Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1699 Rose Manor (5)

The conversation ended in a question and answer with some distance.

Qiao Zhenting came here this time and was mainly responsible for bringing the documents that the company needed Qiao Boxing to sign.

Among them, the most important thing is the key material of the land project.

Qiao Boxing still needs to review the documents provided by Qiao Zhenting before submitting the materials to the court.

These materials are obviously beneficial to Qiao Boxing, and he did not appear in court in the case of the land project.

It seems indifferent and peerless, but when it comes to interests, he always holds it firmly and does not give an inch.

Compared to Qiao Zhenhuan, whose ambition is on the surface, he is actually... more terrifying.

Qiao Zhenting was arranged to rest in the guest room, and he was not sleepy when he lay down.

Still thinking about the content of the conversation just now.

Every time he finished talking with his eldest brother, his spirit always became a little highly tense.

Obviously, he didn't show any sense of oppression.

Qiao Zhenting raised his hand to cover his eyes.

not moving at all.

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It's four o'clock at night.

It was extremely dark outside.

The thick night shrouded such a huge manor.

The manor occupies a large area of ​​the island. Looking from the balcony of the villa, it is boundless and full of flowers.

In the bedroom, the curtain of the large balcony was not drawn.

The evening wind blows slowly, with a slight refreshing coolness.

The bright moon in the sky gradually disappeared in the misty clouds.

Even the bright light disappeared into the clouds and became dim.

Behind the manor is a large expanse of beautiful and flawless flowers.

The roses blooming gorgeously all over the place have already been dressed up in such a warm spring.

Bright red like blood, like a girl's skirt in full bloom, fluttering slightly in the evening wind.

There is no moonlight, no brightness, such a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers seems to be silent in the dark.

Only that little bit of bright red color, like the burning cardamom on the fingertips of a girl, is so beautiful that it makes people lose their souls.

The man standing on the balcony, leaning on a cane with one hand, watched quietly, his back was cool and beautiful.

Probably because he has read too many books, he has a light and elegant atmosphere of books.

Not saying anything, standing there quietly, like a gentle god isolated from the world.

The breeze is clear and the moon is clear and beautiful.

Make people dare not disturb him more, for fear of tarnishing him.

He stood there, leaning on crutches, and didn't seem to be sleepy.

The extremely dark eyeballs are quietly, without any special emotion.

There was a wind blowing, and the fragrance of roses filled the sky, he pursed his lips and coughed softly.

Eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the vines that were about to spread and climb the fence.

It's been a long time.

Uncle Wang came over from behind him.

"Sir, it's late, why don't you go to bed early?"

He stepped forward, closed the French windows of the balcony, and drew the curtains.

Blocking the wind outside, the air in the room still has a faint fragrance of roses.

The aroma is a bit strong and pungent.

The man with a calm face leaned on a cane, covered his lips, and coughed twice again.

The crutch touched the ground and tapped a little.

A clear voice came from the ground, and he walked slowly towards the bed, walking slowly and limping.

He sat down slowly, and suddenly spoke, his tone was very light and light.

"Tomorrow, let them pull out all the flowers outside."

Look, it's really a bit of a hindrance.

(End of this chapter)