The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 315 Finally Not A Girl With Weak Ideas

That is to show them success!

I had made such a decision countless times when I was a child, and the result was like Mr. Qiao's, but now I am confused.

The fog in Meng Yao's heart was blown away, and her mood became more relaxed.

"Mr. Qiao, I will practice hard during this time. Can you accompany me to sister Ying's wedding?"

"For the sake of not pissing me off in the end, of course you can." Qiao Yiyuan looked at her and said, "Go to bed early." Then he rubbed her hair and turned around.

Meng Yao looked at Qiao Yiyuan's tall and straight back as he walked out of the study with a dazed expression, did she make him angry?why?

During dinner, Qiao Yiyuan had a hunch that Meng Yao had something on her mind, and thought she would tell him about it. After all, they knew that they had been together for so long, and in his opinion, it was any relationship that was not full of lovers, but she didn't tell him.

So after Meng Yao returned to the room, Qiao Yiyuan planned to take the initiative to ask her what was worrying her, but she didn't expect to hear what she said in the room.

According to Meng Yao's thinking at the time, it was intentional to dissolve the cooperative relationship between them. Qiao Yiyuan was very angry because of this, and this was the scene of him punching sandbags in the study.

What Qiao Yiyuan didn't expect was that Meng Yao would go in and try to relieve the pressure by exercising, which meant that she didn't really want to terminate the cooperation relationship. What finally calmed him down was that she took his thoughts as the main factor in making the decision, not his father's opinion of him. what she said.

After all, she is not a weak-minded girl.

Qiao Yiyuan walked into the bathroom while taking off his clothes, reached under the lotus shower head and reached out to turn on the switch, "wow" warm water poured down and drenched his whole body, washing away the sweat.

Apart from being richer than many families, his family is also an ordinary family, and the problems with his parents are also the problems that occur between parents and children in many families.

No matter how successful or famous a person is, he will be a parent, and friction with his children is unavoidable. Being revered by others is the result of hard work in society, but in the eyes of children, they are just parents.

The day before the National Day, Qiao Yiyuan, Meng Yao and Lu Yun took the high-speed train to Chen Ying's hometown - Xinshi.

Meng Yao, who wears earplugs and listens to foreign languages, has been thinking since she sat down if she has forgotten something about Qiao Yiyuan and Lu Yun, and she accidentally remembered that Ren Du's second channel was connected.

"By the way, Lu Yun, didn't you say you wanted to meet Mr. Qiao at the World Grand Prix last season? Now is the time to introduce you."

Qiao Yiyuan bought a three-seat high-speed rail ticket, Lu Yun was by the window, and between Meng Yao and Qiao Yiyuan was by the aisle.

Lu Yun, who was reading a novel on his mobile phone, heard Meng Yao's sudden words and glared at her sideways. Seeing Qiao Yiyuan turn his head to look at them, he felt embarrassed.

"Meng Yao, did you remember wrongly? I never said that. Besides, I know your coach, Coach Qiao!"

How long has passed, she still remembers it now, and she is so happy to bring it up at this time, is there any emotional intelligence at all?

However, Coach Qiao's background is really not small. Why is Meng Yao's luck so good?

"Why not? I asked you if you met Mr. Qiao..."

"I don't just object to your dating with my brother, you just hold grudges until now, so what does my brother like about you that are so narrow-minded?"

Meng Yao's words were cut off by the furious Lu Yun, "But you still miss my brother for so long in the past, it shows that you really like him, so I won't do the thing of beating mandarin ducks, I wish you all."

Qiao Yiyuan, who was turning away his handsome face, heard this, his mind was slightly concentrated, and he couldn't help pricking up his ears to listen to their conversation.

(End of this chapter)