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Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips and listened to Feng Shanshan say over there, "No, right?" That's no wonder. Mrs. Mo came to the company today to look for you, I said that you were not there, and there was no way to contact you, she didn't believe it, and sat in the conference room all afternoon, making sure that I didn't lie before leaving. ”

Feng Shanshan thought of Old Madam Mo's upright and serious complexion, acting like a person engaged in fund investigation, and sat on the sofa with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, so that she didn't even dare to come out, and couldn't help but sympathize with Qiao Weihuan.

"I think Mrs. Mo is not good."

Qiao Weihuan frowned, "Old Madam Mo is very good to me......"

"No matter how good she is to you, this time it is on the surface that you took the initiative to cancel the wedding, she will feel comfortable?"

Qiao Weihuan didn't speak, Feng Shanshan continued: "Even if you tell her that Mo Xilin has the intention of canceling the wedding, and the reporters at the scene are also called by him, Mrs. Mo may not blame you." In short, you should hurry up and deal with this matter, don't let Old Madam Mo come to the company again, and make everyone ugly......"

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Weihuan sat on the sofa, holding the phone, and thought for a long time.

What Feng Shanshan said was right, but not all right.

Qiao Weihuan understands Mrs. Mo's character, she may mind that she cancels the wedding without saying hello, but she will never blame it.

In the final analysis, it was Mrs. Mo's sincere love that made her unable to blame Qiao Weihuan.

In fact, these days, she has thought about how to talk to Mrs. Mo about this. She knew that the old lady would understand her, but the old lady would definitely ......

Qiao Weihuan thought about it, and finally got up from the bed, wanting to change into formal clothes.

As soon as you open the wardrobe, your eyes are full of soft loungewear.

Pink, blue, purple, one more like pajamas than the other.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

I haven't gone out these days, and I forgot about He Zhengxiao's goods, and I didn't prepare clothes for her to wear out.

The man did everything without leakage, and he must have deliberately arranged it to tease her.

Qiao Weihuan glared at the wardrobe for a long time, then went downstairs to find Uncle Zhong, and said politely: "Uncle Zhong, I want to go back to the apartment and get two pieces of clothes, can you send someone to send me over?" ”

Letting He Zhengxiao's people go out with him would reassure both of them.

It's just that I didn't expect that Uncle Zhong would personally send her over.

When she saw Uncle Zhong open the Maybach door for her, Qiao Weihuan was stunned.

After getting in the car, he couldn't help but ask Uncle Zhong: "He Zhengxiao is not in China these days?" ”

Uncle Zhong looked at her in surprise before saying, "Yes, the young master has returned to Europe." ”

Qiao Wei nodded happily and didn't say anything more.

He Zhengxiao only drove a Maybach when he went out, not because the car was amazingly ugly and touchingly expensive, but probably because the car had been modified and had a high safety factor. Now he can't drive this car when he goes out to run errands, there are only two possibilities, either there are other absolutely safe and reliable cars, or he is not in the country at all.

The car drove smoothly to the main entrance of the park, and then drove in slowly. Facing him, a Gust was about to go out, and when the two cars passed by, through the dark window, Qiao Weihuan saw the driver's seat window falling, revealing Mo Xilin's handsome side face, and the haze and exhaustion between his eyebrows.

The Maybach did not stop, but Gust slowly stopped to the side of the road after driving out of the park.

Moxi got out of the car and stood straight beside the car, looking deeply into the direction where Maybach had disappeared.

Being with Lu Xiaoya is not an easy task.

Old Madam Mo has been red all her life, and when she sees Lu Xiaoya, she will naturally think of her tainted father, and her face will become ugly. Letting her accept Lu Xiaoya, who has such a background, is tantamount to letting her violate the principles she has adhered to in this life, which is naturally difficult to climb to the sky.

But there is no way, who made Mo Xilin like her too.

Qiao Wei thought about it for a while, and when Maybach stopped, he got out of the car neatly and went back to the apartment.

Fu Minglang took the black beans away and took care of them, and the huge apartment seemed cold and lifeless.

Uncle Zhong didn't follow, Qiao Weihuan simply packed a few clothes, made a move halfway, and went to the room next to the bedroom.

Pull open the bottom drawer of the table, take out the red flannel box inside, open it, and a diamond ring is safely placed, and the brilliance is extremely dazzling.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Weihuan cleaned up plainly and elegantly, and went back to her villa first, and happened to catch up with Sister-in-law Li to push Qiao's mother out, accompanied by Fu Minglang and black beans, and the three of them and one dog went for a walk in a group.

Qiao Weihuan sat for a while, didn't see them come back, and turned around and went to the Mo family's old mansion.

The servant was still very polite to her, and respectfully invited her in.

Entering the villa, Mrs. Mo was sitting in the living room, quietly sipping tea.

After a few days, the old lady seemed to be a little haggard, the sideburns were more gray, and the furrows on her face were deeper.

Qiao Wei lowered his eyes apologetically, his lips opened, and he didn't make a sound.

However, the old lady seemed to sense her arrival, and turned her head coldly, and saw her standing at the door, her eyebrows and eyes slightly stretched.

"Girl, why don't you say hello when you come? Come on, come and sit at Grandma's side. ”

Qiao Weihuan cheered up, showed a smiling face, went over to sit next to Mrs. Mo, and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry." ”

Old Madam Mo's transparent gaze fell on her lowered eyebrows, and she was silent for a long time before she said, "What do you have to say sorry for?" It's Xiao Lin who is sorry for you. ”

Old Madam Mo is just old, and she can't manage many things, which doesn't prove that she is stupid. She knew in her heart how much Mo Xilin owed Qiao Weihuan.

A woman, even if she likes a man very much, will consume all her feelings and expectations in the long wait and hopelessness.

Qiao Weihuan raised her hand to pick up the kettle, lifted the lid of the teapot, and said sincerely: "Grandma, I haven't contacted you in the past few days, because I want to avoid the limelight, for fear that the reporter will cause you unnecessary trouble." You don't blame me for cutting first, and you don't blame me for coming to see you now, I'm content. ”

Tea washing, tea brewing, filtration, a set of actions down, the skillfulness of flowing water.

Qiao Weihuan poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Mo and handed it over, after the old lady took it, she held it in her hand, did not drink it, and asked tentatively: "You and Xiaolin...... Don't talk about it anymore? ”

Qiao Weihuan pulled up a strand of broken hair from her ear, and the black butterfly on her neck came to life, "Grandma, in fact, my personality is more suitable to be friends with him." ”

Husband and wife, forget it.

Old Madam Mo looked at a tea stalk that was floating on the brown water waves, sighed, and her dull eyes were a little vicissitudes, "I see, I better take care of your young people's affairs." ”

Raising his hand, he took a sip of fragrant tea.

This matter has been revealed, with Mrs. Mo's temperament, she may not be as close to Qiao Weihuan as before in the future, after all, she has no identity as her future granddaughter-in-law. But Old Madam Mo will definitely not speak again, so that she and Mo Xilin will rebuild the old one.

The big stone that was pressing on his heart was moved away, Qiao Weihuan was almost relieved, and was about to continue to speak, when he suddenly saw Old Madam Mo put down the teacup lightly, and her face became cold and hard.

"But that little girl, I can't spare it."

Qiao Weihuan gestured to add water to the teapot, and reacted for a long time before she understood who the little girl in Mrs. Mo's mouth was.

"I used to see that she was not in good health, so I turned a blind eye, but I didn't expect the little girl to be very old, and her scheming was very deep, and the marriage between you and Xiaolin was blown up, and she had to enter the door of my Mo family......"

Old Madam Mo said coldly: "Unless I die, don't even think about it!" ”

A burst of cracking porcelain came from the kitchen, Qiao Wei was happy, and it was difficult to speak, so he had to pretend that he didn't hear it, and continued to add water unhurriedly.

There was another small clatter, then the sound of a soft wheelchair sliding across the floor.

Qiao Weihuan raised her head slightly, and caught a glimpse of Old Madam Mo's dripping face, and Lu Xiaoya, who was pale.

Lu Xiaoya's legs and left hand were not yet well, wearing a thick plaster, with a pair of big watery eyes, she looked at Qiao Weihuan for a while, and then looked at Mrs. Mo's cold back timidly, "Grandma......"

"Don't call grandma with me." Old Madam Mo's usual few kindnesses ran away, and her eyes pierced Lu Xiaoya sharply, "My Mo family doesn't have relatives like you." ”

Lu Xiaoya bit her lip suddenly, swallowed the grievances in her stomach, and said tremblingly: "Old man, old lady, I made you your favorite dish......

Halfway through speaking, he was interrupted by a cold nasal voice from Old Madam Mo, and did not continue to speak. Qiao Weihuan also noticed that on Lu Xiaoya's only right hand that could move freely, there were several inconspicuous blisters, probably because they were burned by oil while cooking.

Old Madam Mo couldn't wait for Lu Xiaoya to disappear from front of her immediately, and of course she didn't want to eat the food she cooked. But the old lady got up from the sofa, Lu Xiaoya quickly turned the wheelchair and raised her hand to help, but was slapped away by the old lady Mo.

The old lady said coldly: "Huan girl, come and help me over." ”

Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to get up and go to the restaurant with the old lady.

Seeing a table of sumptuous dishes, the old lady drooped the corners of her mouth, picked up chopsticks like a charity, picked up a rape and put it in her mouth.

Then, his face sank, and he threw away his chopsticks directly, and spit out the unchewed rape with a "phew".

Just right, spitting at Lu Xiaoya's feet.

Lu Xiaoya's face was completely bloodless, and she cried sadly, soft as harmless, looking very pitiful.

Knowing the old lady's attitude, she deliberately dragged her weak sick body to cook for the old lady, in exchange for an unexpected end, and then cried, Lu Xiaoya is really no one......

Qiao Weihuan especially wanted to sigh, but she was really not suitable to speak, so she could only lower her eyelids and act as if she didn't exist.

In the lowered gaze, he caught a glimpse of Lu Xiaoya's plaster feet moving, and Qiao Weihuan couldn't help frowning.

Raising her eyes, Lu Xiaoya was struggling to get up from the wheelchair, and her plaster feet landed, but she didn't stand firmly, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Qiao Weihuan quickly supported her, didn't pay attention, her calf was hit by a plaster, and her scalp suddenly ached.

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Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips and listened to Feng Shanshan say over there, "No, right?" That's no wonder. Mrs. Mo came to the company today to look for you, I said that you were not there, and there was no way to contact you, she didn't believe it, and sat in the conference room all afternoon, making sure that I didn't lie before leaving. ”

Feng Shanshan thought of Old Madam Mo's upright and serious complexion, acting like a person engaged in fund investigation, and sat on the sofa with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, so that she didn't even dare to come out, and couldn't help but sympathize with Qiao Weihuan.

"I think Mrs. Mo is not good."

Qiao Weihuan frowned, "Old Madam Mo is very good to me......"

"No matter how good she is to you, this time it is on the surface that you took the initiative to cancel the wedding, she will feel comfortable?"

Qiao Weihuan didn't speak, Feng Shanshan continued: "Even if you tell her that Mo Xilin has the intention of canceling the wedding, and the reporters at the scene are also called by him, Mrs. Mo may not blame you." In short, you should hurry up and deal with this matter, don't let Old Madam Mo come to the company again, and make everyone ugly......"

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Weihuan sat on the sofa, holding the phone, and thought for a long time.

What Feng Shanshan said was right, but not all right.

Qiao Weihuan understands Mrs. Mo's character, she may mind that she cancels the wedding without saying hello, but she will never blame it.

In the final analysis, it was Mrs. Mo's sincere love that made her unable to blame Qiao Weihuan.

In fact, these days, she has thought about how to talk to Mrs. Mo about this. She knew that the old lady would understand her, but the old lady would definitely ......

Qiao Weihuan thought about it, and finally got up from the bed, wanting to change into formal clothes.

As soon as you open the wardrobe, your eyes are full of soft loungewear.

Pink, blue, purple, one more like pajamas than the other.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

I haven't gone out these days, and I forgot about He Zhengxiao's goods, and I didn't prepare clothes for her to wear out.

The man did everything without leakage, and he must have deliberately arranged it to tease her.

Qiao Weihuan glared at the wardrobe for a long time, then went downstairs to find Uncle Zhong, and said politely: "Uncle Zhong, I want to go back to the apartment and get two pieces of clothes, can you send someone to send me over?" ”

Letting He Zhengxiao's people go out with him would reassure both of them.

It's just that I didn't expect that Uncle Zhong would personally send her over.

When she saw Uncle Zhong open the Maybach door for her, Qiao Weihuan was stunned.

After getting in the car, he couldn't help but ask Uncle Zhong: "He Zhengxiao is not in China these days?" ”

Uncle Zhong looked at her in surprise before saying, "Yes, the young master has returned to Europe." ”

Qiao Wei nodded happily and didn't say anything more.

He Zhengxiao only drove a Maybach when he went out, not because the car was amazingly ugly and touchingly expensive, but probably because the car had been modified and had a high safety factor. Now he can't drive this car when he goes out to run errands, there are only two possibilities, either there are other absolutely safe and reliable cars, or he is not in the country at all.

The car drove smoothly to the main entrance of the park, and then drove in slowly. Facing him, a Gust was about to go out, and when the two cars passed by, through the dark window, Qiao Weihuan saw the driver's seat window falling, revealing Mo Xilin's handsome side face, and the haze and exhaustion between his eyebrows.

The Maybach did not stop, but Gust slowly stopped to the side of the road after driving out of the park.

Moxi got out of the car and stood straight beside the car, looking deeply into the direction where Maybach had disappeared.

Being with Lu Xiaoya is not an easy task.

Old Madam Mo has been red all her life, and when she sees Lu Xiaoya, she will naturally think of her tainted father, and her face will become ugly. Letting her accept Lu Xiaoya, who has such a background, is tantamount to letting her violate the principles she has adhered to in this life, which is naturally difficult to climb to the sky.

But there is no way, who made Mo Xilin like her too.

Qiao Wei thought about it for a while, and when Maybach stopped, he got out of the car neatly and went back to the apartment.

Fu Minglang took the black beans away and took care of them, and the huge apartment seemed cold and lifeless.

Uncle Zhong didn't follow, Qiao Weihuan simply packed a few clothes, made a move halfway, and went to the room next to the bedroom.

Pull open the bottom drawer of the table, take out the red flannel box inside, open it, and a diamond ring is safely placed, and the brilliance is extremely dazzling.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Weihuan cleaned up plainly and elegantly, and went back to her villa first, and happened to catch up with Sister-in-law Li to push Qiao's mother out, accompanied by Fu Minglang and black beans, and the three of them and one dog went for a walk in a group.

Qiao Weihuan sat for a while, didn't see them come back, and turned around and went to the Mo family's old mansion.

The servant was still very polite to her, and respectfully invited her in.

Entering the villa, Mrs. Mo was sitting in the living room, quietly sipping tea.

After a few days, the old lady seemed to be a little haggard, the sideburns were more gray, and the furrows on her face were deeper.

Qiao Wei lowered his eyes apologetically, his lips opened, and he didn't make a sound.

However, the old lady seemed to sense her arrival, and turned her head coldly, and saw her standing at the door, her eyebrows and eyes slightly stretched.

"Girl, why don't you say hello when you come? Come on, come and sit at Grandma's side. ”

Qiao Weihuan cheered up, showed a smiling face, went over to sit next to Mrs. Mo, and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry." ”

Old Madam Mo's transparent gaze fell on her lowered eyebrows, and she was silent for a long time before she said, "What do you have to say sorry for?" It's Xiao Lin who is sorry for you. ”

Old Madam Mo is just old, and she can't manage many things, which doesn't prove that she is stupid. She knew in her heart how much Mo Xilin owed Qiao Weihuan.

A woman, even if she likes a man very much, will consume all her feelings and expectations in the long wait and hopelessness.

Qiao Weihuan raised her hand to pick up the kettle, lifted the lid of the teapot, and said sincerely: "Grandma, I haven't contacted you in the past few days, because I want to avoid the limelight, for fear that the reporter will cause you unnecessary trouble." You don't blame me for cutting first, and you don't blame me for coming to see you now, I'm content. ”

Tea washing, tea brewing, filtration, a set of actions down, the skillfulness of flowing water.

Qiao Weihuan poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Mo and handed it over, after the old lady took it, she held it in her hand, did not drink it, and asked tentatively: "You and Xiaolin...... Don't talk about it anymore? ”

Qiao Weihuan pulled up a strand of broken hair from her ear, and the black butterfly on her neck came to life, "Grandma, in fact, my personality is more suitable to be friends with him." ”

Husband and wife, forget it.

Old Madam Mo looked at a tea stalk that was floating on the brown water waves, sighed, and her dull eyes were a little vicissitudes, "I see, I better take care of your young people's affairs." ”

Raising his hand, he took a sip of fragrant tea.

This matter has been revealed, with Mrs. Mo's temperament, she may not be as close to Qiao Weihuan as before in the future, after all, she has no identity as her future granddaughter-in-law. But Old Madam Mo will definitely not speak again, so that she and Mo Xilin will rebuild the old one.

The big stone that was pressing on his heart was moved away, Qiao Weihuan was almost relieved, and was about to continue to speak, when he suddenly saw Old Madam Mo put down the teacup lightly, and her face became cold and hard.

"But that little girl, I can't spare it."

Qiao Weihuan gestured to add water to the teapot, and reacted for a long time before she understood who the little girl in Mrs. Mo's mouth was.

"I used to see that she was not in good health, so I turned a blind eye, but I didn't expect the little girl to be very old, and her scheming was very deep, and the marriage between you and Xiaolin was blown up, and she had to enter the door of my Mo family......"

Old Madam Mo said coldly: "Unless I die, don't even think about it!" ”

A burst of cracking porcelain came from the kitchen, Qiao Wei was happy, and it was difficult to speak, so he had to pretend that he didn't hear it, and continued to add water unhurriedly.

There was another small clatter, then the sound of a soft wheelchair sliding across the floor.

Qiao Weihuan raised her head slightly, and caught a glimpse of Old Madam Mo's dripping face, and Lu Xiaoya, who was pale.

Lu Xiaoya's legs and left hand were not yet well, wearing a thick plaster, with a pair of big watery eyes, she looked at Qiao Weihuan for a while, and then looked at Mrs. Mo's cold back timidly, "Grandma......"

"Don't call grandma with me." Old Madam Mo's usual few kindnesses ran away, and her eyes pierced Lu Xiaoya sharply, "My Mo family doesn't have relatives like you." ”

Lu Xiaoya bit her lip suddenly, swallowed the grievances in her stomach, and said tremblingly: "Old man, old lady, I made you your favorite dish......

Halfway through speaking, he was interrupted by a cold nasal voice from Old Madam Mo, and did not continue to speak. Qiao Weihuan also noticed that on Lu Xiaoya's only right hand that could move freely, there were several inconspicuous blisters, probably because they were burned by oil while cooking.

Old Madam Mo couldn't wait for Lu Xiaoya to disappear from front of her immediately, and of course she didn't want to eat the food she cooked. But the old lady got up from the sofa, Lu Xiaoya quickly turned the wheelchair and raised her hand to help, but was slapped away by the old lady Mo.

The old lady said coldly: "Huan girl, come and help me over." ”

Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to get up and go to the restaurant with the old lady.

Seeing a table of sumptuous dishes, the old lady drooped the corners of her mouth, picked up chopsticks like a charity, picked up a rape and put it in her mouth.

Then, his face sank, and he threw away his chopsticks directly, and spit out the unchewed rape with a "phew".

Just right, spitting at Lu Xiaoya's feet.

Lu Xiaoya's face was completely bloodless, and she cried sadly, soft as harmless, looking very pitiful.

Knowing the old lady's attitude, she deliberately dragged her weak sick body to cook for the old lady, in exchange for an unexpected end, and then cried, Lu Xiaoya is really no one......

Qiao Weihuan especially wanted to sigh, but she was really not suitable to speak, so she could only lower her eyelids and act as if she didn't exist.

In the lowered gaze, he caught a glimpse of Lu Xiaoya's plaster feet moving, and Qiao Weihuan couldn't help frowning.

Raising her eyes, Lu Xiaoya was struggling to get up from the wheelchair, and her plaster feet landed, but she didn't stand firmly, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Qiao Weihuan quickly supported her, didn't pay attention, her calf was hit by a plaster, and her scalp suddenly ached.

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