleep now, and ask him to come back another day. Mother Qiao said coldly.

The servant nodded, and fled the scene.

After the maid left, Qiao's mother wanted to continue talking to her, but not long after, a young man broke in menacingly.

The young man was followed by the servant from earlier.

The maid also shouted: "Young Master Song, the second lady is really asleep, please come back another day." ”

Song Yuan didn't care, his face was calm, and his steps were hurried.

The person he hired today suddenly called him and said viciously: "We won't do this task, the money will be returned to you, don't look for us again!"

He was at a loss when he heard the news.

The Song family is beautiful on the surface, but in fact, there is a crisis inside.

He needs help from others, and the Qiao family is the best choice.

But he just had a falling out with Qiao Yueyue a while ago, and he asked Qiao Yueyue to get back together, but she was usually cowardly, and she was very firm that it was impossible.

His father urged him tightly, but he had no choice but to make this decision.

When she gets the video, Qiao Yueyue will definitely listen to him.

But the strong man didn't know why something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he was about the group of people confessing to him.

In the past, he didn't have to wait to come, but this time he had a closed door.

He was so worried that he rushed in.

Qiao's mother's eyes were very cold: "Fourth Young Master Song is really powerful, entering someone else's house without the master's consent?"

Qiao's mother's attitude was very tough, Song Yuan was a little weak-hearted, and panicked: "I'm sorry aunt, I really want to see Yueyue." ”

"Yueyue, is that what you can call?!" Qiao's mother put down the coffee in her hand and said sharply.

Her daughter, she was reluctant to cry, why did he, an outsider, cry her daughter?