Chapter 87 Qiao Jing sheds tears

After Qiao Licheng finished speaking, a group of bodyguards immediately rushed towards Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing looked around with icy eyes, without the slightest fear on her face, she wrung her wrists, ready to make a move.

At this moment, a group of bodyguards in uniform rushed in from outside, and knocked down the bodyguards of Qiao's family to the ground in two or three strokes.

The sudden change made everyone present a little confused.

What's going on here?
What happened to these bodyguards who suddenly barged in without saying a word?

Before everyone could figure it out, Tang Yan, who was nearly two meters tall, appeared.

"It's him!" Qiao Licheng recognized Tang Yan at a glance.

Not only Qiao Licheng, Hou Bo also recognized Tang Yan immediately.

The first assistant to the president of the Zhan Group, often represents the company on various financial media platforms.

Among the businessmen in the imperial capital, there are very few who do not know him.

At the same time, they also guessed why Tang Yan appeared here?
Tang Yan walked through the bodyguards, came to Qiao Jing, and said respectfully: "Miss Qiao, the boss is outside, and I will take you back."

Qiao Jing lightly raised her crescent eyebrows, which were as pale as green smoke, and nodded after two seconds of silence.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Tang Yan waited for Qiao Jing to walk ahead before stepping up to follow.

Then a group of bodyguards followed in an orderly manner.

No one dares to stop!

Qiao Licheng, father and daughter, could only watch Qiao Jing leave helplessly, but there was nothing they could do.

Just as Qiao Jing stepped out of the door, she stopped and looked back at the cake on the table.

"destroyed."

"Okay, Miss Joe."

Tang Yan glanced at the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard understood, walked quickly to the table, and lifted the table with his hands.

"Boom—" With a loud noise, the cake fell to the ground like a piece of dog shit, which was disgusting to watch.

"Qiao Jing, you're going too far!" Qiao Mengtong yelled at Qiao Jing with tears in her eyes.

Qiao Jing nodded, "Yes", and left.

The sound was neither painful nor itchy, neither light nor heavy, the more it was like this, the more it made people feel powerless when they punched hard, but hit the cotton.

gas!
Just about to explode! ! !

If possible, Qiao Mengtong really wanted to rush in front of Qiao Jing, slap her a hundred times, turn Qiao Jing's glaring face into a pig's head, and then make Qiao Jing kneel down in front of her and beg for mercy.

Nice idea, but reality——

She could only stare at Qiao Jing angrily and leave.

This is not over yet, waiting for Qiao's family is Hou Bo's anger.

"Qiao Licheng! Is this the apology you told me?" Hou Bo glared at Qiao Licheng, wishing to cut Qiao Licheng into pieces.

Qiao Licheng just barely knelt down to Hou Bo, "Boss Hou, calm down, that girl from the countryside doesn't know how to behave. In this way, I promise, when the hundred days come, I will tie her up and deliver her to me personally." Go to your bed. Do as you please, even if you kill her, that will be her blessing."

Qiao Licheng's words calmed Hou Bo a little, but it wasn't enough. He turned his head and looked at Qiao Mengtong with naked eyes, as if Qiao Mengtong was naked in front of him.

Qiao Mengtong was terrified by Hou Bo's appearance, and he quickly said, "Hi, Boss Hou, I'm weak, I can't stand it, and I'm sick. I assure you, I will definitely urge my dad to let him Send Qiao Jing to you earlier. You, if you can't wait, we can also send him there earlier, as long as the people from the Zhan family don't find out."

"Forget it." Hou Bo raised his hand, "Your body shape is much worse than your sister's, and your face is even worse. I'm not in a hurry to wait for her to divorce the Zhan family to avoid unnecessary disasters. .”

Although Hou Bo didn't intend to have her anymore, Qiao Mengtong couldn't be happy at all.

Compared with Qiao Jing, is she that bad?
hum!What's the use of looking good and having a good figure?After a while, don't become the plaything of this old pervert.

After thinking this way, Qiao Mengtong felt a little more balanced.

Qiao Licheng bowed and sent Hou Bo out of the villa, making promises repeatedly while sending him off.

"Boss Hou, don't worry, you are waiting at home, I will send Qiao Jing to your bed as soon as possible, please walk slowly, be careful of the steps!"

Qiao Zihao smacked his lips and rolled his eyes.

As soon as Qiao Licheng came back, he saw Qiao Zihao's ironic eyes.

"What's your expression like?"

Qiao Zihao put down the unfinished melon seeds, stood up, and clapped his hands.

"You used to call me idle and a dandy with nothing to do, but what about you, Qiao Jing is also your daughter, and you want to rush her to the hands of that old pervert Hou Bo. I'm a dandy, you bastard, you deserve to be Father and son."

Angrily, Qiao Li picked up the wine on the side and threw it at Qiao Zihao.

"Hey! It's quite willing, that's brandy! Are you willing to smash such an expensive wine?"

When Qiao Licheng heard this, he quickly stopped and looked up at the wine bottle in his hand. It wasn't the brandy he bought at a big price, but it was specially used to entertain Hope.

Qiao Zihao took advantage of Qiao Licheng's stupefaction, hurried upstairs and opened the door.

"I'll leave the mess to you to clean up. I'm going back to my room to play games. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, and don't come to me if you have something to do. Don't try to open my door. I have locked three locks unless you smash the door."

"You little bastard!" Qiao Licheng took off a big leather shoe and threw it upstairs.

With a bang, Qiao Zihao closed the door, and the big leather shoe hit the door.

Qiao Licheng's face turned pale with anger.

A second later, Qiao Zihao opened the door, poked his head out, and looked at the cake downstairs.

"This cake is smashed beautifully!"

"Go to hell!" Qiao Licheng took off another big leather shoe and threw it upstairs.

With a bang, the door slammed shut again.

After the shoe hit the door panel, it fell off and became a pair with the big leather shoe just now.

Qiao Licheng sat down on the sofa angrily, Qiao Mengtong was no better than Qiao Licheng.

The screen turns.

Qiao Jing took the suitcase and got into Zhan Qi Pei's car.

"Miss Qiao, can I put the suitcase in the trunk for you?" Tang Yan asked Qiao Jing.

"No need." Qiao Jing sat in the back alone, holding the suitcase tightly in her arms.

Tang Yan looked at Zhan Qi Pei.

"Drive." Zhan Qi Pei said lightly.

"Yes, boss."

Soon, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qi Pei returned to the apartment together.

After returning, Qiao Jing immediately opened the suitcase.

The suitcase is full of toys and knitted clothes that her mother bought for her during her lifetime.

Looking at these things, Qiao Jing pictured a woman gently holding her in her arms and singing to her in Qiao Jing's mind.

It is so warm.

however--

These pictures can only be presented by imagination.

Looking at it, the tears could no longer be controlled.

"Pa-ta--" once, and fell down.

(End of this chapter)

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