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Qiao Weihuan was stunned.

After living with He Zhengxiao for so long, she didn't tell Mama Fu, and Mama Fu and Mama Qiao must be at the door of her apartment now.

No wonder Qiao's mother asked her if she was at home just now, if she was at home, she should go and open the door for them now.

However she was not in the apartment.

Qiao Weihuan reacted quickly, lowered her voice and said, "Mom, Aunt Fu is taking you to the apartment, right?" I moved, and I haven't had time to say yet. Let Aunt Fu take you around the park, and I'll go over and pick you up, okay?" ”

"No, where did you move to? I'll go...... Look at you. ”

Qiao's mother was unprecedentedly gentle, her voice was very soft, and she gently brushed the tip of Qiao Weihuan's heart like a feather, making her hurt like a pinprick.

Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, her fingers clenched tightly, "Mom, where I live a little far now...... Or I'll go over, I'll be there soon. ”

She couldn't wait to end this topic, but her haste without a trace was keenly noticed by Qiao's mother.

"Huan'er, if you don't want me to come to the city......"

"It's not!" Qiao Weihuan didn't think about it, and blurted out, "Mom, this place is far away from my apartment, I don't want you to be too tired." ”

Qiao's mother finally didn't say anything more.

Qiao Weihuan hurried to the apartment, and Fu's mother was walking with Qiao's mother at the entertainment facility. She cheered up and bent her eyes, "Mom." ”

She took Qiao's mother to a scenic spot in the city and walked around for a whole morning.

Qiao's mother's smile is not much, and the occasional joy will make Qiao Weihuan's eyes sour. Taking advantage of Qiao's mother's inattention, she quietly lowered her head and looked at her flat lower abdomen.

She clearly knew that the soreness in her eyes was not only because of Qiao's mother, but also because of the guilt in her heart.

Qiao's mother was so resistant to He Zhengxiao, she didn't dare to let Qiao's mother know that she was living with He Zhengxiao. If Qiao's mother knew that she had He Zhengxiao's child, what would Qiao's mother think?

Qiao Weihuan was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Qiao's mother ask, "Huan'er, didn't you meet that teacher?" ”

She raised her head suddenly, and the stunned look on her face that she didn't have time to retract was all looked at by Qiao's mother.

Qiao's mother suddenly understood something, and her still gentle face stiffened in vain.

Her eyes widened, and she slowly exhaled a few cloudy breaths, and anger, pain, and disbelief tossed and turned on her face, and finally merged into a lifeless gray.

Decay and desolation, sorrow and despair.

That color burned Qiao Weihuan's eyes.

She saw Qiao's mother raise her hand tremblingly and silently close her eyes.

However, Qiao's mother's slap didn't fall, she just looked at Qiao Weihuan with an unusually empty look, her lips opened slightly, and she whimpered in pain.

"You might as well not be my daughter......"

Qiao Weihuan suddenly felt a chill, starting from the soles of her feet, and unscrupulously burrowed into every inch of her flesh and blood.

"Mom......" She moved slowly to touch Qiao's mother, but was pushed away by Qiao's mother.

However, Qiao Weihuan shook it, but stubbornly and forcefully wrapped around Qiao's mother's shoulders and hugged this trembling body.

Qiao's mother cried completely.

She covered her face and squeezed out her voice intermittently, "They locked me up for half my life, that person is a femme fatale like them, how can you?" Are you still my daughter? I went to great lengths to give birth to you, one by one, one by one, one ......by one."

Qiao Weihuan hugged Qiao's mother tightly and shook her head heavily.

"I did something wrong...... But Mom, you believe me, it won't be long, soon, I won't have anything to do with him anymore. ”

Qiao's mother didn't know if she heard his words clearly, so she cried to herself. Her voice grew louder and louder, ignoring the eyes around her and the flow of people, crying hysterically, hoarse, her thin body sliding incessantly, and it was almost difficult to stand still.

As if to drain all her pain away.

The stunned Fu Ma quickly supported Qiao Ma, she didn't know why Qiao Ma suddenly changed her attitude, but she saw Qiao Weihuan with her head down, her sunglasses covering her eyebrows, and the small half of her face was white without blood.

"Mom, give me another month, after which we leave City B, and I won't see him again in my life."

……

Qiao Weihuan was halfway back when she received a call from Feng Shanshan.

She went to the new company, Feng Shanshan turned a blind eye, but her contract with Jinhui has not expired, and now there is a public welfare activity in the company, asking its big-name artists to brush their faces to increase their goodwill, which is a win-win situation for the company and the artist, every year Qiao Weihuan will promise the company, and this time is no exception.

After going back, Qiao Weihuan lay down for half an hour, and soon got up and began to pack his suitcase.

On the way, Uncle Zhong knocked on the door, "Miss Qiao, lunch has been prepared." ”

Qiao Weihuan half-knelt on the ground, put the sportswear into the box, and then closed the zipper, "Okay." ”

Uncle Zhong looked at the suitcase, and then at Qiao Weihuan, "...... Miss Joe is going out? ”

Qiao Weihuan laughed, got up and walked out, and said naturally, "Well, I'm going out for a few days." ”

She paused and asked Uncle Zhong: "I see that He Zhengxiao is not there, is he in China?" ”

"The young master returned to Manchester this morning."

Qiao Weihuan didn't say anything more, and went downstairs to eat.

Turning his head, Uncle Zhong called the UK, "Young Master, Miss Qiao is going to leave for a few days." ”

The phone was quiet, and the man's voice became more and more muffled.

"What do you say?"

Uncle Zhong coughed lightly, repeated Qiao Weihuan's original words, and tried his best to follow Qiao Weihuan's tone......

He Zhengxiao listened to Uncle Zhong's plausible imitation, "The tone is wrong." ”

She will "um", she just doesn't want to speak, so she uses a short word to fool people.

"Who did she meet with today?"

"Miss Qiao and Mrs. Qiao went to the scenic area in the morning."

There was silence at the end for a long time, and there was a slight sound, as if it was his long fingers, rhythmically tapping on the table.

Uncle Zhong couldn't help it, "Young Master, shouldn't I tell Miss Qiao about that incident with Mrs. Qiao?" I think Mrs. Joe seems to be ......"

He didn't wait for the answer to this question, but only heard He Zhengxiao say in a low voice: "Let her go and protect her." ”

That incident was too cruel for her, and the debt of conscience she was carrying was already inexplicable, and if there was one more thing, her weak shoulders would not be able to bear it.

If you're in a bad mood, it's okay to go out for a walk.

However, even He Zhengxiao didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would go to Iraq to deliver supplies this time!

Qiao Weihuan knew that she also talked to Uncle Han on the phone.

Uncle Han is a complete scholar, a doctoral supervisor of the Eight Classics, obsessed with going to various parts of the world to conduct his research, and has published no less than five academic works, all of which are the essence, and many remarks are included in the textbooks.

It's a pity that Uncle Han is still poor, and he is terribly poor.

Fortunately, the country cherishes him as a talent, and he will never be stingy with his sponsorship expenses, so that he can run all over the world.

Now Uncle Han is in Iraq, and within two days of arriving, Qiao Weihuan arrived.

Qiao Weihuan hadn't seen Uncle Han for a long time, but in the airport, she saw an elegant middle-aged man at a glance, wearing a pair of heavy glasses, full of historical weight, which seemed to be very incompatible with the passengers.

She handed the suitcase to Fu Minglang, walked over quickly, and took off her sunglasses, "Uncle Han." ”

Uncle Han nodded expressionlessly, looked at it for a while, and frowned slightly, "Why are you fat like this?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

For the sake of the child to eat every day, can you not get fat?

However, Qiao Weihuan felt the long-lost concern, and couldn't hold back, laughing, and the people who came with Jinhui also covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

Uncle Han knew that she had serious business, and there was no too long reminiscence, so the group got into the car to pick up the airport and went straight to the local public welfare organization.

This time, the public welfare is not only the people of Jinhui, but also other large enterprises. Qiao Weihuan counted Jinhui as a representative, sandwiched in the big team in China, met with the leaders of local institutions, and after walking through the scene and trivial matters, he was busy all day, and he was not idle until dinner time.

Qiao Weihuan did not book the same hotel as the big team, but stayed in the hotel where Uncle Han was, and ate with Uncle Han at night, accompanied by Fu Minglang.

Halfway through the meal, Uncle Han asked her, "Have you been tired from work lately?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was a little surprised, because Uncle Han was particular about food and never spoke during meals.

"I'm not tired, I changed to a new company, and my work is quite idle."

Uncle Han didn't ask again and continued to eat.

Qiao Weihuan was very strange, and felt that he was a little abnormal when he saw Uncle Han this time. But Uncle Han didn't say anything, so she didn't move.

In the end, Uncle Han couldn't help it, he put down his knife and fork, his weathered face became serious, and he asked her in a rather stern tone, "Huan'er, I heard Xiaorou say that you are pregnant?" ”

This tone made Qiao Weihuan feel that she was a junior high school student in early love facing her parents......

Qiao Weihuan sat up straight, licked her dry lips, and nodded almost invisibly.

Uncle Han sighed, he took off his glasses and wiped them with a glasses cloth, "You still have to hide such a big thing from your family." If it weren't for me seeing Xiaorou's sad face recently and swindling from her, wouldn't you be ready to tell your uncle? ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart warmed, and she lowered her voice, "Uncle Han, don't be angry, I originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity to talk to you in person." ”

"I just know that you have a new boyfriend, and you haven't had a chance to go home and say it for so long?"

Qiao Weihuan was a little unable to answer, could she say that she didn't want to tell Uncle Han about it?

The meal was extremely tangled, Qiao Weihuan sat obediently and listened to Uncle Han count her.

In the end, Uncle Han only had one sentence: "After returning to China, take your boyfriend home to see." ”

Qiao Weihuan's lips moved slightly, she didn't say anything, she just nodded.

She couldn't talk to people who really cared about her about anything that might make them upset.

For example, she has no reason not to love He Zhengxiao, and there is no reason not to part with He Zhengxiao, and she will always be a single mother.

For a week, Qiao Weihuan was in a busy situation where he had no time to take care of him. When this public welfare action ended, she didn't go back with the army, and stayed to help Uncle Han.

On this day, she went to the bank in the morning, and then returned to the hotel, ready to go out with Uncle Han.

Fu Minglang rented a car locally, turned back into a driver, and drove the car downstairs to the hotel.

Qiao Weihuan pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly heard a sound. She froze and turned her head suddenly.

The originally calm street was noisy because of this sound, and all the people looked at the location of the sound source like Qiao Weihuan.

But there was more than one voice, and after a short rest, it made a crazy comeback, and the loud bang that lasted for more than ten seconds shook people's hearts heavily.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan was stunned.

After living with He Zhengxiao for so long, she didn't tell Mama Fu, and Mama Fu and Mama Qiao must be at the door of her apartment now.

No wonder Qiao's mother asked her if she was at home just now, if she was at home, she should go and open the door for them now.

However she was not in the apartment.

Qiao Weihuan reacted quickly, lowered her voice and said, "Mom, Aunt Fu is taking you to the apartment, right?" I moved, and I haven't had time to say yet. Let Aunt Fu take you around the park, and I'll go over and pick you up, okay?" ”

"No, where did you move to? I'll go...... Look at you. ”

Qiao's mother was unprecedentedly gentle, her voice was very soft, and she gently brushed the tip of Qiao Weihuan's heart like a feather, making her hurt like a pinprick.

Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, her fingers clenched tightly, "Mom, where I live a little far now...... Or I'll go over, I'll be there soon. ”

She couldn't wait to end this topic, but her haste without a trace was keenly noticed by Qiao's mother.

"Huan'er, if you don't want me to come to the city......"

"It's not!" Qiao Weihuan didn't think about it, and blurted out, "Mom, this place is far away from my apartment, I don't want you to be too tired." ”

Qiao's mother finally didn't say anything more.

Qiao Weihuan hurried to the apartment, and Fu's mother was walking with Qiao's mother at the entertainment facility. She cheered up and bent her eyes, "Mom." ”

She took Qiao's mother to a scenic spot in the city and walked around for a whole morning.

Qiao's mother's smile is not much, and the occasional joy will make Qiao Weihuan's eyes sour. Taking advantage of Qiao's mother's inattention, she quietly lowered her head and looked at her flat lower abdomen.

She clearly knew that the soreness in her eyes was not only because of Qiao's mother, but also because of the guilt in her heart.

Qiao's mother was so resistant to He Zhengxiao, she didn't dare to let Qiao's mother know that she was living with He Zhengxiao. If Qiao's mother knew that she had He Zhengxiao's child, what would Qiao's mother think?

Qiao Weihuan was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Qiao's mother ask, "Huan'er, didn't you meet that teacher?" ”

She raised her head suddenly, and the stunned look on her face that she didn't have time to retract was all looked at by Qiao's mother.

Qiao's mother suddenly understood something, and her still gentle face stiffened in vain.

Her eyes widened, and she slowly exhaled a few cloudy breaths, and anger, pain, and disbelief tossed and turned on her face, and finally merged into a lifeless gray.

Decay and desolation, sorrow and despair.

That color burned Qiao Weihuan's eyes.

She saw Qiao's mother raise her hand tremblingly and silently close her eyes.

However, Qiao's mother's slap didn't fall, she just looked at Qiao Weihuan with an unusually empty look, her lips opened slightly, and she whimpered in pain.

"You might as well not be my daughter......"

Qiao Weihuan suddenly felt a chill, starting from the soles of her feet, and unscrupulously burrowed into every inch of her flesh and blood.

"Mom......" She moved slowly to touch Qiao's mother, but was pushed away by Qiao's mother.

However, Qiao Weihuan shook it, but stubbornly and forcefully wrapped around Qiao's mother's shoulders and hugged this trembling body.

Qiao's mother cried completely.

She covered her face and squeezed out her voice intermittently, "They locked me up for half my life, that person is a femme fatale like them, how can you?" Are you still my daughter? I went to great lengths to give birth to you, one by one, one by one, one ......by one."

Qiao Weihuan hugged Qiao's mother tightly and shook her head heavily.

"I did something wrong...... But Mom, you believe me, it won't be long, soon, I won't have anything to do with him anymore. ”

Qiao's mother didn't know if she heard his words clearly, so she cried to herself. Her voice grew louder and louder, ignoring the eyes around her and the flow of people, crying hysterically, hoarse, her thin body sliding incessantly, and it was almost difficult to stand still.

As if to drain all her pain away.

The stunned Fu Ma quickly supported Qiao Ma, she didn't know why Qiao Ma suddenly changed her attitude, but she saw Qiao Weihuan with her head down, her sunglasses covering her eyebrows, and the small half of her face was white without blood.

"Mom, give me another month, after which we leave City B, and I won't see him again in my life."

……

Qiao Weihuan was halfway back when she received a call from Feng Shanshan.

She went to the new company, Feng Shanshan turned a blind eye, but her contract with Jinhui has not expired, and now there is a public welfare activity in the company, asking its big-name artists to brush their faces to increase their goodwill, which is a win-win situation for the company and the artist, every year Qiao Weihuan will promise the company, and this time is no exception.

After going back, Qiao Weihuan lay down for half an hour, and soon got up and began to pack his suitcase.

On the way, Uncle Zhong knocked on the door, "Miss Qiao, lunch has been prepared." ”

Qiao Weihuan half-knelt on the ground, put the sportswear into the box, and then closed the zipper, "Okay." ”

Uncle Zhong looked at the suitcase, and then at Qiao Weihuan, "...... Miss Joe is going out? ”

Qiao Weihuan laughed, got up and walked out, and said naturally, "Well, I'm going out for a few days." ”

She paused and asked Uncle Zhong: "I see that He Zhengxiao is not there, is he in China?" ”

"The young master returned to Manchester this morning."

Qiao Weihuan didn't say anything more, and went downstairs to eat.

Turning his head, Uncle Zhong called the UK, "Young Master, Miss Qiao is going to leave for a few days." ”

The phone was quiet, and the man's voice became more and more muffled.

"What do you say?"

Uncle Zhong coughed lightly, repeated Qiao Weihuan's original words, and tried his best to follow Qiao Weihuan's tone......

He Zhengxiao listened to Uncle Zhong's plausible imitation, "The tone is wrong." ”

She will "um", she just doesn't want to speak, so she uses a short word to fool people.

"Who did she meet with today?"

"Miss Qiao and Mrs. Qiao went to the scenic area in the morning."

There was silence at the end for a long time, and there was a slight sound, as if it was his long fingers, rhythmically tapping on the table.

Uncle Zhong couldn't help it, "Young Master, shouldn't I tell Miss Qiao about that incident with Mrs. Qiao?" I think Mrs. Joe seems to be ......"

He didn't wait for the answer to this question, but only heard He Zhengxiao say in a low voice: "Let her go and protect her." ”

That incident was too cruel for her, and the debt of conscience she was carrying was already inexplicable, and if there was one more thing, her weak shoulders would not be able to bear it.

If you're in a bad mood, it's okay to go out for a walk.

However, even He Zhengxiao didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would go to Iraq to deliver supplies this time!

Qiao Weihuan knew that she also talked to Uncle Han on the phone.

Uncle Han is a complete scholar, a doctoral supervisor of the Eight Classics, obsessed with going to various parts of the world to conduct his research, and has published no less than five academic works, all of which are the essence, and many remarks are included in the textbooks.

It's a pity that Uncle Han is still poor, and he is terribly poor.

Fortunately, the country cherishes him as a talent, and he will never be stingy with his sponsorship expenses, so that he can run all over the world.

Now Uncle Han is in Iraq, and within two days of arriving, Qiao Weihuan arrived.

Qiao Weihuan hadn't seen Uncle Han for a long time, but in the airport, she saw an elegant middle-aged man at a glance, wearing a pair of heavy glasses, full of historical weight, which seemed to be very incompatible with the passengers.

She handed the suitcase to Fu Minglang, walked over quickly, and took off her sunglasses, "Uncle Han." ”

Uncle Han nodded expressionlessly, looked at it for a while, and frowned slightly, "Why are you fat like this?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

For the sake of the child to eat every day, can you not get fat?

However, Qiao Weihuan felt the long-lost concern, and couldn't hold back, laughing, and the people who came with Jinhui also covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

Uncle Han knew that she had serious business, and there was no too long reminiscence, so the group got into the car to pick up the airport and went straight to the local public welfare organization.

This time, the public welfare is not only the people of Jinhui, but also other large enterprises. Qiao Weihuan counted Jinhui as a representative, sandwiched in the big team in China, met with the leaders of local institutions, and after walking through the scene and trivial matters, he was busy all day, and he was not idle until dinner time.

Qiao Weihuan did not book the same hotel as the big team, but stayed in the hotel where Uncle Han was, and ate with Uncle Han at night, accompanied by Fu Minglang.

Halfway through the meal, Uncle Han asked her, "Have you been tired from work lately?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was a little surprised, because Uncle Han was particular about food and never spoke during meals.

"I'm not tired, I changed to a new company, and my work is quite idle."

Uncle Han didn't ask again and continued to eat.

Qiao Weihuan was very strange, and felt that he was a little abnormal when he saw Uncle Han this time. But Uncle Han didn't say anything, so she didn't move.

In the end, Uncle Han couldn't help it, he put down his knife and fork, his weathered face became serious, and he asked her in a rather stern tone, "Huan'er, I heard Xiaorou say that you are pregnant?" ”

This tone made Qiao Weihuan feel that she was a junior high school student in early love facing her parents......

Qiao Weihuan sat up straight, licked her dry lips, and nodded almost invisibly.

Uncle Han sighed, he took off his glasses and wiped them with a glasses cloth, "You still have to hide such a big thing from your family." If it weren't for me seeing Xiaorou's sad face recently and swindling from her, wouldn't you be ready to tell your uncle? ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart warmed, and she lowered her voice, "Uncle Han, don't be angry, I originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity to talk to you in person." ”

"I just know that you have a new boyfriend, and you haven't had a chance to go home and say it for so long?"

Qiao Weihuan was a little unable to answer, could she say that she didn't want to tell Uncle Han about it?

The meal was extremely tangled, Qiao Weihuan sat obediently and listened to Uncle Han count her.

In the end, Uncle Han only had one sentence: "After returning to China, take your boyfriend home to see." ”

Qiao Weihuan's lips moved slightly, she didn't say anything, she just nodded.

She couldn't talk to people who really cared about her about anything that might make them upset.

For example, she has no reason not to love He Zhengxiao, and there is no reason not to part with He Zhengxiao, and she will always be a single mother.

For a week, Qiao Weihuan was in a busy situation where he had no time to take care of him. When this public welfare action ended, she didn't go back with the army, and stayed to help Uncle Han.

On this day, she went to the bank in the morning, and then returned to the hotel, ready to go out with Uncle Han.

Fu Minglang rented a car locally, turned back into a driver, and drove the car downstairs to the hotel.

Qiao Weihuan pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly heard a sound. She froze and turned her head suddenly.

The originally calm street was noisy because of this sound, and all the people looked at the location of the sound source like Qiao Weihuan.

But there was more than one voice, and after a short rest, it made a crazy comeback, and the loud bang that lasted for more than ten seconds shook people's hearts heavily.

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