The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 114 Haicheng, she is back.

Lao Hu sent Qiao Mo to the gate of the nursing home.

"Brother Hu, I'll just go in by myself. If you have something to do, go ahead."

Qiao Mo is a girl who is not used to bothering others. When she was in New York, Feng Che said that everything was arranged in China. She wanted to refuse, but she was afraid that Feng Che would think too much, so she accepted.

Already in the land of Haicheng, Jomo has lived here for 22 years, and there is no need for Lao Hu to navigate and lead the way.

Lao Hu said worriedly: "Your brother asked me to take good care of you. You have been away from Haicheng for a while, and I am afraid that you will get lost."

Qiao Mo couldn't help but laugh, got out of the car, stood outside the car window and said with a light smile: "Brother Hu, I might be more familiar with Haicheng than you. It’s relaxing, and I really want to go for a walk in Haicheng to see the scenery.”

Lao Hu nodded in agreement, "Then be careful yourself, you have my mobile phone number, just call if you have anything to do."

"Okay, Brother Hu, be careful on the road."

Qiao Mo didn't enter the nursing home until he saw Lao Hu's car leaving.

She hadn't seen Qiao Sheng for two years, and she even rarely called Qiao Sheng during these two years.

She is not a competent daughter.

As soon as he entered the nursing home, Jomo saw a few elderly people gathered together under the shade of a tree, playing chess.

Qiao Mo couldn't help but look a few more times, Qiao Sheng happened to be among them, his face was ruddy, he was in high spirits, and he was talking about the chess game with his friends around him.

Qiao Mo froze on the spot, looking at Qiao Sheng from a distance, his eyes were sore and wet with tears.

She stood not far away and just watched Qiao Sheng quietly for a long time. Qiao Sheng seemed to have won the game, and his mood was high. He straightened up and laughed.

But when he looked up, he saw Jomo not far away.

Qiao Sheng stared straight at this side, was stunned for a while, and muttered: "Momo..."

Qiao Mo's gaze also met Qiao Sheng's.

For a moment, tears rushed out of the eye sockets.

The old man next to him patted Qiao Sheng's arm, "Old Qiao, why are you in a daze? You can't play this game anymore?"

Qiao Sheng stood up, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Qiao Mo in surprise.

Qiao Mo ran over and stood in front of Qiao Sheng with red eyes, "Dad...!"

Qiao Sheng couldn't believe it, and muttered to himself: "I'm not dreaming, am I? Momo? Are you really Momo?"

Qiao Mo hugged Qiao Sheng, tears falling like rain, "Dad... I'm silent, I'm back."

In the past two years, she has been avoiding everything about Haicheng, including her dearest father for 22 years, and she doesn't want to contact her.

It's all her fault, she didn't do her duty as a daughter.

"Dad...I'm back...It's all my fault for leaving you alone for so long...I'm sorry...I'm sorry!"

Qiao Sheng's eyes were also wet, and he patted her back with his big old hand, "How can this be your fault? Just come back, just come back! Come on, let Dad take a good look at you!"

Qiao Sheng looked at it carefully from top to bottom. He smiled with tears and nodded in satisfaction: "Fat, gain weight!"

Qiao Mo cried out of breath, "Dad, I'm sorry..."

"Silly boy, it's not your fault. You have suffered a lot, and Dad knows it all. Let's go back to the house with Dad, let's have a good chat!"

Jomo took Qiao Sheng's arm and entered the room of the nursing home.

The nursing home that Feng Che arranged for Qiao Sheng was in very good condition. It was an independent dormitory, equipped with bathrooms, air conditioners, and TVs.

Qiao Sheng sighed and said, "Dad hasn't had a good look at you for a long time, Mo, Dad is so happy that you are back!"

Qiao Mo lay on Qiao Sheng's lap, biting his lip, crying like a child.

Qiao Sheng stroked his daughter's hair, and said earnestly, "Don't cry, baby, isn't dad doing well now? Now my body is much healthier than before, thanks to Xiao Che, who arranged such a good job for me. Nursing homes and attendings. Tell Dad, boy, how are you doing in New York?"

Everything is fine in New York, except that she is not happy.

If being unhappy was bad, she never had a good day in New York.

Jomo didn't want to talk, he just wanted to lie on his father's lap and vent some long-logged emotions.

Qiao Sheng said slowly, "Son, Dad knows you worked hard in New York, now that you're back, everything will be fine. With Dad here, ah..."

Jomo nodded vigorously.

"Dad, I won't be going back to New York anymore, I just want to be with you, okay?"

Qiao Sheng smiled kindly, "Silly boy, Dad doesn't need you to accompany you. You have a wider sky to fly, and Dad doesn't want to be your stumbling block."

Jomo cried for a long time, like a traveler who has experienced a long trek in the desert and finally arrived at the oasis.

She was tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

She lay on her father's lap, closed her eyes, and listened to what her father said.

Jomo murmured all the time: "Dad, I miss you so much..."

When he came out of the nursing home, Jomo's heavy body and mind finally relaxed a little.

In fact, in the past two years, she felt very guilty towards Qiao Sheng. Although Qiao Sheng was not her biological father, he managed to raise her for 22 years, worked tirelessly, loved her, and protected her, no better than any biological father. But she, when she was old enough to repay her kindness, flew to New York.

She looked up at the sky, and the winter in Haicheng remained unchanged. Even though the sun was shining brightly, there was a bit of biting coldness in the air.

She took a deep breath of the air in Haicheng.

Haicheng, she is back.

Strolling in the streets and alleys of Haicheng, Qiao Mo ate a lot of old snacks.

She suddenly thought of Luo Luo, and made a call. She thought it would be an empty number, but she didn't expect to be picked up soon.

"Hi, I'm Jomo."

The other end paused for about five seconds, and suddenly screamed: "Jomo?!"

Qiao Mo's eardrums were about to be shattered, so he took some mobile phones away.

But on the phone, the screaming continued, "Jomo! You heartbreaker! You are finally willing to come back from the United States! These two years... these two years! Why didn't you contact me! Called your old cell phone again It doesn’t work! You don’t even have QQ and WeChat! You don’t even use domestic communication software when you go to a Yankee place?!”

As Luo Luo spoke, he burst into tears of joy.

"Rolo, I'm sorry."

Jomo found that after returning to China, the most she said was sorry.

She was sorry to many people, and she failed many feelings.

"Who wants to hear you say sorry! I don't want to hear what you say sorry!"

Qiao Mo was also crying and laughing. While walking on the street, he said to Luo Luo: "Then I will treat you to Jiangnan Yipinju tonight as compensation, okay?"

Luo Luo choked and said: "You have a conscience! However, one meal is not enough! At least ten meals are enough to make up for it!"

"Okay, okay, you can eat as many meals as you want."

"Then let's see you at Yipinju tonight! Don't let me go!"

After Qiao Mo hung up the phone, he realized that only some people had changed, while others had never changed.

For example, Luo Luo.

Love to cry and make trouble, carefree.

Qiao Mo really envied her for living so freely.

Jomo raised his head, enjoying the warm sunshine in Haicheng.

It's great that she's back...

Xiao International, President's Office.

Xiao Yan just escaped from a difficult overseas meeting, leaned on the black executive chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

It may be due to postoperative reasons. Once the work pressure is too high, I will have a headache.

Zhao Qian pushed the door in with the folder in his hands, saw that Xiao Yan was a little tired, and said softly, "Boss, actually, you don't have to put such a lot of pressure on yourself, your body is more important than anything else."

Xiao Yan didn't open his eyes, and leaned on the black executive chair, with his thin lips slightly parted, he said lightly, "Have you got the charity clothes for next week?"

Zhao Qian nodded, "JK company promises that the design draft will be sent to your mailbox next Monday."

"This is the first time Xiao has done charity in two years. It is very important for Xiao to establish an image in the industry. I don't want any problems."

"I heard that the design draft is the chief designer who suddenly came back from New York by air. I believe that the design draft should be delivered on time and with high quality."

Xiao Yan was not very interested in these, and frowned slightly: "As for the design draft, you just follow up."

"Okay, I will follow up. Boss, my wife just called and said that I have reserved a place in Yipinju tonight, and I hope to have dinner with you."

"Well, I see."

Xiao Yan slightly opened his black eyes, and the phone on the table rang.

Caller ID, Song Xiazhi.

"Brother Xiao, I have booked a place in Jiangnan Yipinju tonight."

The man's slender fingers gently rubbed his temples, and he replied casually: "Well, Zhao Qian has already told me."

"Brother Xiao, I know you like to eat Yipinju's food very much, so... you made a reservation on your own initiative, you... don't blame me, do you?"

"will not."

Song Xiazhi felt that these days, the distance between her and Brother Xiao was getting closer.

Brother Xiao... seems to have begun to accept her slowly.

When she is pregnant with a child... Brother Xiao will definitely fall in love with her and cannot leave her.

At this moment, she felt that the risky move she took back then was worthwhile.

As long as she doesn't tell, no one will know who the child in her belly belongs to.

Even if brother Xiao and Qiao Mo are still married for the time being, it doesn't matter, Qiao Mo will not come back again, and the marriage relationship is just a paper coat. It is good to have it, but she doesn't care if it doesn't. Being able to be with Brother Xiao, who will always love her and the child, is enough...

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiangnan Yipinju.

As soon as Luo Luo saw Qiao Mo, he sat and looked to the right, "The soil and water in the United States are so nourishing! Why are you so beautiful in Momo!"

Qiao Mo pinched her little face, "You've eaten too many potato chips recently, you've gained weight!"

Luo Luo rubbed into Qiao Mo's arms, "I don't care, I'm going to eat you tonight! I think you left so suddenly at the beginning, and you disappeared for two years! Why do you think you are so bad!"

Jomo pressed Luo Luo's shoulder and sat down.

"It's not that you didn't know about my situation back then. It took me a lot of courage to still appear in front of you."

Luo Luo naturally understood how badly Qiao Mo was hurt by that heartbroken man back then, "Momo, let me tell you something you don't like to hear, that Xiao Yan hurt you so deeply at the beginning, why should he behave like a normal person now?" Looking at his CEO, living so heartlessly?"

Qiao Mo's face froze, her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled wryly, "Maybe it's been my one-man show all along."

"But even if he doesn't love you, he can't hurt you like this and then show nothing!"

Qiao Mo shook his head lightly, with a bitter smile on his lips, "He paid the breakup fee, 500 million. I should be content."

Jiangnan Yipinju is an open restaurant with no private rooms. Customers coming and going can be seen clearly from the door to the seat.

When Qiao Mo lowered his head and was about to order, he suddenly heard a familiar and harsh female voice.

"Brother Xiao, I have booked that seat, let's go there."

(End of this chapter)