Qiao An in the study threw her phone aside, relieved, leaned on the leather boss's chair, and recalled in her mind what Tan Xinyue said to her last:

"Xiao An, when you treat family and love, you will feel that there is something missing in your heart, so you will be entangled in the face of Lu Yan. I haven't met him, but he's not the same to you as Mingtang is to me, so I don't know how to give you advice. ”

"However, do you remember? Since Xiao Xu appeared, has your love for 'family' been different? Perhaps, this Lu Yan will give you a new understanding of 'like', 'love', and 'lover'. ”

Perhaps, he is the one sent by God to make up for the missing piece of your heart. ”

Tan Xinyue is right, Lu Yanzhi is to Qiao An, and Zhong Mingtang is to Tan Xinyue, it is different.

Her uncle, a former teacher, fell in love with his student, and in that era, there was a criticized forbidden love, and then, the schoolgirl committed suicide. Zhong Mingtang never married, until he met Tan Xinyue, the person who was exactly the same as the female student he loved at the beginning. And Tan Xinyue may really be the reincarnation of that schoolgirl, or maybe not, but they broke through all obstacles and got together.

What Qiao An actually wanted to know was that when Tan Xinyue heard Zhong Mingtang talk about this past and heard his confession, what kind of reaction and how to deal with it, she may be entangled, or retreat, but in the end she accepted it.

But this process is not of reference value to Joan.

She didn't know if she should accept it or not—no one but herself could help her make a decision.

But how did she decide, and on what basis did she make her decision?

Qiao An rubbed the corners of her forehead dejectedly, completely unaware of one thing: when she began to hesitate whether to accept Lu Yan or not, whether she liked Lu Yan or not, her subconscious had already given a positive answer.

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The heat of midsummer can easily make people get angry, but the banks of the Huangpu River are a good place to escape the heat and cool down.

Binjiang Avenue is full of people, either sitting on the lawn or iron pier to enjoy the coolness, or taking a walk to see the scenery, or taking plane photos with the river view as the base, and so on.

Qiao An and Qiao Ze sat down in the best position with the best view, and from time to time glanced at the dazzling night view on and on both sides of the Huangpu River.

No matter how many times you see this kind of scenery, it is not enough.

used to be the closest brother and sister, but because of Yao Wenting and Yao Yi's design, there was a dislike, even if the misunderstanding was solved, the dialogue between each other was just a simple greeting, you asked me "How are you doing", I replied "It's good, what about you", just like the standard dialogue in junior high school English textbooks.

Qiao Ze said: "Tomorrow is your mother's death day, do you want to go to see her together?"

Joan paused and replied, "Okay." Although she did not want to appear in front of me in the form of a monument, I had not seen her for many years, and she probably thought that I was resentful of her being so harsh on me, and even agreed to bury Old Joe next to her as revenge......

There was a bit of witty self-deprecation in his tone, but his eyes were unconsciously red.

"No, my aunt has always been a very gentle person," Qiao Ze looked at Qiao An with some distress, "And you also know that the second uncle is not ......"

"Isn't it a scumbag?" Qiao An laughed at herself in a low voice, "Yes, it was Yao Wenting who designed him shamelessly, but the appearance of her and Yao Yi deeply hurt my mother;

"Pulling ......"

"I haven't finished speaking, he made a will early, except for three million and a set of real estate, all the other inheritance in his name belongs to me, and even on the day I became an adult at the age of eighteen, he flew to the United States and handed me the seal of the chairman of the Qiao Group, but so what?"

Qiao An's eyes were red, like a little beast covered with injuries but refusing to let people approach her to heal her wounds, biting her lip stubbornly to prevent tears from falling: "When my mother died, it was already arranged for me to go to the United States, but I was reluctant to let my brother, Qiao Ze, you, I stayed, but I heard you say to Yao Wenting with my own ears, saying that I was 'a burden'." ”

"That's a misunderstanding, we've ......"

"Yes, the misunderstanding has been resolved, I know that you deliberately said that to her, and I also know that Yao Yi deliberately let me hear it. But the misunderstanding is solved, and the wound will not go away...... It's not going to go away, that scar, it's always there. A tear slipped from Joan's eyes, she sniffed her nose and wiped away the falling tears with the back of her hand, "At that time, Mom is gone, Dad is not my father alone, the old lady seems to love only one of us, when I was young, I relied on the old lady's liking for me, and I have been helping to repair the relationship between you and the old lady, and then, she began to care about you as a grandson." And I, all the people who love me, have changed overnight, except for you. So, the people I can rely on, the people I trust and rely on the most in this family, the only people I rely on and closest to are my brother, my Aze, you! But you say, I am a burden, you say that the shares of the Qiao Group that I inherited from my mother were taken away from your dead parents......

"Lead, don't say it, don't say it......" Qiao Ze grabbed Qiao An's hand tightly, "I was just trying to get out Yao Wenting's words, I just wanted to protect you, I wanted to ......"

"You want Lao Qiao to know that the unforgivable mistake he made at the beginning was framed by Yao Wenting, and you want me to ease the relationship between my father and daughter with Lao Qiao, yes, I know, but when I went to the United States at that time and accepted the guardianship of Uncle Zhong, do you know how desperate I was in my heart?

“…… I know, I know, I know, it's me who is not good, it's me who didn't fulfill my responsibilities, it's me who didn't protect you, it's me who is sorry for you, I'm sorry for my aunt, I promised her, but I didn't do anything. ”

Qiao Ze looked at Qiao An deeply, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, a one-meter-eight man, the general manager of a large company, just like this in front of his sister, crying defenselessly.