Song Zhicheng knew that she might be in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any more.

"It's good to be back." As he spoke, he asked the housekeeper to take Qiao Wan to the study: "My friend has arrived." ”

J. Cha friends who can draw the image of each other according to the description?

Qiao Wan was sitting in the study, and after a while, the door of the kung fu room suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Miss Qiao, please don't be afraid of trouble when describing, and describe everything you remember as clearly as possible."

Qiao Wan nodded slightly.

But when the other party really picked up the pen and was ready to start, she couldn't think of anything.

Four years is too long, she can clearly remember the appearance of her parents, but Qiao Ran ......

"I remember that she had a shallow pear vortex on her face and big, bright eyes. And ......" Qiao Wan's hand couldn't help but tighten, I don't know if it was nervous or uncomfortable, and her body trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, I can't remember." ”

At that time, Qiao Ran was only thirteen years old, and now he should be seventeen.

The man holding the pen frowned slightly, and as J. Cha, he quickly sensed that something was wrong with her.

"Miss Qiao, do you remember clearly or not at all?"

Qiao Wan raised her eyes, her eyes flickered, her eyes trembled, and a trace of panic slipped through her heart.

Yes, it's only been four years, why can't she remember what Qiao Ran looks like?

"I can only remember the general outline, and I can't describe the specifics."

Qiao Wan replied truthfully.

The man put down his pen and looked at the girl in front of him, only to think that she looked a little strange.

"Do you remember what your parents looked like?"

Qiao Wan nodded: "Remember, it's very clear." ”

"Miss Qiao......" The man pursed his lips, just as he was about to ask if she had lost a memory.

The door suddenly opened, and Song Zhicheng walked in, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"It's been too long, and it's estimated that it hasn't recovered well yet." Song Zhicheng walked to Qiao Wan's side and raised his eyes to look at the man opposite: "Why don't you let her rest for a while, what do you think?" ”

The man is an old friend of Song Zhicheng, so he naturally knows what he wants to express in a few words.

The man was stunned for a moment, and nodded: "If Miss Qiao thinks of something, you can write it down first." ”

After sending the man away, Song Zhicheng returned to Qiao Wan and sat down, staring at her lovingly: "If you can't think of it, don't force yourself." ”

Qiao Wan was a little lost: "Grandpa, why can't I remember Qiao Ran's face?" I can't draw her, how can I find her? ”

Song Zhicheng raised his hand, gently pulled Qiao Wan into his arms, patted her little head, and his voice was undecently gentle: "I will find it, my grandfather will help you find her back." ”

During the day, he fought wits and courage with Fu Xingzhi, and Qiao was physically and mentally exhausted at night.

At this moment, I can lean on my grandfather's arms, and I feel relaxed.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with the Song family?"

Thinking of her aunt's words, Qiao Wan couldn't help but ask.

Why did she say that the Song family was in turmoil?

At the mention of this, Song Zhicheng frowned, and didn't say much: "Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense, can such a big industry of the Song family still collapse?" ”

So, there is still a problem......

She shouldn't have compensated the Song family for revenge, she was too selfish.

"I'll take you to the company tomorrow to adapt first, and you can ask me if you don't understand something."

"Grandpa, I don't know anything, aren't you afraid to hand over the company to me, I'll make a mess?"

"Song Nian's daughter, can she be worse than her?" Song Zhicheng touched Qiao Wan's hair: "That company is your mother's, and sooner or later it will be given to you." Besides, my grandfather believed that you could. ”