Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Raising of Young Girls
Chu Qiaohu turned his head suspiciously.
An outstanding young man and a beautiful woman turn out the door.
Qin Yan?
Isn't this Qin Yan, the president of the Qin Group?
She suddenly slapped her head suddenly, and it dawned on her!
Qin Yan, Qin Momo.
A few years ago, I heard that the president of the Qin family had a whim to adopt a friend's orphan, and she dared to love this girl, but she was dull!
"Come out, you girl, isn't there a handsome guy hidden under the tablecloth?" Chu Qiao leaned down, lifted the tablecloth and kicked it, jokingly.
Qin Momo pursed her lips innocently, "People are just scared." ”
Qin Yan didn't look so fierce.
"He's not good to you?"
"No, it's just that Uncle Qin is a little fierce, he doesn't like me to make friends, and he doesn't like me to go out, even the current job is secretly looking for me behind his back, if I let him know, I will die."
Raising young girls.
Chu Qiao's mind suddenly floated through these four naked big characters.
After lunch, the originally clear sky suddenly thundered, and soon it began to pour down, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the window panes, exploding lonely splashes.
On the table, there is a silent bouquet of cherry blossoms.
"Chu Qiao! I said why is it so familiar, it turns out that it is our famous chief lady in Kyoto......"
Chu Qiao turned around, Zhang Xiaoyan pushed the door in regardless of it, her face was full of smugness and disdain, and Qin Momo on the side looked a little at a loss, "I'm sorry, Sister Qiao, I, I can't stop her." ”
"It's fine."
She put the coffee cup in her hand on the windowsill and turned to the desk to lean on.
Qin Momo was worried that Chu Qiao would suffer a loss, so she didn't leave, so she stood stupidly.
"Are you sick?"
"You slut, how dare you scold me?" Zhang Xiaoyan jumped to her feet, this woman, who grabbed a man with her sister and was expelled from the house, actually dared to choke with her!
"Smack!"
"I dare to hit you." Chu Qiao took a wet towel from the table behind him and rubbed his hands, "Next time you dare to appear in front of me and splash, don't blame me for not giving you face." ”
"Do you know who my godfather is? How dare you hit me! ”
"Get out."
"Chu Qiao, you slut, I'm not done with you today!" Zhang Xiaoyan originally just wanted to laugh at her, but she was slapped as soon as she came to the door, you must know that there are dozens of people outside the door listening to this excitement.
She couldn't swallow this breath no matter what!
"A word of caution, don't mess with me when I'm in a bad mood."
Looking at the fierce eyes in front of her, Zhang Xiaoyan subconsciously felt a little creepy, and when she came back to her senses, there was no trace of Chu Qiao in the office.
"Ahh The slut ......" she slammed the office into a fuss before leaving.
Qin Momo on the side was already frightened, and picked up her mobile phone to call Chu Qiao, but no one answered.
The empty cemetery lies a hundred years of loneliness.
The thin black figure stood in front of the tombstone, letting the raindrops fall on her mercilessly, quietly picking off the cherry blossoms in her hands one by one and scattering them all over the ground.
"Shaoxiu, it's been four years, aren't you still awake?"
……
In a hidden corner not far away, a noble figure stood for a long time.
"Mr. Yi."
"Let's go back."
A long sigh, as if from the deepest bottom of my heart.
Chu Qiao came back late, wet all over, like a mermaid who had just dived ashore in the sea, her soaked clothes clinging to her thin body, and Chu Chu was pitiful.
"I'm back." Yi Qingchen took a dry bath towel and handed it to her, "Go wash first, don't go back and catch a cold." ”
"Hmm."
Upstairs, a vat of hot bath water has been prepared in the bathroom, and a petal of delicate lilies floats quietly on the water, filled with the fragrance of the room.