CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Qiao Zhen, standing at the end of the bed, frowned all the time. When he heard him say so, he shook his head and said, "Dad, don't worry, no one will think so."

This is not only a promise, but also a statement. His words ensure Jian Haixi's right to speak in Qiao's family.

At the end of the phone video, Qiao Jing's tired face wiped his face and said hoarsely, "Dad, don't worry about us. We take Haixi as our own child. No one will have other thoughts."

After receiving the call last night, they hurried all night, but they didn't think it was too late. At this time, the father and son sat in the hotel and could only say goodbye to Qiao Qinghe through the video. In addition to being tired, their eyes were also faintly red.

"It's grandpa, you... Don't worry about us." Qiao Lei reddened his eyes and looked at Qiao Qinghe, who was very weak on the screen. Without saying a word, he put his hand over his eyes and wet his fingers with tears.

Qiao Qinghe smiled weakly: "I'm not worried about you two. With these capable children, it's not your turn to worry, just... Xiao Lei..."

Slowly, he looked at Qiao Lei. At the end, he didn't see him. He was always worried about him. He asked: "you're not at home alone. Someone is protecting and spoiling you. You should take care of yourself. Don't let people worry, Ang?"

"Grandpa, I know... I know you can rest assured." Qiao Lei wiped the tears on his face and looked at Qiao Qinghe nodding. He couldn't say a word, but his lips moved, "I'm sorry I didn't get to you..."

"Good boy." Qiao Qinghe couldn't hear but knew what he wanted to say. He smiled kindly. "Grandpa didn't blame you. You're all good. I'm relieved."

When he finished, his eyes turned and tried to look at Joey. After a few breaths, he said, "Niu Niu."

JOYA came over with low tears, and the paper towel in her hand was wet with tears.

Qiao Qinghe touched her head and coaxed, "don't cry... Remember what grandpa told you? Don't always play a child's temper in the future. Talk to your brother Haixi and them more about something, you know?"

"Yes, Grandpa." Qiao Ya answered while crying and grabbed his hand. "Niu Niu will listen to you and will never be capricious again."

"OK..."

Qiao Qinghe nodded, glanced over the faces of the people in the room, and finally looked at George and Jian Haixi: "this family will be handed over to you. We should all be good."

George and Jane nodded with red eyes.

After arranging the aftermath, he was obviously relieved. The whole person's spirit was a little weaker than before. His eyes turned around and there was no focus.

Like a dying candle, it trembled when there was no wind, and the weak flame could not see the light gradually.

The crowd looked worried. Qiaoya quickly shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa..."

Several children couldn't help it. Jian Rui tilted her small mouth and tried to bite her lips to keep her from crying. However, tears rustled down. Gu Xiaomian held her hand while crying and helped her wipe away her endless tears.

Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin stood silent. They didn't cry, but their eyes were red.

I don't know whether it was Qiao Ya's shouts or Qiao Qinghe's aware that he still has unfinished last wishes. He tried to open his eyes, recovered a moment of Qingming in his eyes, and shouted: "Yiyi, Ruirui..."

Jian Rui and Jian Yi hurried forward. Qiao Qinghe seemed unable to open his eyes. He had more air out and less air in. In one sentence, he said intermittently: "be... OK, you two..."

He raised his hand to touch the heads of the two children. His thin palms left the edge of the bed and fell back to the bed before he could touch them.

That sentence did not finish after all.

"Grandpa..."

Qiaoya was stunned and burst into tears. She knelt beside the bed and took qiaoqinghe's hand. George didn't turn his face, wiped his eyes, went to the bed and held her and said, "ya'er, don't cry, don't let Grandpa go restlessly..."

"Brother..." Qiao Ya shook her head against George's arms and took Qiao Qinghe's hand. It seemed that he wouldn't go without loosening it.

Yang Yaru stood at the end of the bed holding Qiao Xiaosi. At this time, Qiao Xiaosi couldn't help crying. Qiao Xiaosi was quiet. Seeing his mother's aunt crying, she struggled with her fat hand to touch Yang Yaru's face and cried with "wow".

The atmosphere of grief weighed heavily on people's hearts. Mo Jue and others stood at the door in silence and sent Qiao Qinghe away in silence.

Mo Xiuqian leaned against Mo Xiulin and covered her face with one hand. Tears had soaked Mo Xiulin's clothes.

Jian Haixi clenched her fist and didn't cry. She looked at Qiao Qinghe who was silent on the bed. She was still talking to her in the morning, but she would never open her eyes to see her and call her "Haixi girl"

"Grandpa..." she finally called him with a low trembling voice, and her body shook twice involuntarily.

Ning Jiwei held her tightly in his arms, looked at the pale man with his eyes closed in his arms, and whispered comfortingly, "the old man is free from disease and pain. This is a blessing."

Jian Haixi still didn't open his eyes, just nodded, choked and couldn't speak.

On that day, they stayed at Qiao's house very late and came to help the next day before dawn.

Qiao Qinghe's funeral lasted several days. Jian Haixi and Ning Jiwei pushed off everything and stayed at Qiao's house most of the time every day, no matter eukins. Yan or Jiang Rumo, they didn't take care of it anymore.

In the past few days, the heavy atmosphere has always enveloped the Qiao family, and everyone is silent. Because of Qiao Qinghe's instructions before leaving, almost George and Jian Haixi have carried out the big and small affairs of the Qiao family.

Three days later, Qiao Qinghe went to a funeral.

It rained continuously for several days. Although it was still overcast today, it didn't rain again. Many people came to see Qiao Qinghe off. Jian Haixi and others were too busy. It was not until on the way back from the cemetery that someone found Qiao Ya missing.

Silent, no one even knows how she disappeared.

George's face was green and he was almost mad. He kept walking around the living room with his hair in one hand.

"Is it really an eventful time..." Yang Yaru stood at the window. She had checked around Qiao's house. On the way back and forth, even the cemetery sent someone to check, but now there is no news back.

They were waiting for news when they heard Jian Haixi shouting upstairs, "ah Zhi, Yaru, come up."

George and Yang Yaru looked at each other and hurried up.

Jian Haixi took them to the bathroom, handed a note on the sink and said, "look at this."

On the note, a few big characters with flying dragons and Phoenix wrote: "ya'er, I'll take it away."

Signed by eukins. Yan.

George frowned and was so angry that he crumpled up the note and threw it into the dustbin.