Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 86 Sending Paintings?

"You don't miss me?" The man's low and sexy voice lingered in Qiao Yimo's ears.

Qiao Yimo didn't answer his words, but slapped his hand off, "Let go, I'm going out!"

"Be good!" Leng Juan's slender fingers rubbed her pink lips, "Can't answer? Or don't want to answer?"

Leng Juan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a tired tone, "But, I miss you so much."

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat.

This evildoer, every time we meet, he always thinks about how to tease her.

Suddenly, Qiao Yimo and the cold and tired peripheral vision caught a glimpse of something at the same time.

Qiao Yimo wanted to turn around and leave.

However, her face was held tightly by Leng Juan, her head was lowered, her eyes were facing each other, nose to nose, and the man's cold fingers were on her lips.

This ambiguous posture is clearly a young couple in love in the eyes of outsiders.

The voices of Qiao Anchu and Dong Yan could be heard clearly in the corridor, "Didn't you see your sister?"

Qiao Anchu nodded, she didn't see it when she went to the bathroom just now.

While talking, Dong Yan saw a couple in the corner kissing passionately. The green skirt seemed to be Qiao Yimo's
Two seconds later, she dismissed the idea again.

Looking at the man's back, he should be quite young, and the clothes he was wearing were all new men's clothing from New York. With someone like Qiao Yimo, it should be impossible to hook up with such a wealthy young man.

"Mom?" Qiao Anchu looked in Dong Yan's direction, "What's wrong?"

Dong Yan shook her head, shaking off the thought just now, "It's okay, Anchu, let's go."

Qiao Yimo heard the footsteps getting farther and farther in the corridor, she simply pushed Leng Juan away.

Unknowingly, she covered her chest with her little hand and gasped lightly.

A suspicious blush appeared on the delicate little face, and the lips were slightly parted, very cute.

This small detail was all noticed by the man, his expression darkened, and the hotness of his body was suppressed forcefully.

Not long after, he took out a necklace from his pocket and put it in Qiao Yimo's palm.

Qiao Yimo looked up at him suspiciously.

"Didn't you ask me to give something to the old man last night? Isn't that very appropriate?"

When talking on the phone with the little girl last night, he vaguely felt that the little girl was a little lost, presumably it was because she didn't have time to prepare the emeralds.

He asked Bo Hua to check the recent happy event of Qiao's family.

It turned out that the grandmother of the Qiao family was going to hold her [-]th birthday at the Longyue Hotel when she came back from City B.

No wonder the little girl asked him what gift to give.

Qiao Yimo took a closer look at how the pendant of this necklace was related to the piece of red jadeite she sold to Leng Juan?

"Isn't this the woolen red jadeite I sold you?"

The man's long and narrow eyes looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, his thin lips curled slightly, and he said hoarsely, "That's right!"

"Originally, I wanted to ship it to a French designer to make a bracelet for you, but it happened that you needed it, so I asked the designer in City S to make it for you overnight in advance."

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that she bought this piece of red jadeite from her hand and gave it to her in the name of Leng Juan.

"I've already decided what to give grandma, so you can take this back." Qiao Yimo's tone was full of infinite distance.

But her body can't betray her, especially after hearing what the man said, the heart beating wildly for it.

The man's slender hands slowly circled around her neck, unbuttoned the necklace, and put it on Qiao Yimo's neck.

That posture is lazy, eyes are smiling, ambiguous movements seem to be flirting.

Qiao Yimo clenched her hands tightly, trying to pull the necklace off.

Her current relationship with Leng Juan is at best a friend, and it is really inappropriate to accept such valuable items.Besides, she never liked getting something for nothing.

Sensing her motives, Leng Juan leaned over and gently wrapped her small hands with icy big hands. His eyes were also extremely sharp, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, "Don't take them off, or I'll go out and announce our relationship right now."

After finishing speaking, he added, "It's very suitable for you."

Qiao Yimo was furious.

Why is it the same trick again.
She clenched her fist and beat the man's chest hard, then turned and left in the next second.

Leaning against the wall, Leng Juan slightly raised his eyebrows, the little girl's fist was really soft.

Pounding on his chest, like a coquettish kitten.

He had already started fantasizing about the scene of Qiao Yimo acting like a baby in his arms.

Presumably, very well.

When Qiao Yimo returned to the table, the banquet was about to end.

Xiuli started booing, "Qiao Yimo, what are you going to give grandma! Take it out and have a look!"

Qiao Anchu also booed, "Grandma, sister's gift is pretty good, it seems to be wrapped by herself, grandma should like it."

A moment of surprise appeared on Qingzhi's face, "Really?"

Every year on her birthday, relatives or visitors from these people would give her jewelry. She was exhausted and had never received a gift made by others. She even looked forward to it!

Hehe, Qiao Anchu chuckled inwardly, as long as he doesn't die of anger, he still expects grandma to like it?
Dong Yan clenched her fists, squeezed Qiao Renshan's arm coquettishly, "Honey, speak up."

Qiao Renshan couldn't stand his wife acting like a baby, so he nodded, "Okay."

"Steward Cheng, bring the gift up!"

Qiao Renshan himself didn't know about Qiao Yimo's gift of the "umbrella".

"Hehe, give a gift slowly, for fear that others will snatch it away!" Xiuli sneered.

As she said that, before Qiao Yimo took the initiative to take it out, Xiuli took the initiative to lift the plate presented by Butler Cheng.

The cylindrical things wrapped in newspapers caught everyone's eyes, and everyone present burst out laughing.

"My God, this box is too crude."

"Is this box a newspaper?"

"It seems that Dong Yan is really mean to her own daughter, and she doesn't give Qiao Yimo any pocket money to prepare gifts."

"Do you think it looks like a folding umbrella?"

"Oh my god, what is Qiao Yimo's intention to give an umbrella at the old man's [-]th birthday party!"

"Is Grandma Qingzhi dying of anger?"

When Xiuli saw this cylindrical thing, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

She finally understood why Qiao Yimo didn't take out the gift just now, it turned out that she couldn't get on the stage!

When Qiao Renshan saw this thing, he was even more stunned. He asked Dong Yan in shock, "Honey, what's going on? The umbrella that Yimo gave you?"

Dong Yan blushed and lowered her head in shame, "How do I know!"

"I! Hey!" Qiao Renshan sighed heavily, really hating iron for being weak.

He has been working hard outside all year round, trying hard to run the Qiao family's company, but he didn't expect such a big problem at home.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Qiao Anchu was overjoyed, he was so happy!

Xiuli smiled for a long time, pointing to something wrapped in a newspaper, "What's inside?"

Qiao Yimo remained expressionless and did not answer.

Xiuli tore open the package while laughing, and when the black handle was revealed inside, all the people present roared with laughter.

Qiao Anchu, who had been holding back before, also laughed.

"My God, she really gave umbrellas!"

"Isn't that right, what is the black handle but an umbrella?"

"If it's an umbrella, just put it in a bag. What's the use of wrapping it?"

"Oh my God, how poor this Qiao family is, they actually give umbrellas!"

"Do you think Qiao Yimo has an enmity with Grandma Qingzhi, and deliberately angered her on this occasion?"

"It shouldn't be. Qiao Yimo has only been back for a long time, so how could he have ended up with a grudge?"

Two tall and straight men standing in the far corner were watching this scene.

"Master Juan, did my sister-in-law give her grandmother an umbrella? How poor is this sister-in-law!"

"You can't do this, if sister-in-law has no money, you have to secretly send money to her!" Mo Jun laughed loudly.

I'm really sorry, although the gift giver in front of me is my sister-in-law, but he still can't help laughing.

Leng Juan glared at Mo Jun with dangerous eyes, but said nothing.

He frowned slightly, this little girl really would rather give an umbrella than accept his gift?

Xiuli looked at Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan and said with a smile, "I really didn't want to laugh at you on purpose, but is it appropriate for your daughter to give an umbrella on this occasion?"

Qiao Renshan was cancelled. His dignity as a man really couldn't be held back. For the first time in history, he accused Dong Yan, "Ayan, if you have any difficulties at home, you should tell me. If Yimo has no money, you have to give it to her." Ah! I work so hard, isn't it just for you to live a better life? But why did you make such a mess at Mom's birthday party? Are you trying to make things difficult for me and Mom? "

Dong Yan was scolded by Qiao Renshan, her small face was wrinkled, her eyes were filled with tears, "How did I know that Yimo would give an umbrella to Grandma Qingzhi on such an important occasion, how can you blame me?"

"Okay! Okay! Stop talking." Qiao Renshan interrupted Dong Yan's words, and he lost all dignity as he continued.

Grandma Qingzhi, who was sitting on the main seat, heard the sound of the banquet, rubbed her brows in confusion, "Okay, okay, this is the first time Yimo and I have met! I understand that Yimo doesn't know what to give , That’s all for today, take the umbrella down.”

Xiuli gave Qiao Yimo a hard look, and said angrily, "Look at you, grandma is so mad at you, I really don't know how you are."

"Xiuli." Grandma Qingzhi interrupted Xiuli softly, "I won't pursue this matter anymore! Please enjoy your meal!"

With that said, everyone lowered their heads and prepared to eat again.

Only Qiao Yimo raised her eyes, and said lightly, "Who said I gave you an umbrella? Second Aunt, you said I gave you an umbrella without tearing off all the packaging? What are you so worried about?"

"Hehe!" Xiuli sneered, but she didn't expect Qiao Yimo to be quite sharp-tongued.

"The handles are all black, and the shape is the same as that of an umbrella. What is it if it's not an umbrella?"

Qiao Yimo slightly pursed her lips, and said calmly, "I said mine is a painting? Do you believe it?"

As soon as her words fell, everyone discussed:
"Qiao Yimo said she gave the painting?"

"It seems to be the same thing, because the handle of the painting is also black?"

(End of this chapter)