Song Qinghe smiled sarcastically: "It's not that you know which soil bun in the countryside, right?" ”

After speaking, he "fed" the phone a few times, but there was no response.

Song Qinghe frowned, and was about to hang up the phone when a voice suddenly sounded on the other end.

"Woo ......"

The sudden barking of a dog startled Song Qinghe.

Qiao Wan's eyes were a little cold, she reached out and snatched the phone back, staring at Song Qinghe with an indifferent expression: "Please don't take my things casually in the future." ”

"Who cares about you, these broken copper and iron." Song Qinghe leaned against the guardrail and rolled his eyes: "Qiao Wan, I warn, you stay away from Nanxun in the future, don't try to fly on the branches and become a phoenix!" ”

Gu Nanxun?

Qiao Wan hung up the phone without leaving a trace, raised her eyes to look at her indifferently, and said coldly: "A good person is not appropriate, why should you be a flying thing?" ”

As he spoke, Qiao Wan raised his feet and was about to leave, but was caught by the woman who did not give up.

"You don't give me sharp teeth!" Song Qinghe stared at her coldly.

Qiao Wan stopped, glanced at the hand on his wrist casually, and felt a little funny: "Then tell me, why should I marry him?" ”

Qiao Wan asked, but Song Qinghe stopped: "A man like Nanxun, who doesn't want to marry a woman in the entire Jiangcheng?" ”

"I don't want to!" Qiao Wan was a little tired, and withdrew his hand indifferently, his eyes were sincere and unwavering: "It seems that you want to marry, then I wish you to become a phoenix as soon as possible!" ”

After speaking, under Song Qinghe's surprised gaze, Qiao Wan shook off her hand fiercely, turned around and walked towards the room.

Song Qinghe heard Qiao Wan scolding that he was not a human, and subconsciously wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Mrs. Song who came.

"This girl is so much more powerful than we thought!"

Smart, calm, pampered and not surprised......

It's even more terrifying than Song Nian!

Song Qinghe was a little jealous: "It can be seen that Uncle Gu likes Qiao Wan very much, and he took the initiative to let Nan Xun take Qiao Wan out to play." ”

"Mom, did you say that Gu Tingshen wanted Nan Xun to marry Qiao Wan?"

Mrs. Song's eyes were suffocated: "Don't worry, your grandfather won't agree." Besides, isn't there still Gu Nanxun's mother? She hated Song Nian so much, how could she let her daughter be her daughter-in-law? ”

Song Qinghe pursed her lips: "That woman is about to become a medicine jar, and she hasn't shown up for a long time." I don't know how she will react when she sees Qiao Wan. ”

Hearing Song Qinghe's words, Mrs. Song frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Shocked, scared, frightened.

——

Qiao Wan had just returned to the room when the phone rang again.

Seeing the word "dog daddy", Qiao Wan only felt that his temples were jumping hard.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he slid the answer button and said cautiously: "Hey." ”

The phone was connected, but the other party did not speak for a long time, and the air seemed to freeze.

Qiao Wan pinched her phone nervously, biting her lip, and felt weak: "Mr. Fu, are you there?" ”

"Mr. Fu?" Listening to Qiao Wan's whispering, the man on the phone sneered: "Who is Mr. Fu?" Am I not a dog daddy? ”

Qiao Wan lowered his head and immediately explained: "It was an accident......

The phone was saved by Fu Xingzhi herself, and it was his name that was written, and she was afraid that she would suddenly be seen by her family one day, so she changed her name......

"I'm going to change my name now, right away!"

"Change to what?"

Fu Xingzhi was lying on the sofa, staring deeply at the girl in the video, hooking his lips and questioning.

"Fu Xingzhi?"

"Fu Shao?"

"Mr. Fu?"

Every time Qiao Wan said something, he paused, trying to satisfy his old man.

But Fu Xingzhi snorted coldly, and he didn't seem to be satisfied.

Just when Qiao Wan was puzzled, Fu Xingzhi's low and hoarse voice knocked Qiao Wan's heart through the phone: "Husband, how is it?" ”