CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

As soon as Qiao Qinghe said this, Jian Haixi was stunned there.

George, who was on the other side, paused and said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? How nice Jiwei is to Haixi. I can't find the second one."

"Of course I know he is good to Haixi, but..."

Qiao Qinghe gently touched Jian Haixi's head and looked at her with complex eyes, which seemed to contain countless thoughts. "People's life style can't be changed. Ji Wei is too capable, and there are capable people around him. Following such people, he can't be calm all his life."

George and Jane Haixi were silent, and there was only Qiao Qinghe's sigh in the house.

"Haixi girl, Grandpa knows that you love each other and that I'm annoying both inside and outside, but to tell you the truth, Grandpa, I'd rather you just marry an ordinary person and live a mediocre life than worry about this and that every day. Look at how many peaceful lives you have..."

"Grandpa..." Jian Haixi was hoarse and felt the warmth of the generous palm he touched on his head. I don't know how long he thought about this before telling himself. As long as he thought that Qiao Qinghe was worried about her so many times, Jian Haixi felt a sour pain in his heart.

"Don't be too much of an outsider. You think I'm really dazed these years. I don't know anything at home all day. What I see is clear. In recent years, you've been busy one thing after another. How much can you really live an ordinary life? How can grandpa feel better?"

For Qiao Qinghe, he prefers his children to grow up in the sun and be comfortable all their life. Even if he can't do it, he only hopes that they can live and follow their original heart in this life, rather than being taken away by life.

He always wants Jian Haixi to bring the children to Qiao's house more than to let the younger generation run to Mo's house. In fact, he is not jealous of Mo Wanshan, but he is worried that these children will take the same road as Ning Jiwei sooner or later. It's too tired and too bitter

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When Qiaoya got home, qiaoqinghe had fallen asleep, but even if he had fallen asleep, his eyebrows were still tightly frowned, and there were worries and reluctance about them.

Jian Haixi has been with him. He looks at his quiet sleeping face and gently holds his hands. His eyes have been red since Qiao Qinghe said those words, and the tears in his eyes have never disappeared.

George reached out and patted her on the shoulder several times to let her get up and have a rest, but Jane Haixi shook her head gently every time. She came too few times and came to accompany Qiao Qinghe too short. Some time ago, she hardly came because of her discomfort. At this time, she knew how valuable the time she missed.

Later, George stopped calling her. He knew her mind and that it would be better for her to keep Qiao Qinghe at this time.

When Qiaoya entered the door, she saw that the whole room was quiet. Qiaoqinghe on the bed was asleep. No matter how hard it was to hide the fatigue on her face, her tears fell down in an instant.

When Qiao Qinghe talks and laughs with them, he always looks hale and hearty. She doesn't even know when he has become so old and fragile.

"Grandpa..." she shouted in a hoarse voice, but her voice only mumbled in her throat. She didn't dare to quarrel.

JOYA covered her mouth and walked softly to the door until her cry was almost uncontrollable.

George did not know when he had come out of the house and retreated to the door. When he saw Joana coming out, he directly put his hand over her mouth and nose and forcibly took her back to the room.

"Brother, what are you doing? Let me out..."

Qiaoya patted the door hard and cried. It was also here that was far from qiaoqinghe's room that she dared to shout.

She started to screw the door lock, but George was faster, locked it outside neatly, and the inner door had long been damaged by him. He had prepared early to trap Joey.

"Qiaoya, if you still want this family to be good, just stay in it!" he said calmly. Because of qiaoqinghe, he was not in the slightest mood to listen to her nonsense at the moment. He just slapped her on the door and shouted, "if you die, you have to die at home!"

George's voice outside the door was bleak, which JOYA had never heard before. Frightened by his great slap, she suddenly stopped crying and let her tears flow down silently, but she was stunned and couldn't make any sound.

She froze and fell down the door to the ground.

Eukins. Yan is right. As long as she comes back, the family will no longer believe her and will not let her out again.

But he was wrong about one thing, that is, Qiao Qinghe's really dying.

Qiao Ya leaned against the door, buried her face in her knees and cried in a low voice. At the moment, she was very hopeful that all this was a fraud. The family was cheating her back. Qiao Qinghe was in good health and had nothing to do.

"Grandpa..." Qiaoya sobbed, out of breath, and across the door, no one in the Qiao family could comfort her.

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Jian Haixi stayed at Qiao's house until the evening. Ning Jiwei came with the children.

On weekdays, a group of children are more noisy than anyone. Today, they are too quiet and clever. I don't know if children are born sharp. Even Qiao Xiaosi is quiet today. He just lies in the arms of adults and looks around with round eyes.

Ning Jiwei went upstairs first. Jian Haixi was still lying by the bed. When he saw him, his sour eyes blinked, and the tears at the bottom of his eyes became more obvious.

She didn't speak, but Ning Jiwei knew she was calling him in her heart. He frowned and took her in his arms. Looking at her, his eyes were full of heartache. His warm palm slowly rubbed her back and silently accompanied her behind her without saying a word.

Several children downstairs sat quietly. No one spoke or moved. Just I don't know when Jian Rui is no longer in the living room.

She bowed her head and walked up the stairs. She was fine, but now her eyes were red. Instead of going to Qiao Qinghe, she went to Qiao Ya's room. Across the door, she heard Qiao Ya's low cry.

"Aunt Meiya." Jianrui's eyes were red and whispered to her.

JOYA was stunned and suddenly raised her head. Then she realized that she had been sitting on the ground and forgot to get up.

She turned her head outside the door and said, "Ruirui?"

Because she had been crying, she had a hoarse throat and could hardly speak.

"Aunt Meiya." Jianrui's voice also had a strong cry. She stroked the door panel with one hand and couldn't help sobbing, "don't you want us? Don't you want Grandpa, Uncle George, Xiao Si, or ruiruirui?"

Qiaoya was stunned. The tears that had just stopped suddenly fell down again, shook her head and choked: "ruiruirui is not. My aunt never wanted you, never..."