hello cold husband

Chapter 367 Be a Good Wife
"But now people are turning to the wind. Once the news about Mo's flight MXXX is reported, those people will take Yun Yifeng's side."

"I have a solution. As long as Dean Liu is on our side and creates the illusion that Yun Yifeng controls Grandpa, we will have a chance of winning. If she wants to harm Grandpa, then let Grandpa fake his death."

"..."

"But I predict that in order to stabilize her position on FB, Yun Yifeng will definitely not be in a hurry to kill people, she just wants to control grandpa."

"Yun Yifeng is indeed not in a hurry to kill people." Deng Jiaru also agrees with this point, "If the old man passes away suddenly, she will not be able to stand the condemnation of public opinion."

Qiao Xiaoan looked at Deng Jiaru's pale face, turned around a little bit, and saw that her breathing was much more stable, so she took Deng Jiaru's rest time with confidence and boldly, and continued to talk about her following thoughts.

And Deng Jiaru also listened very seriously.

"Second point, Yun Yifeng's mother and son are now the largest shareholders of FB. We cannot change this for the time being, but we can firmly hold the rights of executive director."

Deng Jiaru frowned, "Now that I'm old, I can't handle many things in the company immediately. And Gu Xu only holds [-]% of the company's shares, so it's hard to convince the public."

"I'll come." Qiao Xiaoan vowed, "Although I don't know how to manage a company, as long as Gu Xu is around, I won't be afraid."

"You?" Deng Jiaru was a little worried, "But you are still pregnant."

Qiao Xiaoan did not answer immediately.

Instead, he let out a deep sigh.

That complex gaze, filled with sorrow, pain, and confidence, slowly looked further afield.

Deng Jiaru's bedroom style is not like hers and Ah Mo's. It is not as youthful and looks more old-fashioned, but it is also very elegant. The deep purple floor-to-ceiling window curtains are opened to both sides, fluttering like a dream in the spring breeze .

Her eyes looked past the slowly fluttering curtains, the garden terrace outside the window, and the small pavilion bridge downstairs, looking at the sunny sky.

There are obviously floating clouds, obviously the sun is shining, and the sky is obviously blue.

But in her heart lake, it was pouring rain.

"Mom, if Mo came back and saw that the FB he had worked so hard to run for many years fell into the hands of others. And his most respected and loved grandfather was secretly murdered, he would be very sad."

She still looked at the sky with bright eyes, "I want to praise me for being a good wife when Ah Mo comes back."

"Qiao Qiao!" Deng Jiaru's palm landed on the back of her palm. He wanted to comfort her to stop deceiving herself. How could there be any passengers who survived when the plane sank into the sea?

But when the words came to his lips, Deng Jiaru swallowed them back.

Qiao Xiaoan has only been married to Ah Mo for two years, yet she never leaves him.

As a mother, she has no right to give up her son.

So he nodded heavily at Qiao Xiaoan, "Ah Mo will definitely praise you when he comes back."

Only then did Qiao Xiaoan look away from the distant horizon.

There was a sweet smile in the tear-filled eyes, "Really? Will Ah Mo really praise me?"

Deng Jiaru nodded again, "Well, you are brave, calm, smart, and kind."

"No." Qiao Xiaoan shook her head, "Kindness is only for my relatives, and I will never be merciful to those who hurt me and my relatives."
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A few days later, the news of the MXXX flight crash was still the headline news of the major media and received a lot of attention.

The comments on the Internet have already turned upside down, and most of them firmly say that all the crew members on the MXXX flight are unlikely to survive.

The news that the young master of the Yun family was on the flight was also posted on the Internet.

The one who revealed the news was naturally Yun Yifeng's mother and son, or Yuan Yifan, they were all in the same group anyway.

Qiao Xiaoan has been too busy recently, so busy that she has no time to clean up Yuan Yifan.

At Minsheng Hospital, it really turned to the wind. No matter how Deng Jiaru and Qiao Xiaoan pleaded, Dean Liu just refused to let them see the old man.

Moreover, outside the old man's ward, there are always "guards", and no one is allowed to approach except Yun Yifeng and her son.

On April [-]th, Ah Mo's plane crashed.

On April 25, Qiao Xiaoan was 59 days pregnant.

In the past nine days, she couldn't sleep well, and she couldn't eat well, and the morning sickness reaction some time ago came back.

What to eat, what to spit.

Standing on the top of dozens of floors of the outpatient building in Minsheng Hospital, Qiao Xiaoan finally breathed much more smoothly facing the cool morning breeze in spring.

When I was in the elevator just now, my mouth smelled of sour plums, and I regurgitated it several times, but I finally endured it.

When I arrived at the top of the building, with the breeze blowing, I seemed much more energetic.

Adam stood behind her, "Boss, you are not feeling well, let me talk to Dean Liu."

"No, I want to talk to him in person." She felt the coldness of the world while blowing the cold wind. In a few days, the dean Liu who nodded and bowed to them completely stood in Yun Yifeng's position, "Talk about it talk."

"Boss?"

"Qiao Xiaoan turned around, gathered the shawl around her body, and smiled slightly at Adam, "I want to say that Yun Shao invited you here to protect me?You don't want me to make a mistake? "

"..." Adam looked worried.

Qiao Xiaoan's stomach was clearly aching, but she still smiled, "Don't worry, with you here, Dean Liu doesn't dare to do anything to me, you should step back first, and come out when I let you out."

Dean Liu specially caught up with her from the office after receiving her text message.

Seeing her standing alone on the rooftop, with the cold wind blowing, the back of her disheveled hair looked a little weak and weak in the wind, and even more weak.

Dean Liu turned his back to her, and grinned. Although he was mocking, he still gave her a little face.

As he walked over, he said, "Young Mistress, if you are pregnant and feel unwell, if you want me to see a doctor for you, I will be happy."

She turned around and looked at Dean Liu with cold eyes, "What if it's not?"

"If you want to see Mr. Yun, let's not talk about it." Dean Liu stopped in front of her, but his words were sharp.

Qiao Xiaoan put the bag on his shoulder in his hand, unzipped it, took out a document from it, and handed it to Dean Liu.

"I've done some research. Dean Liu holds [-]% of Minsheng Hospital's shares, and can earn millions of dividends every year."

"..."

"A few days ago, Yun Yifeng transferred 5000 million to your wife and your daughter who is studying abroad, respectively, and the total is [-] million."

"I do not understand what you're saying."

"Dean Liu, take a closer look at the contract in your hand."

Dean Liu lowered his head and looked at the first page of the contract in his hand.

Facing the cool breeze in the early morning, she added, "If you can keep the old man safe, and cooperate with me in a play, Shao Yun and Mrs. Yun hold 70.00% of the shares of Minsheng Hospital, all of which will belong to you." .”

(End of this chapter)