At seven o'clock in the evening, He Wanqing pushed open the door of the study on time.

followed by Jun Yexuan and Mu Jingheng, who were arrested to do coolies.

"Baby, the banquet is about to start, what is your gift for your grandfather?"

Hearing this, Qiao Qing put down the medical book in his hand and clicked on a wooden box on the table, "Ah, this." ”

After He Wanqing saw the mottled and very old box on it, his face suddenly collapsed.

Tremblingly opened the box, and saw that the inside was also dilapidated, and his body shook violently after the game of Go that had obviously been used for many years.

Then he looked at Qiao Qing with a tearless face, "Baby, are you serious?" ”

Qiao Qing said: "Grandpa doesn't like Go? ”

In other words, isn't it serious to do what you like?

He Wanqing: "......"

Mu Jingheng looked at Qiao Qing's serious expression, and covered his stomach on the side and laughed so much that tears were about to come out.

"Alas, it's not Qingqing, it's the first time I've seen you misinterpret Auntie's meaning. Do you hate your grandpa? ”

Qiao Qing shook her head, "No." ”

I just didn't feel it.

"Then if you give such a set of Go on his 66th birthday, you are not afraid of making him angry? In terms of the degree of wear and tear of this chessboard and chessboard, not to mention making birthday gifts for people, the people who ask for food are not so casual, right? ”

Qiao Qing's lips pursed slightly, and her face was a little unsightly.

Jun Yexuan didn't tease her like Mu Jingheng, but stepped forward to open the chess game with a serious face.

Picked up a chess piece and slowly rubbed it with his fingertips.

Then he looked at Qiao Qing's gaze and was faintly shocked.

He Wanqing was worried and didn't know what to do, so Chen Ming walked in, "Madam, the guests have arrived, you and Miss should enter." ”

Now it's too late to pick up a gift temporarily, He Wanqing broke the jar and handed the box to Chen Ming.

"This is a gift for the old man, you take it first."

Chen Ming took the box, looked at the quaint carvings on it, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and looked at Qiao Qing in the same horror.

He Wanqing didn't notice the expressions of him and Jun Yexuan, but suddenly noticed what Qiao Qing was wearing.

Suddenly, his eyes were dark again, "Baby, why didn't you change the dress I prepared for you?" ”

I saw that Qiao Qing was still the same casual clothes as she usually wore at home, simple cropped pants, and a red and white striped t-shirt.

Qiao Qing stood up with his hands in his trouser pockets, "Trouble." ”

He Wanqing: "......"

What else could she do?

The daughter born by himself will be spoiled even if she kneels!

"Then go down, Xiao Xuan, you take Qingqing to the venue, and I'll go to the backyard to invite the old man and the old lady first."

After speaking, He Wanqing turned around and walked down first.

In order to create a space for Jun Yexuan and Qiao Qing to be alone, Mu Jingheng also pulled Chen Ming to take the first step.

Qiao Qing didn't even look at Jun Yexuan, and walked out of the study directly and walked towards the staircase.

Jun Yexuan is tall and has long legs, even if she deliberately avoided suspicion, she didn't get rid of him.

didn't take a few steps, and walked to the position next to Qiao Qing.

Jun Yexuan turned his head to look at Qiao Qing's cold face, and asked, "Don't like to wear skirts?" ”

Qiao Qing's face was expressionless, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Since the day he didn't drive Jun Yexuan away, I don't know if he was afraid of losing control, Qiao Qing's attitude towards Jun Yexuan dropped to the freezing point, and he never had a good face.

No matter what he said, she didn't bother to respond, or it was the rain girl who replied without melons.

Designed to force him to leave.

I thought that Jun Yexuan would also shut up this time, but as soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly stumbled and was pushed against the wall by Jun Yexuan.

Jun Yexuan pressed one hand on the side of her head, blocking her way, a standard wall-knocking posture.