When the leaves return to their roots, I belong to you

Chapter 123 Qiao Family Anxia (7)

In order not to worry his parents and An Xia, Qiao Junting laughed and said, "It's okay, I'm a golden bachelor, and there are many girls who like me, so just pick a good one carefully." A smiling face ate breakfast.

In fact, An Xia could tell that Qiao Junting was very sad, just like how she felt when she heard that he liked someone.But she can take it easy, since people don't have that kind of thought for her, she doesn't need to pester them, she knows what to do is best for herself.But she blesses him and hopes that she can be happy forever.

An Xia shrugged her shoulders, then ate the unfinished food in the bowl.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother first glanced at their son, then at their daughter, and finally at each other. They both lowered their heads and ate the food in their own bowls. Ignored my son who was sitting at the same table.

This made Qiao Junting, who was already very sad, worse, but fortunately, although his parents forgot his son, at least one younger sister did not forget his brother. Be good to my sister, and let no one bully her.

Since there was a party specially prepared for An Xia tonight, the two men in Qiao's family only worked for half a day in the morning and came back to accompany Mrs. Qiao and An Xia in the half day in the afternoon.

But An Xia tried on the gown in the morning, so Father Qiao and Qiao Junting couldn't see how beautiful An Xia was when she put on the special gown, but it's not that she won't wear it at night, so she went to work calmly up.

An Xia's dress is a pink tube top dress. Although Mrs. Qiao does not have An Xia's size, this dress is surprisingly close-fitting, because this dress is tailored according to the international standard figure, and An Xia's The figure is exactly the international standard figure, so naturally it should be propped up when worn, and what should be recessed should be recessed, there is nothing inappropriate at all.

Even the designer on the side couldn't help but look straight at An Xia after he finished wearing the dress, and kept inviting An Xia to be the finale model of his fashion show, but An Xia didn't Time was the reason for politely rejecting him.

This designer is also very famous at home and abroad, and his net worth is naturally high. If you want to wear a dress made by him, you still have to see if you have the qualifications. Now An Xia's figure and face are very good. Echoing his aesthetics, although he was unwilling to go to catwalks or anything, he still promised that as long as An Xia needed a dress in the future, he would just look for him, and he would definitely serve An Xia all the time.

He was so enthusiastic, An Xia was too embarrassed to refuse, so she agreed.Just because she agreed does not mean that she will definitely trouble others, she still prefers the dress designed by the First Terrorist Organization to this dress, it is comfortable, practical and good-looking to wear.

Although Qiao Hanwan was sulking upstairs at this time, Mrs. Qiao still prepared a dress for Qiao Hanwan, an off-white tube top and knee-length tutu skirt. Qiao Hanwan likes to wear this style of dress the most. That way she looks like a princess, noble and beautiful. ?
Because Mrs. Qiao knows Qiao Hanwan's size clearly, even if she doesn't remember it, someone will help her remember it. After all, business must remember information related to customers.

In fact, Mrs. Qiao knew that Qiao Hanwan hadn't eaten breakfast long before An Xia tried on the dress, but so what, it's not like she hasn't experienced such a situation.Besides, it won’t matter if you don’t eat a meal, and she doesn’t like her attitude recently. It was An Xia who was fighting against each other, what would happen in her heart when she heard it.

Although every time Qiao Hanwan was blocked by An Xia's words, it didn't mean that An Xia wouldn't feel uncomfortable. She felt cautious when she first came back to this house, but now she was being held back by Qiao Hanwan again. Fighting against each other everywhere, one can imagine how much damage this will cause An Xia's weak heart!

In fact, Mrs. Qiao doesn't know that An Xia's heart is strong at all. It's not that whoever says a few words of sarcasm or slander will get a little emotional. For An Xia, this is unrealistic. She likes to put other people's faces on the spot. Step on underfoot.

Either someone poured cold water on me, and I boiled the water and poured it back, scalding you with blisters all over your body.

Mrs. Qiao saw that An Xia had been wearing flat shoes ever since she came home, but the pair of high heels the designer prepared for An Xia were more than ten centimeters high. It will be sore and uncomfortable, and it is hard to say.

"Xia Xia, are the heels of your shoes too high? Do you want your mother to ask them to change you into a pair that is a little shorter, so that you will be more comfortable to wear." Mrs. Qiao looked at An Xia and reminded her. .

An Xia grabbed the sides of the skirt with both hands, lifted the skirt up a bit, looked down and stomped her feet, then raised her head and said to Mrs. Qiao, "Don't worry, mom. These shoes are very comfortable to wear. I think they are just for a few days. It's just an hour, and it won't matter."

Mrs. Qiao was still about to say something, when she saw An Xia kick off the high heels on her feet, then took off the dress she was wearing, and changed into the one she was wearing just now.

Seeing Mrs. Qiao's puzzled look, she quickly explained with a smile: "The dance has not started yet, so I will change it first, and it will be the same when I change it again at night."

Mrs. Qiao nodded, then took An Xia's hand and walked out the door, and said as she walked: "I think the weather outside is just right, we mother and daughter had a good talk in the garden, I didn't mean to say that your brother was here just now Ask you, now that he's gone to work, I'll ask you about that girl."

Since Mrs. Qiao wanted to know, it would be no harm to tell her, so she followed her footsteps to the direction of the garden.

After arriving in the garden, An Xia was not in a hurry to speak, because she knew that Mrs. Qiao would ask her, so she would tell her what she wanted to know, and if she didn't ask, then she wouldn't say anything, anyway, Baby Lan wouldn't be her sister-in-law , why bother to say so much and then let my mother regret it?

Mrs. Qiao sighed first after sitting down, and then asked: "You know the girl your brother likes, right? Then tell me how they met, okay?"

An Xia smiled and began to fall into memories. Of course, it was impossible for her to tell Mrs. Qiao about these memories, so she just said in short: "Mom, she is my good sister and my savior. Without her, I would Maybe he's already dead."

(End of this chapter)