One hundred and seventy-three

Just the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Qiao Zhiyuan received a courier with a photo of Yuan Xiangzhu and Song Shaorong kissing in a small garden.

Even though Qiao Zhiyuan called Yuan's mother, he almost announced in person that he had dissolved the marriage contract between Qiao Yi'an and Yuan Xiangzhu.

Yuan's mother and Yuan's father hurried to Qiao's house, and after seeing the photo, Yuan's mother immediately fainted.

At that time, Qiao Yi'an and Yuan Xiangzhu were trying on the wedding dress, Yuan Xiangzhu received a call and left Qiao Yi'an and ran away, and then Qiao Yi'an also received a call from his father, he jumped three feet high, said to the staff, "The wedding dress is not wanted", and went straight to the house.

He didn't understand why his father was so angry, why he suddenly didn't want him to marry Xiangzhu, but he didn't care about any of this, what he immediately thought of was to immediately go to Yunxi and chase Yunxi back.

So, he explained to his mother and drove on the road.

Liu Yunxi vaguely felt that the sudden cancellation of the wedding might be related to the photos she received before, but she wasn't sure, seeing that Qiao Yi'an didn't seem to know those photos, she didn't say anything, just asked: "It's the New Year, is it appropriate for you to run out?" ā€

"You still have a question that I haven't answered." Qiao Yi'an avoided answering, "You answer me first." ā€

"What's the problem?"

"Who's the guy your father is talking to?" Qiao Yi'an asked, with a nervous expression.

"On the phone with my dad? No, I don't. Liu Yunxi looked at him suspiciously.

"In the hospital, your father said it himself, do you want to rely on it?" Qiao Yi'an stared at her.

Liu Yunxi still couldn't remember what was going on, and looked at him in a daze.

"What do you do with this brain? It's only been a long time, do you want me to restore the plot and help you get your memories back? Qiao Yi'an said as he tapped her on the back of the head.

"Yes, yes." Liu Yunxi nodded hurriedly.

Qiao Yi'an's mouth was open for a long time, and he couldn't say a word, and after that, he scratched his head in annoyance, "It doesn't seem to have any plot, how can I restore it?" "Look at Liu Yunxi. And he said, "You really don't have an impression?" There was doubt in his eyes.

"Hmm." Liu Yunxi looked dazed.

"That's right." Qiao Yi'an patted his head, "We were in the corridor of the hospital, and when I saw my father, he asked me who I was. I said it was your boyfriend, and he said, 'Oh, boyfriend, on the phone,' and I asked you later. You didn't say it. ā€

After his guidance, Liu Yunxi seemed to suddenly become enlightened, and also shouted: "Oh, I know, that person is Yu Wei." ā€

"Yu Wei?" Qiao Yi'an looked incredulous, "How could it be Yu Wei?" ā€

"And who do you think it is?" Liu Yunxi looked at him calmly.

"It shouldn't be, it's—" He was about to say Principal Mao, but for some reason, those three words stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

"Who is it? Who? Liu Yunxi smiled. She couldn't think of anyone else he could think of.

"Me, shouldn't it be me?" Qiao Yi'an was in a hurry, so he said so.

"You? How should it be you? Liu Yunxi smiled, her expression lightened a lot, "Do you know where you were at that time?" Do you know how I struggled to extricate myself at that time? ā€

"Where am I? Why can't you extricate yourself? Qiao Yi'an asked anxiously.

"You're lying in the hospital, I can't contact you for a few days and nights, and someone tells me that you're going to get engaged, why do you think I can't extricate myself?" When Liu Yunxi spoke, his eyes looked at Qiao Yi'an, but he was empty. It's like the soul is out of body.

Qiao Yi'an was also silent, no longer bothering about who the person on the phone was. But after a while, he still couldn't help it, and asked again: "Why did Yu Wei talk to your father on the phone?" ā€

"Because it's my birthday. I promised my parents to bring my boyfriend home for the New Year this year, and in a hurry, he took it. Liu Yunxi said.

"I see." Qiao Yi'an looked at it suddenly, looked around after a second, and said, "Didn't you bring it back?" Or is it hidden somewhere? ā€

Liu Yunxi smashed his fist over, "Hide your head." ā€

Qiao Yi'an took advantage of the situation and grabbed her hand. As soon as she pulled it, she got into his arms, "So I have to rush over and help you fulfill your promise." ā€

The people in the village saw a small car parked under the courtyard wall of Liu Yunxi's house, and their necks stretched out early, and some people passed by her door intentionally or unintentionally.

Someone else caught a glimpse of Mother Liu, and simply asked generously: "There are guests at home?" Mother Liu also replied generously: "It's Yunxi's colleague." ā€

came all the way from Zhejiang, of course, it's my boyfriend. People in the village are speculating.

Unexpectedly, in just two days, Qiao Yi'an answered everyone's questions with actions.

He was led by Liu Yunxi to go door to door to confess his relatives!

Qiao Yi'an drove a white car, Liu Yunxi sat in the passenger seat, and his father sat in the back, running from village to village, attracting a lot of attention every time he arrived in a village.

During the Spring Festival in 2014, in Liu Yunxi's hometown, there were very few people like Qiao Yi'an who drove a Mercedes-Benz through the city, so the village exploded all of a sudden, and it was said that Liu Yunxi had a big money, and the Liu family was going to ascend to heaven.

People who had some ties with the Liu family before also took the initiative to talk to them, and some people took a peek at Qiao Yi'an in the name of visiting Liu's mother, and secretly admired while watching, and a few wisps of envy inevitably floated out of their eyes.

Two days later, Qiao Yi'an hid in the back vegetable garden to smell the fragrance of orchids, and no one could see him when he entered the door.

Liu Yunxi was afraid that he would be tired after squatting for a long time, so he brought him a small chair.

As soon as Qiao Yi'an sat up, he said, "Comfortable." ā€

"This is my dad's own chair." Liu Yunxi said proudly that she has always been proud of her father.

Hearing her say this, Qiao Yi'an stood up, looked at the upper and lower corners of the chair, and then said solemnly: "It's amazing, it's amazing, I'm going to move one to Shaoxing, put it on the roof, and sit when I read the newspaper to my father." ā€

As soon as he mentioned his father, he made Liu Yunxi think that he was the son of the chairman, and naturally thought of his marriage to Yuan Xiangzhu.

"You'd better go back early." Liu Yunxi said, faintly.

"I said that we would go back together on the sixth day of junior high school, why did you let me go back first?" Joe Yi'an looked surprised.

"It's not appropriate for me to go back with you." Liu Yunxi squatted down and got a bluegrass.

"Why is it not appropriate?" Qiao Yi'an grabbed her hand, held it in his palm, and looked at her carefully. (To be continued.) )