soap official family

Chapter 160 Liu Family
Qingqing was still sent to the Liu Mansion in the East District. Huang was still in her study, and Nanny Huang personally went to the second door to pick her up.After helping her get out of the car and sending the people away, Nanny Huang thought for a moment, "Did you really break off the engagement?"

"Yes!" Qingqing didn't expect that when she arrived at the Liu family, the first person to ask her would be Nanny Huang.But I really can’t say that I have nothing to say!

"Ah!" Huang Momo sighed lightly, helping her to walk carefully.

Qingqing felt a little embarrassed. Is this person in his 60s or [-]s?Having her support him like this, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, so he pressed her gently and walked slowly by himself.

"Does Madam know about Huang's family affairs?" Qingqing looked at Nanny Huang. Who doesn't know what's going on outside? If the housekeeper doesn't know, then he's lying.

"Madam is prepared for this." Nanny Huang thought for a moment and said slowly.

"Then what should I tell her?" Qingqing asked hesitantly.

"Needless to say, she knows. By the way, I have prepared a house for you. It is also next to the garden. You can see the lake from the window."

"Oh!" Qingqing didn't care about this and looked around, "Is it close to the study?"

Grandma Huang smiled and pointed to a small courtyard next to the study. This is the courtyard closest to the study.

Qingqing felt comfortable. This distance was equivalent to the distance she walked from the backyard to the front yard. For further places, she usually took a car.

In the study, Mrs. Huang was painting, and she was painting Zhenniang, but this time the painting she painted had eyes, but Qingqing watched quietly, feeling that the eyes looked more like her.

"I heard from dad that her eyes are smarter and slender than mine." Qingqing looked at it for a while, then thought about it and said softly.

"Can you draw?" Huang handed the pen to Qingqing.

Qingqing gently washed away Huang's previous painting and painted Zhenniang's painting.This was demonstrated by Qiao Dayong. She was also familiar with the art and finished the painting quickly.She took another look and trimmed it carefully.

"She's happy?"

"My dad said she was very resourceful, and he was very happy when he was with her." Qingqing smiled and looked at the woman in the painting, "Sometimes I can't tell she is my mother, but I am very envious. she."

"Because of your father?" Huang looked at Qingqing.

"Well, just before I came here, my father told me that she had asked him whether he would worry about marrying an ugly person because he had never met her when he married her. If he married her out of loyalty, he would not worry about marrying an ugly person. Mrs. Huang, she also wanted to know what this woman with so much education and wealth would think.

"Yes, that's right, what happened to your father?" Huang was startled, frowned, nodded hurriedly, and asked urgently, even though she knew that Zhenniang and Qiao Dayong had a good relationship, but when she heard I still can't help but worry about this.

"Aunt Huang, what do you think?" Qingqing looked at Aunt Huang aside, mainly because she looked very calm. "Young miss, it's true. The eldest miss is the one who is favored by the Ximen family. How ugly can she be?" Nanny Huang lowered her head and replied.

"Yes, yes!" Huang nodded quickly and looked at Qingqing, "Really? Does your father think so?"

"That's what my father answered. The question I asked was actually, if he knew that my mother was the daughter of the Liu family, would he still impulsively apply for the job? My father didn't want to say it, of course. Because he was right about Yang Hanlin. !" Qingqing smiled. Now she knew why her father smiled so happily just now. It turned out to be like this. She must have been just like Huang when she was distressed. "So, my dad told me, don't be like my mother. Think too much and sometimes, things aren’t that complicated.”

"Now I know why Zhenniang is happy. Anyone who comes with your father will be happy, right?" Huang smiled.

"Yes, my father is a good husband and a good father, but he is not a career-minded person. If she is a strong woman, she may find it difficult to hold her breath with him." Qingqing thought for a while and felt that it was better not to let Huang feel that she was To please my father.For herself, she really didn't care at all if Liu Jiacheng didn't recognize Qiao Dayong.

"So, people have to choose!" Huang nodded with a serious look on his face.She was actually a bit cold-blooded. She had experienced the destruction of her family, and when she and her husband were released from prison and returned home, everything was lost, including their children in the end. For more than 30 years, she has already begun to deliberately make herself cold and rational.The ones who can play the strings of her dry well now may be her daughter and the only granddaughter alive in this world. "Where is that boy?"

Huang moved the portrait of Zhenniang away, took another piece of white paper, and drew a few strokes at random. The image of Yue Wenqin suddenly appeared on the paper.Qingqing turned back and glanced at Huang. When she first painted Zhenniang, her strokes were as heavy as a thousand pounds. But now, it can be seen that she really didn't waste any time in the past 30 years.

Huang turned back to look at her, and by the way, painted Qingqing in front of Yue Wenqin, which was Qingqing's usual dress. In the painting, Yue Wenqin was holding a branch of plum with a playful smile on his face, while Qingqing in the big cloak was just looking up. God, her face looked expressionless at all, and she didn't match Yue Wenqin at all.

"So he and I are not suitable at all?" Qingqing looked at Huang.

"My coldness was cultivated by myself. I don't know how you got it?"

"Maybe it will be passed down from generation to generation." Qingqing smiled. She could say that she had always been cold-tempered, but now she has actually become much warmer under the care of the Qiao family.

Mrs. Huang gave her a blank look and threw the painting aside. Nanny Huang hurriedly picked it up and put it into the stove aside. The painting was burned to ashes. Qingqing's heart was a little twitching, but in the end she didn't stop it.

"If you act like this, I'm afraid the master will be unhappy when he comes back." Huang saw the reluctance in Qingqing's eyes and nodded.

"Didn't he want me to marry an ordinary cook?"

"I don't like it, and I don't like it either. Why did you marry a cook? Mainly, what can you talk about on weekdays? If you talk about painting, does he understand? If you read a good book to him, he knows it well." Where is it? Now I will make delicious food for you every day, and you can do it with money, so don't make me feel petty!" Mrs. Huang went to wash her hands, and sat down by herself to signal Qingqing to do the same.

Qingqing also picked up the teacup, it was red date longan tea, the temperature was slightly hot, but it was just enough to drink, but she couldn't remember when someone came in to change the tea.However, she believes that this kind of thing can definitely be trained. The Huang family has also been a wealthy family for several generations, and the Liu family was tabooed by the late emperor to have a queen, which is not an ordinary family. That's why the Huang family said this, right?
"Master doesn't want to force you to change your mind. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It's what people want." Huang glanced at Qingqing, knowing that she understood, smiled to herself, and gently put down the cup, " Go and rest for a while, and I will come back to have dinner with you later."

　I thought I had changed, but I didn't.Feel sorry!Extended vacation, I think about it, it seems that I haven’t had such a long vacation since graduation, and in the past four or five years, I have used my vacation to do private work. Now I am at home every day, except for the books I bought. After looking at them one by one, it seemed like there was nothing to do.So what the Internet says is right, pigs are not easy either.

　　
　
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