Chapter 421: Reconciliation
Qiao Ruoqing's mouth opened wide in surprise, "He's from a foreign company?" But...... No, the information found by Zhou Liang is obviously ......"
"He did it very tightly, and Zhou Liang was deceived." Huo Jingyuan intercepted Qiao Ruoqing's words and helped her cut her hair, "However, he is really your uncle." ”
Qiao Ruoqing lowered her eyes, thinking.
After a long time, she couldn't think of an answer, so she decided to ask Huo Jingyuan: "Do you think he will do anything unfavorable to Qiao's family?" ”
After all, Qiao's situation is too bad now, and she is not to blame for being a soldier.
"Probably not." Huo Jingyuan said, "I met him yesterday, and he said that he was on the same side as us. ”
And it cannot be denied that during the time when Qiao Ruoqing was resting at home, Qiao's situation did improve, and this is inevitably due to Qiao Yu's contributions.
If Qiao Yu really wanted to do something to Qiao's family, Qiao's might have been gnawed to the point that there were no bones left.
But Qiao Ruoqing couldn't understand, "Why did he do this?" Is there anything you can't discuss with me? ”
even got Zhou Liang away, she can't be contacted at all now, and she doesn't know Zhou Liang's whereabouts.
Huo Jingyuan did not answer this question.
He has always felt that he is a man with means, and as long as it is what he wants, he must get it.
In this regard, Qiao Yu is the same person as him, but different.
The difference is that Qiao Yu's methods are even dirtier than his.
The reason why Qiao Ruoqing stayed at home to rest was probably because she didn't want her to see those things.
After all, Qiao Ruoqing is the chairman of Qiao's family, and Qiao's family can't be contaminated with too much dark side.
Moreover, he also has feelings for this niece.
"Don't want that anymore." Huo Jingyuan rubbed her hair and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" I'll make you breakfast. ”
As he spoke, he was about to get up from the bed, but Qiao Ruoqing hurriedly hugged his arm again, with a little worry in her eyes.
Seeing Qiao Ruoqing just looking at herself like this and not speaking, Huo Jingyuan smiled lightly, "What else do you want to tell me?" ”
Qiao Ruoqing nodded, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Aunt Tang's business...... It's really not what I did......"
"I know, Zizhao is helping me investigate this matter." Huo Jingyuan kissed her on the cheek, "Sleep for a while, I'll bring it in when breakfast is ready." ”
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Since Tang Lan's accident, Meng Zizhao has been monitoring the Li family's courtyard, but there is nothing abnormal in the Li family's courtyard, and he has not received any clues.
Haikou boasted about Huo Jingyuan, and he felt that if this matter was not done well, it would be a bit of a signboard.
It's nerve-wracking!
Shrinking in the car, his chin on the steering wheel, staring at the gate of the Li family's small courtyard for several days, Mencius finally thought of a good solution.
In the afternoon of the same day, Mencius Zhao entered the small courtyard of the Li family, and then ......
Go play mahjong with those old people.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, just like Qiao Ruoqing that day.
After all, the clothes on his body are too ostentatious, all high-end, and there is a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, reflecting the sun's rays, which makes people a little unbearable to look at directly.
The whole person doesn't look like he's going to come here for a walk.
Fortunately, although his aura is not quite compatible with this, but he is lucky, as soon as he entered the small courtyard, an old woman immediately beckoned to him: "Little beautiful boy, do you play mahjong?" Three are missing one. ”
"......" Mencius Zhao really disliked the title of death.
But there is no way, he came here with a mission, and he can't go.
And, it's a great way for him to blend in with the environment.
So he said "hit", took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket, and went over and sat down.
Then the little beautiful boy who enjoyed more than 20 years of glory and wealth opened the door to a new world.
The Li family's small courtyard is in the old city, and none of the mahjong tables in a courtyard are automatic, and they all have to be rubbed by hand.
Mencius Zhao was used to going in and out of high-end clubs, and he had never touched this kind of old antique, so he was not used to it.
The uncle next to him looked at Mencius Zhao rubbing his mahjong hand, clicked his pipe, and asked with a smile: "Young man, have you ever played mahjong?" ”
The old man is full of folds, and he doesn't think it if he doesn't smile, but when he smiles, the folds are particularly obvious, and he looks very festive.
"Hit." Mencius Zhao responded, and felt that such an answer was too perfunctory, so he quickly added, "It's just that I haven't fought like this." ”
He, Young Master Meng, has always been numb, when has he ever been so "self-do-it-yourself"? That is, for the sake of Huo Jingyuan, he was released.
The uncle smiled even more happily and comforted kindly: "It's okay, I'll get used to it slowly." ”
The aunt who had just greeted Meng Zizhao was sitting opposite him, looking at him with an awkward look, and asked while coding cards: "Little Liangzai, I think you are a fresh face, not from this neighborhood, right?" How did you get here? ”
Mencius Zhao turned his mind around, and made up a temporary reason: "The house used to be here, but it was demolished, and when I suddenly remembered it, I came over to take a look." ”
When several people at the same table heard this, they were all in awe. 258
Yo, it's a demolition household!
It's a weekday, and I don't go to work at this point, and I dress decently, and I look like a rich man.
The aunt asked again: "Where does the little beautiful boy work?" ”
"Working as a regular employee in a company." Hit out a 30,000 card.
The uncle with the pipe in his mouth took it, and played another card out, "Little young, good job, right?" It looks pretty casual. ”
An aunt next to her looked at Mencius Zhao's face twice, "With fine skin and tender meat, it looks like she was pampered and raised, and her family background is not bad, right?" ”
"......" Mencius Zhao regretted it a little.
Why did he come to this place and play such antique cards with such an old group of people?
It's okay to just play cards, why do everyone like to look at him and discuss his appearance?
Suddenly, Mencius Zhao had the illusion that he was a big girl with yellow flowers and was targeted by the old bustard of Goolan Courtyard.
The aunt didn't see his embarrassment, and asked with a smile: "Little pretty boy, do you have a girlfriend?" My daughter is graduating from college soon, the plate is bright and smooth, and the person is also diligent, how about you add her to chat on WeChat? ”
The card in Mencius Zhao's hand fell and fell into a pile of mahjong, with a "clang".
What is this for? What about blind dates?
Before he could speak, another aunt spoke: "Didn't you say that your daughter will deal with my son at that time?" My son will be back next month. ”
The aunt at home was not happy, "Doesn't your son like the proprietress here?" I heard that there were calls at both ends of the three days. ”
As he spoke, he smiled at Mencius Zhao again, "Little Liangzai, how many WeChat accounts do you have?" ”
casually leave WeChat to this kind of person with impure purposes, if Yao Shuangshuang knows, his head may not grow on his neck.
So, Mencius replied very conscientiously: "I'm sorry, I have a girlfriend." ”
As soon as his voice fell, the aunt won the card, and Mencius Zhao simply gave the money.
The aunt who just won the card was a little disappointed, "You have a girlfriend at such a young age?" Why don't you take a look at it more? There are so many good girls in this world, my daughter is good, maybe it is more suitable for you......"
The aunt next to her knocked her elbow, "Wait for my son to come back and let them meet first." ”
Don't do it to the aunt, "Your son is in a hurry to be a stepfather to others, so my daughter will not be idle." ”
The two aunts discussed, and the uncle was a little bored with his pipe, and also interjected: "If you want me to say, this boss lady is not easy, she has been widowed for so many years, and she still has a child." You just let your son play tricks on her, and you have a cheap grandson. ”
When he said this, he said it to the aunt next to Mencius Zhao.
The aunt didn't do it, "How can I do that?" My son is in the prime of life, and he is young, how can he have a widow? ”
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the proprietress who was sitting at the counter coaxing the child, "Besides, that woman is not a rule, let me be my daughter-in-law?" I'm not stupid! ”
Mencius Zhao was curious, "Why is it unruly?" ”
The three people at the table looked at him in unison, looked at each other again, and then stopped talking with a tacit understanding.
Mencius Zhao didn't ask again.
In one afternoon, Mencius Zhao lost more than 2,000, and the three people at the same table won one Huanxi, and lost one to him.
But he also saw that the mahjong players in the small courtyard were all gossip-talking, and if he had more contact with them, he might be able to ask something.
So when he left, he left his phone number with Aunt Zhao, who was bent on introducing her daughter to him.
In the evening, Mencius Zhao invited Yao Shuangshuang to dinner.
Yao Shuangshuang likes to look at her mobile phone, and when she is fine, she usually plays with her mobile phone, and when they eat, as long as no one else is there, Mencius Zhao will feed her very dogged, pick up vegetables for her, and be very busy.
The same is true tonight.
However, Yao Shuangshuang's mobile phone ran out of battery in the middle of playing, and she didn't get the data cable, so she took Meng Zizhao's mobile phone and continued to watch the video.
Meng Zizhao served her vegetables, and watched her watch the video so happily, she couldn't help but ask: "Wife, how is Qiao Ruoqing?" ”
"It seems that I have reconciled with Jing Yuan." Yao Shuangshuang replied.
So in the past two days, she was very sensible and didn't go to Qiao Ruoqing again.
Isn't there a saying that "a little don't win a newlywed"? Qiao Ruoqing had such a conflict with Huo Jingyuan, and now she must be in love with me every day, so she doesn't want to be a light bulb.
Meng Zizhao nodded, "I heard Jing Yuan say that he took Qiao Ruoqing to the hospital yesterday, but his aunt hasn't gotten better yet, and he doesn't know when he will wake up." ”
He sighed, "Besides, it has not yet been found out who injured my aunt. ”
He was sad and melancholy.
Yao Shuangshuang raised his head and glanced at him, "Aren't you checking the Li family's courtyard?" How's it going? ”
Before Meng Zizhao could answer, a friend application popped up on his mobile phone WeChat: Zhao Guifang, the verification message is: Little Liangzi add me, I will send you a photo of my daughter.
Yao Shuangshuang frowned, and he didn't care about waiting for Mencius Zhao to say about the Li family's courtyard, so he handed the phone to him, "What's the matter?" ”
The tone was a little fierce, as if if Mencius Zhao didn't say it, she would be tortured to extract a confession.