CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

In the next few days, Qiaoya was either finishing her design or discussing the studio with Liao Huanyan. She sometimes urged Jian Haixi to write a script. In her busy days, she gradually forgot her accidental encounter with Su rian.

As Jian Haixi said, since the other party said she didn't know someone, she should recognize the wrong person.

Compared with a long life, an occasional episode of a few minutes is too small and unimportant.

I just don't know why, when she was sitting at her desk and drawing carefully, the naughty wind outside the window blew her manuscript and lifted the tip of her hair, the elegant and gentle figure always suddenly appeared in front of her.

The Qiao family has noticed one thing recently, that is, Qiao Ya seems to have become very fond of listening to piano music recently.

No matter when drawing or modifying the design, there is always soothing music in her room.

George heard it several times and made fun of her: "you've eaten too much fish and meat. It's a small dish of porridge instead, sister. Are you tired of rap?"

Qiao Ya was sitting at her desk drawing pictures. She didn't look back when she heard the speech. She hummed, "what do you know? No matter what kind of music is art, what I listen to is not songs, but noble art!"

"Well, I used it badly when I picked up girls in high school." George paused the music and shook a concert ticket in front of her. "Here, I know you like it. I prepared a gift for you."

"Oh, what? I'm drawing. You're blocking my light!" said JOYA angrily, pushing away his hand. "What can you prepare for me?"

George paused, glanced at the door and asked for help. A figure hiding behind the wall in the corridor made a mouth at him and waved to him.

George squinted and tried to identify the mouth shape of his mother. However, he had not learned lip language and could only vaguely understand the last few words.

"Hmm?" she didn't hear a sound for a long time. JOYA turned her head and looked at George. "What are you going to do, brother?"

When she turned her head, the people outside the door immediately withdrew.

George was absorbed in remembering Yan Mei's words. He was frightened by her voice and immediately forgot them all.

"Ha, yes, what?" George twitched at the corners of his mouth and looked at Joana with wide eyes. The smile on his face became more and more embarrassed.

JOYA squinted and frowned at him, and her eyes became more and more suspicious.

Being stared at by her eyes, George felt a faint chill on his back. His eyes turned around, glanced at the ticket in his hand, and the line in his mind that was frightened by Joey was immediately reconnected.

"Concert!" he patted his palm.

After shouting, he nodded solemnly and repeated: "yes, yes, it's a concert! Don't you like listening to piano music recently? This is who... Who is it?"

He grabbed the hair on the back of his head. The frown became tighter and tighter. Fucking foreigners think the longer the name, the worse? Why are names so difficult to remember.

Qiao Yawei sighed and looked at her brother's gradually empty eyes. She couldn't help but feel pity. She opened her mouth to interrupt him, but George suddenly patted the table and shouted, "Joan Maggie Joe Jamie."

"Remember, it's him!" he said excitedly. "Sister, this is his rare world tour. I see you like to get tickets for you. You have to accept this."

He slapped a ticket on the table.

With a sigh, Qiao Ya held her forehead with one hand, and the other hand took out the ticket from his hand and shook it in front of him: "brother, I can see these words clearly. The person you said is a movie star..."

The long list of names swayed twice before George's eyes, and there was not a word in it as he had just said.

"Ha ha..." George laughed twice and began to pave steps for himself. "I didn't see clearly, but these little things are not important. Just go and relax. Besides, don't think I can't see it. You're obviously in a bad mood recently."

Qiaoya was stunned. She worked and rested normally every day, and made jokes with her friends. She thought she had completely forgotten what happened before and a few days ago. Was it so obvious?

George touched her hair and suddenly looked like a brother: "if you can't forget the unhappy facts, change your surroundings first and relax yourself."

Hearing the speech, Qiao Yawei hung her head, pulled the ticket in her hand and tightened it gradually

When JOYA got out of the door, the two people in the room looked at the car and breathed out at the same time.

"Mom, can you do this...?" George was still worried.

"Why not!" Yan Mei glanced at him, took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll ask if the other party has gone?"

George sighed and turned to go upstairs. His mother now began to play agent for her sister's marriage. He just cooperated. Although he was sorry for Qiaoya, he really can't blame him. Who can withstand Yan Mei's spiritual attack all afternoon.

Just... I believe Joey will understand him. George nodded and forgave himself for Joey.

In the living room.

"Hello? How's your side? Has Xiao Qiu gone out?" it may be that the agent is used to it. Even if there is no one in the room at the moment, Yan Mei still covers her mouth and makes a low voice when she calls.

"Go, don't worry, where's ya'er?" the voice from the receiver was smiling.

"I saw her go out of the door and there would be no mistake!" Yan Mei smiled with wrinkles. "Their tickets are even seated. Xiao Qiu's child looks good and has a good character. They have absolutely no problem."

"Ha ha, ha ha, that's it." the smiling man and the two talked about which club to go to for beauty treatment next time.

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In the afternoon, outside the concert.

When JOYA arrived, the rest of the audience were also in sparse admission. There were several ticket gates. She chose the one closest to herself and walked to line up.

A few ticket gates apart, some noise came faintly.

Su ri'an took the guide dog and handed his ticket to the security guard: "look, I bought a ticket."

The security guard did not look, frowned and pulled his arm: "our guide dog can't enter here."

"Well... Can I go in? But I may have to wait a while until I send it back..." Su RI settled down and still discussed with him in a good temper.

"Are you bored?" the security guard stared at him and said impatiently, "I'll tell you straight. Even without the dog, you can't get in. Besides, when you come back, the performance has already started. Who has the time to stay here and wait for you alone?"

Su ri'an frowned slightly, but he still had a good voice and good airway: "can you please..."

Before he finished, the security guard directly waved his hand and pushed him out for two steps. He was pushed by an external force and staggered twice before he could stand firm.

"If you don't go in, others have to go in. Take your dog to the side. Don't stand in the way here."

Su ri'an stood abruptly two steps away from the crowd. He was in the same sunshine with those people, but he didn't feel the same warmth. The guide dog followed him, stared at all this, gave a low roar and stopped moving.

He bowed his head and held the traction rope tight and tight.

When she heard the quarrel, she glanced at it, but she was stunned when she saw the figure.

Su ri'an