Chapter 1123 Waiting for my news

After half an hour's drive, Wen Ti'er returned to Qiao Haoyuan.

Qiao Chengxun had already finished his work, and was coaxing little Moli to sleep in the baby's room.

Wen Ti'er stood at the door, looking at the loving father in the baby's room through the crack of the door, seeing her husband's indifferent handsome face with such a loving expression, she felt very happy in her heart.

Qiao Yan Wang, when you are not fierce, you are really handsome.

Not long after, Xiao Mo finally fell asleep, and Qiao Chengxun quietly left the baby's room.

Seeing his wife standing outside the door, he immediately stepped forward to wrap his arms around her slender waist, bowed his head and gave a gentle kiss to his wife's full red lips.

"It's late, go wash and sleep."

"Have you washed it?"

Wen Ti'er saw that he was still wearing a suit, so she knew that she was asking for nothing. Qiao Yan Wang didn't know what he was doing at home just now.

Qiao Chengxun took her little hand, led her into the master bedroom, and finally pushed her into the bathroom.

"Go take a shower, I'll finish the rest of the work."

"Why do you work so much?" Wen Ti'er looked back at him with displeasure in her eyes.

Qiao Chengxun said: "Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, I have to help him with some things."

Wen Ti'er's heart trembled violently at the mention of grandpa's name, remembering Han Zhan's invitation to her and the mysterious smile he showed her when they parted.

I always feel that what Qiao Yanwang is busy with should have something to do with Xiyoumen.

Thinking of this, Wen Ti'er couldn't help asking, "Are you working with that Han?"

Qiao Chengxun nodded. Given Tier's intelligence, he knew she could guess it.

"Then what are you up to? Is there any danger?"

"I'm only in charge of the funds. Young Master Han is in charge of the force. There will be no danger, and neither will you and Li Li."

The man said it so lightly, Wen Ti'er was dubious, "If it's risky, don't do it."

"Don't worry, go take a shower." After finishing speaking, Qiao Chengxun thoughtfully closed the bathroom door for his wife.

Wen Ti'er turned around and walked into the bathroom, walked under the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and began to take a bath.

In the study next door, Qiao Chengxun was sitting at his desk.

Xiaoqingqing has been waiting here for a long time, and when the master sat down, she immediately said: "Young master, are you really willing to let young mistress stay in the presidential building for so long?"

Qiao Chengxun looked indifferent, tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers, and did not look at Xiao Nizi, "It is the safest place in the world for the red scarf."

Bu Weiwei was worried, "But the young master will make a big fuss if he can't see the young mistress."

"Li Li has his arrangements, so you don't have to worry about these things."

Eh……

Bu sighed softly, the current situation is complicated, it is useless for her to say more, I hope the young master and young master Han can solve Xiyoumen as soon as possible.

Only in this way can the young mistress live a truly stable life.

Bu Qingqing didn't say anything more, she tidied up the things on the desk, then turned and walked out.

Qiao Chengxun suddenly reached out and hugged his abdomen, his brows were furrowed, his face turned pale.

His eyes could not help but fall on the mobile phone in front of the computer, and a message came.

Unknown number: Tier's safety, you guarantee it with your life.

This is an affirmative sentence, but Qiao Chengxun can tell that the other party wants him to do this.

Qiao Chengxun picked up the phone and sent a message back to another number: the Presidential Palace.

Just three words, no extra language.

Unknown number: It's not bad there, wait for my message tomorrow.

Qiao Chengxun put down the phone, still holding his stomach tightly with one hand.

(End of this chapter)

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