hello cold husband

Chapter 469

"It's fine if you don't talk." Qiao Qiao didn't want to waste time with these two men.

He handed the shopping bag in his hand to Adma, "Call Bureau Chen in City D for me. These two people have not committed the crime of intentional injury, but they must be suspected. I don't believe it, Bureau Chen will ignore it."

Qiao Qiao clapped her hands, her palms were icy cold, and she couldn't help feeling that the wind was getting stronger.

He gathered up his clothes, lowered his head and smiled at the babies and said, "Sambo, let's go home and prepare for the New Year."

Well, Ah Mo took the three treasures for them.

It doesn't refer to the three auspicious treasures of Baba Mama and Baby.

It refers to the triplets in the belly.

Adding up a family is the auspicious six treasures.

On the way back, Jojo was in a good mood.
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When Yun Mo brought Qiao Shiwen to the old house of the Yun family.

Qiao Qiao was upstairs trying to catch up on sleep, and when she got up in the morning, the baby in her stomach made her feel tired and drowsy again.

As soon as he heard Bureau Chen's call and heard that Qiao Qiao was being followed, Yun Mo became very anxious.

After calling her, the phone was turned off.

I had to call back to the old house, but Deng Jiaru said that Qiao Qiao hadn't returned to the old house yet.

The tossing time in the middle frightened Yun Mo.

When the bedroom door was pushed open, Qiao Qiao was curled up under the blanket.

Like a lazy kitten.

Still at the door, Yun Mo called her anxiously, "Qiao Qiao, are you alright?"

Qiao Qiao turned over, put one hand under the quilt on the quilt, and looked at it with sleepy eyes.

Yun Mo was walking towards her, his dark eyes were filled with worry, and his brows were wrinkled.

When he walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and put his broad palm on her cheek, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Seeing that you're fine, I'm relieved." Yun Mo then relaxed his brows, and his obsidian-like beautiful and deep eyes were filled with a slight smile, "Why did you turn off the phone just now?"

Qiao Qiao's drowsiness, only woke up seven or eight minutes ago, blinked her long eyelashes, and rubbed her head in a daze, "Maybe it's out of battery."

"Chen Bureau has been interrogated, and Jiang Tao sent someone to follow you."

"Let me tell you, why would someone follow me?"

"I have already asked Mr. Chen to lead someone to invite Jiang Tao to drink tea."

"Ah Mo." Qiao Qiao got up from the bed and sat leaning against the head of the bed behind him, "I'm afraid I have a word from you, this cup of tea is not so delicious."

"Jiang Tao wants you to have a miscarriage and wants revenge. I'm afraid this year will not be so easy."

"Ah Mo, thank you for being so thoughtful and sending me a capable Adma, otherwise today and my babies might be in trouble."

"Okay, are you still sleepy, continue to sleep for a while?"

"Not sleepy anymore." Qiao Qiao shook his head and asked again, "Is my dad here?"

Yun Mo nodded, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed, "Then I'll go down to accompany him, and let him come over to play at ordinary times, he is always busy."

When Qiao Qiao and him went downstairs, the two children, Sisi and Aze, were outside the courtyard of the West Building, running in the snow and having fun.

Can clearly hear Sisi giggling from time to time.

Aze's worried cries could also be heard.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Qiao Shiwen sitting on the sofa.

Deng Jiaru deliberately walked over from Dongdong, took a whole set of clothes and put them on the sofa.

"Old Joe, I knitted this sweater myself."

"..."

"And this coat, I think you must be wearing it well."

"..."

"For the Chinese New Year, I have nothing to give you, so I will give you a set of clothes, don't be disgusted."

"..."

"Look at this sweater. I knitted it myself. It took half a month."

Qiao Qiao and Ah Mo stood at the potted sunflower at the top of the stairs, and they stopped at the same time.

"Huh?" Qiao Qiao raised her eyebrows and smiled, looked sideways at Ah Mo, and said pleasantly, "I haven't been back to the old house for half a month, and I didn't know that my mother knit a sweater for my father!"

"..."

"Amo, do you think my mother will be interested in my father?"

"..."

"It has been six years and two months since my mother passed away."

"..."

"It would be nice if mom could be with my dad."

"..."

"When my father was young, he was also a handsome young man."

Of course Ah Mo knew that his father-in-law was handsome when he was young.

Otherwise, how could such a handsome Qiao Qiao be born.

It's just that at this moment his brows are frowned like a gathered Sichuan shape.

Qiao Qiao looked at the situation in the living room, Deng Jiaru enthusiastically asked Qiao Shiwen to try on the clothes, Qiao Shiwen couldn't refuse because of his kindness, so he had to try it reluctantly, nodded and said it looked good.

Qiao Shiwen didn't speak much, and seemed a little embarrassed.

After only saying it looks good, he stuffed the sweater back into Deng Jiaru's hands.

"In-laws, I think this dress is suitable for Ah Mo. Let it be Ah Mo."

"How can Ah Mo dress so old-fashioned, he is a young man."

"..."

"Oh, old Joe, I'm not saying you're old, it's just that I knitted this sweater for you."

"..."

"You just accept it."

Looking at the situation over there, Qiao Qiao snickered, and when he turned his head, he bumped into Ah Mo's gloomy face.

"Ah Mo?" She reached out and stroked the frowning eyebrows on his forehead, "What do you mean by frowning? Am I wrong? In fact, my mother and my father are quite a match."

"It seems to be a good match." Ah Mo frowned again, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

Qiao Qiao waved his hand, "Is there anything I'm not used to? Let me test it later and see if my mother really cares about my father."

The two held hands together and walked into the living room.

Deng Jiaru and Qiao Shiwen were pushing back and forth.

That dark sweater looked very tall, if Deng Jiaru hadn't said it was knitted by her, Qiao Qiao would have thought it was bought from a luxury store.

But Qiao Shiwen refused to accept it.

Qiao Qiao coughed twice, walked up to the two of them, bent down and picked up the sweater.

Stuffed it into Qiao Shiwen's arms, "Dad, you can just accept it. Mom has good intentions. If you don't accept it, it will show that you don't like mom's craftsmanship. This is knitted by mom herself."

Deng Jiaru smiled awkwardly, "Qiaoqiao, I just want to send your dad some clothes because it's cold."

The usual Deng Jiaru is simply casual and cheerful.

It's not as awkward and restrained as it is at this moment.

Qiao Qiao deliberately added, "I know that my mother cares about my father, thank you mother."

She smiled meaningfully again, and let Deng Jiaru see it, feeling uneasy.

Qiao Qiao squinted at her discomfort from the corner of her eye, and wanted to chuckle just thinking about it.

"Qiao Qiao, I'm going to accompany your grandfather." Deng Jiaru got up suddenly, "You should accompany your father well, it's rare for him to come here."

"Dad." After Deng Jiaru left, Qiao Qiao sat next to Qiao Shiwen, "Dad, my mother-in-law gave you this sweater, and that coat is very fashionable. Try wearing it."

Qiao Shiwen frowned, "You help me return it to your mother-in-law."

Qiao Qiao said, "That's okay. Besides, this sweater is specially knitted for you, and it's not suitable for others to wear. I think it fits you just now. It's so strange. How could my mother-in-law know your size? I haven't told her either. Could it be that she can see it with the naked eye?"

(End of this chapter)