Chapter 112: It's terrible, Mr. Qiao is in Canaan's father's car
Qiao Xiang sneered, "What did she say? β
"Is there another version?"
"The other version is that I have no eyes and treat her as the closest person, and she stabs me in the back - you believe it?"
Qiao Xiang's eyes were tentative, but Yan Ruisen nodded, "Believe." β
After eating most of the noodles, Qiao Xiang put down his chopsticks, "If Sun Simian really has a relationship with her, I will consciously quit, and there is no first come and first in the relationship." But it's not like this, he put it in the food that Sun Simian drank...... These things can't be said to be on the table, and I don't want to mention them more, but a person always has to have a conscience, how can she do this? β
"There are so many people in the world, how many have you seen?"
Yan Ruisen's preaching, it seems that he looks like an elder, or a mentor and friend, he sincerely explained Qiao Xiang, "Her identity background determines her character, it is easy to be jealous of a person, you give her the opportunity to be jealous all the time, you have too many things that she does not have and may not even be able to get in her life, always find a way to balance yourself, and be a superior person in the relationship, it can be regarded as a recognition of herself, at least in some aspects, she is better than you." β
Qiao Xiang listened silently, everything he said was reasonable, so that she didn't even have the idea of refuting.
But Qiao Xiang is a normal person, and when he learned that Yu Suyan slandered her from Yan Ruisen, he was really unhappy, "You know that she is that kind of person, and give her the opportunity to sign a film and television company!" β
"The scandals have been spread, and you can't say anything if you don't give something when you break up."
He was in a very good mood, and deliberately spoke angrily to Qiao Xiang.
Qiao Xiang glanced at him and ignored him.
"I have to know about you and Sun Simian from her mouth."
Qiao Xiang glared, "Do you want to know if it's okay to ask me directly?" β
"Would you say?"
"Of course."
"Then tell me now, has Sun Simian taken off your clothes?
"Has he touched the place I touched?
Qiao Xiang's face was red, his lips were half open, and he didn't say anything for a long time, Yan Ruisen pursed his lips and smiled, "Are you so stupid to tell me?" β
After a long time, Qiao Xiang stood up, held back and said sullenly, "Don't you know how I am?" β
She hadn't had a relationship with a man before, and at that time, her virgin/female blood was stamped on his bed sheets, and he didn't see it, and he was so excited about it that he couldn't do it, did he need to ask?
Qiao Xiang was upset and depressed, he didn't want to talk to him, and he was about to go upstairs bypassing his noble body, but he grabbed him.
"What about it?"
"Actually, I don't mind what you are."
Qiao Xiang's faint face gradually turned crimson. This is probably the warmest love word he has ever said.
She nodded, "I know." β
Holding his lean waist, his hard abdominal muscles knocked Qiao Xiang's body, Qiao Xiang looked up at his facial features, and finally fixed his gaze between his good-looking eyes, "Let's go back to the room and do it again." β
Yan Ruisen was a little surprised.
Qiao Xiang pressed his head against his chest, very shy, and had to be bold again, "It's kind of forgive you, I'll take the initiative once." β
Just to please him.
In life, there are not many people who want to please, and he must be counted as the first.
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Early the next morning, Qiao Yingcheng went home drunk.
I drank a little wine with a friend outside last night, and then I slept at my friend's house, unable to face my wife, but I was always a husband and wife, and I always thought about this woman in my heart, and I woke up before dawn, washed my face and took a taxi home.
When I got home, it was just dawn, Tong Shuyi also had insomnia last night and didn't sleep until the second half of the night, Qiao Yingcheng sat on the edge of the bed and watched her quiet sleeping face, blaming her for being ridiculous, but more distressed.
She has long realized that she was wrong, but in this world, not everything she has done wrong can be made up, she has been burdened with Xiangxiang alone for so many years, and now she is honest in front of him, he is her husband, whether it is good or bad, he has to bear it with her.
Qiao Yingcheng saw Tong Shuyi's face without makeup, no longer as fair and delicate as when she was young, and the crow's feet stayed in the corners of her eyes, telling him that they had been holding hands together for so many years.
He took one of her hands.
soft-hearted, I just want to hold her in my arms. Leaving her alone on the street last night, she must have cried.
Reaching out to twist the hair on her forehead, she leaned over to kiss her forehead, and as soon as she got up, Tong Shuyi's eyes opened.
Thin lips paused in mid-air, and the two looked at each other.
"Husband."
Tong Shuyi was still half-asleep and half-awake, and when she saw someone, she probably thought she was dreaming. Qiao Yingcheng looked at her and smiled softly, palming her arm, and she sat up with his strength.
She was wearing silk pajamas, and her middle-aged but still graceful body loomed under the fabric, and all kinds of complex emotions were in Qiao Yingcheng's chest, and at this moment, he hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply.
After some lingering, Qiao Yingcheng held Tong Shuyi's shoulder, pressed his forehead against her, and sighed deeply, "Why are you so stupid?" Why did you tell me this kind of thing for so many years? β
Tong Shuyi cried silently, sobbing, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will blame me if you know, and I'm even more afraid that Xiangxiang will hate me if she knows - when I asked Xiangxiang to kill the child, she already hated me, and finally calmed down, where do I dare to mention it again, I can't imagine Xiangxiang looking at me with hateful eyes." Now that she is walking with the child's father again, she is so affectionate to Yan Ruisen, the child is his, but he was born but was lost by me, can she forgive me? β
She hugged her husband tightly, crying more and more desolate and regretful, "Old Joe, what should I do, what should I do!" β
Qiao Yingcheng closed his eyes, his head in a mess.
That child, but the descendants of the Huicheng Yan family, if he hadn't been born back then, it would have been fine, but the child was alive after the induction, and Tong Shuyi abandoned him violently, which is a crime, not to mention who can afford to provoke the Yan family?
"As parents, we keep saying that we are good for our children, but in fact, many times we impose our own ideas on her and harm her."
"If Xiangxiang insists on being with Yan Ruisen, let's stop it."
The path she chooses for herself is a blessing or a curse, bitter or sweet, and she will continue to walk. We raised her, and we can only accompany her to this journey. β
Qiao Yingcheng let go of Tong Shuyi and stuck the hair on her forehead behind her ears, "Shuyi, where did you throw that child, you go and see, whether it is life or death, see if there is any hope, and it is good to get a little news." β
That morning, Tong Shuyi booked a ticket to New York.
She had to find that place, the Upper East Side of New York, where the rich lived.
At that time, I threw the child there, just thinking that there were rich people in that area, if the child had a big life, if the child was blessed and adopted by a family with good conditions, then she would have created a little less sin.
At the same time when Tong Shuyi booked the plane ticket, Yan Ruisen sent Qiao Xiang to school.
It's already Thursday, and it's getting closer and closer to the time when the Yan family goes to Qiao's house to propose marriage, but Qiao Xiang doesn't know about it.
In the morning, Yan Ruisen made breakfast for Qiao Xiang, Aunt Lin and Yan Jianan were not there, and there was no one else at home, so Qiao Xiang was able to have a crazy fight with Yan Ruisen in the kitchen.
In the morning light, men and women in white shirts hug each other, kissing and caressing, the picture is warm and inseparable. When you fall in love with an older man, he will use his maturity and steadiness to tolerate your willfulness.
But Yan Ruisen also has naΓ―ve times, when he can't find a sense of existence in front of Qiao Xiang, he probably thinks that Qiao Xiang can be a little slimy in front of men like other women, but Qiao Xiang sticks to him only a handful, and he is not very balanced.
When the car was about to arrive at school, Qiao Xiang reminded him to park farther away.
He ignored it and stared ahead with a blank face.
Qiao Xiang's gaze followed his expression, paused for a moment on his slender and white fingers holding the steering wheel, then turned to the millions of watches he wore on his left wrist, and finally returned to his face, "You don't know how attention-grabbing you are, you drive me to the school gate like this, can I still work?" β
He frowned and glanced at her very quickly, then turned his gaze away, "Where are so many things." β
"My school colleagues think you're Anchor Yu's boyfriend."
"Explain."
He laughed.
Qiao Xiang glanced at him indifferently, "Deal with the trouble you caused by yourself, I have no obligation to deal with the aftermath for you." β
"Okay, little thing, the media will be able to photograph your classmates having dinner with the executives of the film and television company in a few days."
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"That's what that circle is all about, true and false, it's hard to distinguish between right and wrong, or it won't be long before my little scandal is covered by other peachy news."
Yan Ruisen's tone was bland, as if it was none of his business, Qiao Xiang was quite contemptuous of his attitude, how could he be like this!
He really drove the car to the gate of Guardian and parked in the middle of a group of luxury cars.
Aunt Cui from Garfield's class came a little late today, and just saw Qiao Xiang getting down from the black Bentley, and saw the noble, cold and handsome man sitting in the driver's seat waving to Qiao Xiang, between words and deeds, how could he be so ...... Made? Ambiguous?
Aunt Cui opened her mouth and looked at it for a few seconds, and when Qiao Xiang said something to Yan Ruisen, she hurriedly ran into the school.
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"Oh my God!"
For Aunt Cui's bulky figure of one hundred and fifty pounds, she quickly ran to the classroom across the crowd in the corridor, panting and proclaiming: "I just ...... I just saw Little Joe...... I'm telling you......"
Aunt Cui was excited to speak, Aunt Zhao patted her on the back and said to her, "You can slow down, what's so strange about you seeing Xiao Qiao, when didn't you see Xiao Qiao?" β
Deng Lin was taking care of the children for breakfast on the side, happily, waiting for Aunt Cui to say the rest of the words.
Aunt Cui was excited just now, but there were already a few children who had arrived early, and some words were inappropriate, so she pulled Deng Lin and Aunt Zhao to the side, and said mysteriously, "I was at the school gate, do you know whose car Xiao Qiao was sitting in?" β
Aunt Zhao glared at her, this person is really annoying, mysterious and secretive, can you finish it at once!
Deng Lin hugged her elbows and gossiped on her face, "Say, whose car is it in?" β
"Canaan Dad!"
"Isn't it!"
"Isn't it!"
Deng Lin and Aunt Zhao spoke in unison, and their eyes opened at the same time.
Not to mention taking Canaan's father's car alone, I rarely see him come to school, and besides, isn't Canaan hospitalized, and he doesn't need him to send him to school, so he made a special trip to send Qiao Xiang?
"Are you mistaken, Aunt Cui?" Deng Lin felt incredible.
Aunt Cui tsk, "I'm only in my forties, and you're old and dizzy!" If you don't believe it, ask Xiao Qiao later! β
said that Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and there were already children calling Teacher Qiao outside, and Qiao Xiang carried his bag into the classroom.
Seeing Deng Lin and the two aunts whispering over there, Qiao Xiang asked with a smile, "Whose gossip are you talking about?" β