Chapter 91
Xiao...

Famous families in Haicheng...

The "Prosperity Building" that caused a sensation more than 20 years ago...

Tofu dregs project...

These few words suddenly appeared on the paper in Feng Che's mind.

"Qiaobo, you mean, the man Xiaoxiao married is called Xiao Yan?"

Qiao Shengshan nodded with a smile, "Yeah, what's the matter? Are you unwell? You don't look very well."

An imperceptible light flashed in Feng Che's black eyes, and he pressed the center of his eyebrows, "It's nothing, I just returned to China, I haven't adjusted the jet lag, and I haven't had enough sleep."

"That's good. Jober will cook you some soup later, and you can drink it."

Feng Che nodded. When Qiao Sheng entered the kitchen, Feng Che couldn't help calling him back, "Qiaobo, the Xiao family...does it have its own family group? The Xiao family?"

Qiao Sheng thought about it for a while, "I don't know too well, I haven't heard what Mo Mo said, but maybe there is. It seems that the family conditions are very good. I haven't inquired much about it."

When Qiao Sheng entered the kitchen, Feng Che directly called his assistant.

"Help me look up all the information about Xiao Yan in Haicheng. Also, the follow-up to the 'Prosperous Building' from that year."

Feng Che was faintly worried. All things in the world were coincidences. He was really afraid that this Xiao Yan was also that Xiao Yan.

Five minutes later, the assistant sent all of Xiao Yan's information to Feng Che's phone.

Feng Che quickly swept from the beginning to the end, his heart sank little by little.

This Xiao Yan is also that Xiao Yan.

For a moment, Feng Che's heart became heavy.

This time I came back simply because I wanted to get to know my sister, but I didn't expect that things would become so complicated.

"Job, why hasn't Xiaoxiao called back? Could something have happened?"

Qiao Sheng put down the things in his hand, and was a little anxious, "Don't say it, today is really a bit strange. I usually call this kid, and the answer is very fast, and the phone is not often turned off. How about it, I will call and ask Ask Xiao Yan. You will wait."

"it is good."

Qiao Sheng dialed Xiao Yan's phone number, and someone picked it up soon.

"Hello, is that Xiao Yan? I'm Qiao Mo's father, am I with you silently? I called her, but why didn't she respond...? Nothing happened to you..."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Sheng felt relieved, "Don't worry, your sister's phone is just out of battery, I asked Xiao Yan to remind her to call me back."

Feng Che nodded, "Job, these years, I know that you and Xiaoxiao have not had an easy time, and I can't repay you anything."

"Where is it, your father and I had such a good relationship back then, I should have."

Feng Che took out a card from his wallet and pushed it in front of Qiao Sheng, "Qiao Bo, I know that I am very dishonest, but I can't find a better way other than this way. Besides, you I have loved my sister for 22 years, but I want to take her away overnight, I know, this is inhumane."

"What, you want to take your sister out of Haicheng?"

Feng Che didn't deny it, but admitted it generously, "I came back this time to take her away. I'm sorry, Jober."

Qiao Sheng frowned deeply, "But your sister is already married in Haicheng. If you take her away rashly, what will Xiao Yan do? Besides, Qiao Mo himself may not agree, right?"

"This matter is a bit complicated, Job, I won't tell you more for the time being."

Feng Che held his coat, got up and was about to leave.

Qiao Sheng stopped him, "Feng Che, wait."

"What else does Job want?"

Qiao Sheng sighed and said, "I have an unfeeling request. Feng Che, your sister is a girl after all. I selfishly didn't want Qiao Mo to know about the past affairs of your family. So these years, I have never Find a suitable opportunity and tell her about her life experience. She has always regarded me as her biological father, Feng Che, can you help Qiaobo keep a white lie? Even if you want to recognize her, don’t tell her It's about the previous grievances. Back then, your father's death was really embarrassing, but these hatreds should not be carried by you children. Some things are over, okay? "

Feng Che was stunned for half a second, then nodded his chin solemnly.

"Job, don't worry, I won't tell Xiaoxiao about those grievances. However, I hope you don't stop and interfere with taking Xiaoxiao away."

Qiao Sheng was a little puzzled: "Actually... If Qiao Mo is living happily now, you don't have to take her away so forcefully, do you? Feng Che..."

"Don't worry, I won't force her, I will let her make a good decision. However, I hope that Xiaoxiao can follow me in the end."

Paper, after all, cannot contain fire.

If one day, Qiao Mo discovers his life experience and sees the person next to his pillow clearly, then it will only be a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than it is now.

It's better to bear it earlier and prepare mentally earlier.

After Feng Che left Qiao's house, he got into a black business Lincoln.

The special assistant asked from the side: "Boss, where are you going now?"

Feng Che glanced at the time on his watch, "Go to Xiao."

Xiao's Building, President's Office.

Xiao Yan was exhausted physically and mentally after finishing a lengthy meeting.

What made him tired was the woman in the hospital.

What upsets him is, Jomer, Jomer, Jomer.

Zhao Qian pushed the door open and came in. Seeing Xiao Yan's exhausted look, he was a little worried.

"Boss, if you need a break, you can stop working for a few hours and take a break."

Xiao Yan was simply paralyzing himself with work, and had no intention of stopping.

"What meeting is there next? I don't care, continue."

"There is also a transoceanic video conference."

Xiao Yan nodded, indicating yes.

"Boss, there is a man named Feng Che downstairs who claims to have made an appointment with you."

"Feng Che?" Xiao Yan was a little unfamiliar with this character, but at the same time familiar.

"Call him in."

Zhao Qian nodded, "I'll invite him in right now."

After Feng Che came up, he went straight into the office.

Xiao Yan sat calmly on the black executive chair, his gaze arrogant and calm.

After Feng Che entered the door, his sharp eyes and Xiao Yan's cold and stern eyes fought across the air.

Until Feng Che walked in front of Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan made a gesture of "please", "please sit down."

Feng Che sat down opposite Xiao Yan.

"CEO of American AMK Company, Feng Che?"

It belongs to a frontal contest between men, if it is not on the opposite side, only this side, Feng Che's appreciation for Xiao Yan is definitely not under the "sympathy".

Unfortunately, they are not only opposites, but also...enemies.

Ah.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yan looked at his outstretched hand of "friendship" indifferently, and raised his brows, "Mr. Feng, which one is this from? I remember that our Xiao family has never had any cooperation with AMK, even... contact .”

Feng Che didn't seem embarrassed, he retracted his hand generously, and said frankly, "We are indeed not familiar, and I didn't come to Xiao's today to discuss cooperation or a community of interests with Mr. Xiao. Let's talk about Mr. Xiao's wife. , Joe Mo."

Xiao Yan was startled for a moment, then sneered and said, "I thought Qiao Mo was just a housewife, but I didn't expect to know such a big man as Mr. Feng?"

ridicule, ridicule.

Heh, how many men did Jomo hook up with behind his back?
One Rongcheng Mo is not enough, is it? !
In the past, no matter how many people said that Qiao Mo was bad in front of him, he never took it seriously. He only wanted to give her the best and spoil her, but now it seems that he was wrong, very wrong , Wrong outrageous!
Feng Che smiled lightly, "I don't want to go around in circles with Mr. Xiao, I'm here today because I hope to meet Qiao Mo."

Xiao Yan's eyes darkened, and he smiled indifferently, "Mr. Feng seems to be very familiar with my wife, why did he have to go through me to meet?"

Xiao Yan looked calm and unharmed on the surface, but in fact, the clasped hands had already creaked.

"Jomo doesn't know me." Feng Che was very frank.

"My Mrs. Xiao is so attractive. The peach blossoms are blooming one by one. Now I even have suitors who come here for fame. Heh, Mr. Feng, I think you have been abroad for a long time. I don't know the domestic ones. Rules? Thinking about a married woman, you know what that's called?"

Xiao Yan's tone was heavy, and anger had already stained his brows.

But instead of panicking, Feng Che said slowly, "Job is right, you really care about Qiao Mo, but it seems that the relationship between you and Qiao Mo is not as good as I imagined."

Xiao Yan was annoyed. No one would be happy to be exposed and dissected in the sun, let alone a person like Xiao Yan, who was used to having secrets buried in his heart. Once the secrets were passively revealed, he would definitely be furious.

"Whether my relationship with my wife is good or not, I don't think it's Mr. Feng's turn to dictate. Zhao Qian, see off the guests!"

Zhao Qian opened the door of the office, "Mr. Feng, please."

Feng Che didn't stay in Xiao Yan's office for too long, but got up and went out directly after Xiao Yan issued the order to evict guests.

When he reached the door, Feng Che paused for a moment, and said, "It seems that Qiao Mo has entrusted someone to no one."

So, what reason can stop him and take her away?

Since, I was so unhappy.

Xiao Yan was not Qiao Mo's beloved at all.

After Feng Che left, Xiao Yan was a little irritable.

He pulled his tie, loosened his neckline, and ordered Zhao Qian in a cold voice: "Go and find out what relationship this Feng Che has with his wife."

Feng Che's tone of directly planning Qiao Mo as "property" made Xiao Yan very unhappy, extremely repulsive, and extremely furious.

Jomo is his woman.

"Okay, I'll check it out now."

What is the relationship between Feng Che and Qiao Mo...?
Hospital, ward.

Jomo slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already dark outside.

He touched the mobile phone beside him, quietly.

She turned on the phone, and as soon as the phone turned on, there were several calls from Qiao Sheng.

Strange, why did Dad call her so many times? Did something happen?

Qiao Mo hurriedly called back, and after a while, he was picked up by Qiao Sheng on the other end.

"Dad, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong?"

Qiao Sheng didn't know how to speak, let alone how to tell her about Feng Che.

I don't know how to avoid those enmities back then, and tell her all about her life experience.

On the other end of the phone, there was a long silence.

Qiao Mo frowned, a little worried: "Dad, what's wrong with you? What happened at home?"

Could it be that Xiao Yan went to find trouble with his father?

When this thought came to his mind, Qiao Mo's heart was startled.

While thinking about it, Qiao Sheng said slowly: "No, everything is fine at home. Silently, Dad has something to tell you."

Jomo nodded, "Well, Dad, tell me, I'm listening."

"Momo... Actually, actually, you have an older brother."

Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Dad, is it some kind of distant relative of our family?"

Qiao Sheng couldn't open his mouth, but he said bravely, "No, it's not... it's... your biological brother."

(End of this chapter)

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