Qiao Shang hasn't been home for the past few days, and compared with Qiao Yu, who was busy before, the latter is still a little more free than him, at least not so much that he doesn't even want to spare time for eating.

The delicate and small style of food was put on the table, the soup in the middle was a fresh milky white, Qiao Yu took off his coat and handed it to the servant, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, no matter what style of clothes he wore on his body, he was straight and handsome, but the eyebrows seemed to be soft but actually cold, just like his style of acting, he concealed all the gloom without a trace, so that people couldn't help but rise up a respectful heart under the alienation.

looks so kind and affectionate, and he is not a master who eats people and does not spit out bones.

There is only one sentence going around and around, living like his Lao Tzu, and he will live a life under the viciousness of a virtue.

Qiao Yu is worthy of being born in Qiao Shang's lineage, being the same as him, unscrupulous means to achieve the end, as long as he gets a satisfactory result, how cruel the process is, he can ignore it, and only care about the present after the fact, just like calculating the Han family, Qiao Yu thinks very simply, after he can get the person in front of him, he hates him afterwards or not, after all, what do you think about before you get it, it's a big deal that he is willing to be a cow and a horse.

Qiao Yu thought a little melancholy, but it's a pity that it's one thing to be sparse or not.

His sighs are low and soft and frightening, Qiao Shang's lover can't help but tremble, she is a short-sighted material, she looks tender and beautiful, but she is a little brainless, and there is always a feeling that the smell is not right when she gets along with the son of this family, and she usually shrinks when she encounters it, and she is afraid that Qiao Yu will look at her twice.

Under the seemingly soft eyes, it was actually cold and shivering, cruel and bloody, and quietly squinted slightly to look at the insignificant prey in front of him.

It tasted so chilling.

However, now she couldn't hold it back, showed a false smile, and picked up her heart that was actually still scared, and shouted Qiao Yu, "Xiao Yu." ”

The biggest difference between Qiao Yu and Qiao Shang is that he knows how to take care of himself, he knows that he takes good care of his body, his body is the capital of the revolution, he doesn't take care of the capital, who knows that he will die earlier than Han Fang when the time comes, and people don't know where to run.

At this moment, the hand holding the soup paused slightly, the milky white soup swayed slightly in the porcelain bowl, the corners of Qiao Yu's lips were lightly raised, and her eyes lightly stopped on her nervous sweaty forehead, and the three words softly and softly, "What's wrong?" ”

There's a boredom in it.

Since Qiao Yi's accident, Mrs. Qiao has lost her bargaining chips, and she still has the name of Mrs. on the surface, but in fact, she has already moved out of Qiao's house and separated from Qiao Shang, and she is only close to divorce.

Qiao Shang is short of people around him, he has never brought a lover, Qiao Yu doesn't care about these, what does he love, don't look back and make a small one out, he shouldn't have seen it, if he really mixes up another one, Qiao Yu doesn't mind strangling the sprout in the cradle that has not yet been born.

But the strange thing is that no matter how many lovers Qiao Shang has changed in three days, he really just puts it on the side, even if he brings it home, he sleeps in a separate room, and he has the right to raise more people.

Qiao Shang said to his son calmly, "Look, you look beautiful and have a lot of appetite. ”

In his eyes, the co-author lover is the flower on the table when he eats, and he changes it when he gets tired.

At this moment, the uninteresting flower in front of him shouted at him, Qiao Yu's brows frowned slightly in disgust, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel the delusion of loss in his heart, if only Han Fang was willing to call him like that.

Tsk, he started dreaming again in broad daylight.

Qiao Shang was newly recruited, and the lover who was used to look at it was a little panicked, she hadn't seen Qiao Shang for the past few days, so she couldn't help but wonder if the other party was someone outside, and she didn't want to think about it, Qiao Shang had someone outside and never hid it and brought it back directly, and she didn't need to hide it, she just didn't want to lose her life of eating and drinking well and doing nothing so soon, so she looked at Qiao Yu with some uneasiness.

Stupidity.

Qiao Yu's eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule, and he didn't understand why the people Qiao Shang was looking for were more brainless than the other, and he usually looked at them as a pleasing vase, provided that these vases didn't speak.

Qiao Yu generally doesn't care much about his Lao Tzu looking for a lover, and occasionally perfunctory things are over, in his memory, he really can't remember what these people look like, but at this time, he was slightly stunned when he raised his eyes.

Although that look was stupid, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity between his eyebrows and eyes.

…… It's like the familiarity of a person.

Qiao Yu more or less faintly remembered, it seemed that the women who passed by in front of him seemed to be a little more or less familiar between their eyebrows and eyes, but they could only be noticed occasionally inadvertently, so they were all ignored by him, but the one in front of him was very obvious, especially looking at the way you looked over, provided that you had to ignore that look.

That's a bit unappetizing.

Who the hell is it like?

Qiao Yu's hand holding the chopsticks gradually tightened, and he saw that the other party was getting more and more nervous and flustered, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

She didn't want to ask Qiao Shang why he hadn't come back from outside recently, and that look made her feel creepy.

Qiao Yu clenched his chopsticks and said slowly: "Father has been a little busy outside recently. ”

This perfunctory sentence didn't make her any dissatisfaction, but she was not good at being seen by Qiao Yu.

The familiarity of these eyebrows reminded Qiao Yu of a person.

It's not like Han put down, but it's also faintly in line, this kind of gratuitous weirdness makes Qiao Yu feel a little uncomfortable, as soon as the chopsticks make a sound, Qiao Shang's lover opened his eyes and saw that this person's son suddenly stood up, left a sentence and left.

Qiao Shang's lover didn't catch a bun with chopsticks, so he looked at Qiao Yu striding away with a confused expression.

This Qiao family, father and son, are both inexplicable.

Qiao Yu is really something, he has wanted to find his brother who stayed in the nursing home for a long time, since the day Han released the accident, the words that were muttered on his lips seemed to have taken root in his heart, like a thorn, and he would feel a faint pain when he thought of it.

It's a pity that I've been really busy for a while, so I finally put it away, and the rest should be handed over to Qiao Shang to deal with the rest of the Han family's property.

interrupted the capital chain, and blocked the other party's capital link, at this critical juncture that could not be relieved for a while......

It's going to take another guy's hand.

The silver car drove on the road in a low-key manner, at this time there were fewer people on the road at noon, and it was unimpeded at high speed, and the mobile phone in the driver's seat rang, Qiao Yu glanced at it, pressed the earphone cable, and looked straight ahead of the road.

He frowned suddenly, and whispered, "Jin Jidong? ”

"In the end, he was kicked out by Han Shao."

It's a tactful word to use the word rush, but it was actually kicked to the door mercilessly by Han Fang, even with the rose that was about to fall off, but the latter still threw it back with a stupid face.

Qiao Yu sneered, his hand holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and said in a low tone: "Keep staring." ”

How can Jin Jidong of the Jin family still be so dishonest without a long memory.

It seems that you have to give each other a long memory.

There was a stop talking, "That young lady of the Jiang family seems to be ......"

It still doesn't seem to give up.

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that Jiang Qian didn't seem to be at ease with his words.

His smile was slightly cold.

The Qiao family still has a conscience, although Qiao Yi is already a waste chess, but Qiao Shang is really not cold-blooded and ruthless enough to ignore it, and pays a large amount of medical expenses and care fees every year, but he has never seen it much.

When Qiao Yu passed, the dean had already greeted him with sharp eyes, and he heard the latter's appearance as if he was not good, although the corners of his lips curved an arc, his eyes were cold and cold without a trace of affection.

"I'm coming to see my brother."

The dean's heart was raised, not many people have come to see this young master for several years, why did someone suddenly come, it still doesn't seem to be very right.

It's better to worry about other people's affairs.

Qiao Yi's body began to gradually necrosis, and the situation was a little unoptimistic, Qiao Yu listened quietly, the good and the bad were mixed, Qiao Yi can move a little now, even if he can't walk to read a book, he can still do it, even if he turns the book and takes a book, it takes a little effort, but he can move anyway, but the signs of life are like dried lamp oil.

Qiao Yu was taken to a room, pushed open the door and sat alone in a wheelchair with his back to him, he seemed to be looking at a magazine in his hand, his movements were relatively slow, and it would take him a few minutes for ordinary people to reach him in a few seconds, but he stubbornly refused to let the caregivers help.

He stood silent for a while.

Qiao Yu shouted, "Brother." ”

The man was not surprised, the caregiver stood next to him and stretched out his hand to push the wheelchair, Qiao Yu signaled not to let her go out, the latter hesitated, glanced at Qiao Yi, who was still flipping through the magazine, or went out and brought the door.

The air froze for a moment.

It was Qiao Yu who walked over first, his smile was as harmless as before, and he sighed softly in a low voice, "Brother, long time no see." ”

Qiao Yi said lightly: "I don't want to be unharmed with you." ”

Qiao Yu almost laughed, his brother was still so unforgiving even if he was in a wheelchair.

Qiao Yi said slowly: "Something? ”

Xu hadn't been out for a long time, his skin began to turn pale, and he finally felt like a brother when he stood with Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu looked at his pale face and rubbed his fingers unconsciously, "I can't come to see you if it's okay." ”

Qiao Yi sneered: "You're okay to come and disgust me?" ”

Qiao Yu walked to the window, the heavy curtains blocked the sunlight outside, so that the room was a little dim, "Why don't you pull up the curtains?" ”

"You've got a fart."

Qiao Yu turned around and said slowly, "Brother still remembers Han Fang." ”

There was no mistake in mentioning that name, suddenly narrowing pupils and slightly trembling fingers, Qiao Yu walked unhurriedly in the direction of Qiao Yi, and said slowly, "I came to ask my brother about something." ”

Qiao Yi pursed his lips.

"I want to know what happened to my brother with Han Fang three years ago."

He stood in front of Qiao Yi, looking down at him with cold eyes, but Qiao Yi looked up at him and smiled, "What do I have to do with him." ”

Qiao Yu stared at Qiao Yi for a while, on the day of the car accident, there was monitoring nearby, but because the rain was too heavy, it was a little blurry, and because it was three years later, all he got in his hand was the moment when Han Fang and Qiao Yi's two cars collided.

He looked back and forth many times.

That person's appearance was ruthless and cold, and the corners of his arrogant lips were slightly curved to look at the world's touch, so cold and fearless to bump into his head, and the last thing in his sight was the smile that stayed, arrogant and blooming, and it was always lingering in front of his eyes.

…… It's hard to hold such a person in the palm of your hand.

Qiao Yu continued to investigate Han Fang in the past three years, and his relationship with Qiao Yi was entangled, and the fierce posture of that person and the words biting the tip of his tongue have been lingering in his ears.

The past was buried too vaguely, it was a taboo past, because the promising young master of the Qiao family fell three years ago, and no one dared to mention it.

Qiao Yu bent down and approached to look at Qiao Yi, just like that, without giving in.

Qiao Yu's lips trembled slightly, and he spit out a sentence, "...... Have you ever touched Han Fang? ”

At that moment, Qiao Yi looked at him with a look in his eyes as if he had figured out a little taste, with a slight understanding, and the smile was even worse, just so bad mixed with the rest of the bitterness, and finally it just evolved into a provocative laugh, and he also learned Qiao Yu's tone and said softly: "Do you mean that you have moved, or have you touched it?" ”

Qiao Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, his hand suddenly grabbed his collar and trembled faintly, the magazine slipped from Qiao Yi's hand, his gaze paused on the magazine for a few seconds, and then turned to Qiao Yi's face, gritted his teeth with a gloomy face: "Don't joke with me." ”

Qiao Yi just stared at him like this, even if he grabbed his collar and pulled his neck, he didn't have any extra look, just smiled as usual, "I'm not joking with you." ”

With a slightly malicious look, he carefully looked at Qiao Yu's appearance, "Look, you finally can't pretend." ”

"I touched him, so what."

The hand holding his collar was held very tightly, as if he wanted to restrain something, and at that moment Qiao Yu's eyes became gloomy and violent, until he let go of his hand Qiao Yi found that his clothes were stained with blood, which was pinched out of his hand by Qiao Yu.

"You're damned."

The man in front of him stood in the shadows, straightened up and looked at him condescendingly, his face expressionless.

"You're damned."

That person's name poured into Qiao Yi's heart was a bitter taste, and he raised a touch of provocation with that bitter taste, only he knew how humble and ridiculous he was, and looked at Qiao Yu without admitting defeat and said slowly: "You can't get him." ”

No one can get him.

Qiao Yu smiled, that smile was weird.

"You're never the only one you can't get."

Qiao Yu said softly: "He will be mine." ”

It can only be mine.

And only he is qualified to touch this person, whoever dares to contaminate will be damned.

Han Fang woke up suddenly, obviously there was an air conditioner in the room, he was still sweating profusely, and he stretched out his hand to wipe all the cold sweat.

I slept so restlessly during the nap.

As he sat on the bed, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

I accidentally glanced at the table, where a white rose that was about to wither was quietly blooming.

A symbol of pure love?

He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled indifferently.