Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Sure enough, there are no traitors or businessmen. Yu shaomo's brain turns much faster than her.

"This..."

Dr. Song looked at them with complicated eyes.

"You don't have to worry. Taking you out doesn't mean that you have to be with us all your life. You can still do what you like, study medicine and help the world. Moreover, if you want to do experiments, Yu shaomo also has the money to provide you with those things. You just need to tell us if you want to go with us?"

Ningqiao said.

Dr. Song hesitated and nodded solemnly, "OK! I'll go with you! "

In fact, Dr. Song had planned to take care of Ning Qiaoqiao all the time before, which was not against his original intention to be loyal to the Donglan family. It was only because Ning Qiaoqiao's identity was a secret. He had stayed with her for two years and had to go back to the Donglan family before he had to leave.

"That's good!" Ning Qiao smiled and said, "I've just come back. It's not appropriate to leave now. I'll talk to my grandfather in two days."

"Why, second young grandma, don't you like it here at all?" Dr. Song said.

Ning Qiao shook his head and told the truth, "I just want to go home."

Dr. Song sighed: "in the past, I just thought you and Mo Shao could live a comfortable and stable life together. Even if you didn't know your life experience, at least you didn't have to contact these intrigues, but I didn't expect to escape."

The big play in the Donglan family is more than just "intrigue". Dr. Song used this word to describe them as beautifying.

"Buckle."

There were three light clicks on the door.

Ning Qiao turned his head and looked at the door. Doctor Song said, "come in."

"Young lady, the master invited you to dinner." A maid opened the door and stood at the door respectfully.

"I see." Ning Qiao answered, turned to Yu shaomo and said, "let's go and see doctor song again tomorrow."

"Young lady, the master only asks you to go there alone." The maid said.

"Just me?" Ning Qiao frowned, turned and looked at Yu shaomo in surprise.

Grandpa asked the same thing as in the morning.

But she came with Yu shaomo, and grandpa knew her relationship with Yu shaomo. Even if he wanted to have dinner with her alone in the morning, he wouldn't have seen Yu shaomo until now.

"Since your grandfather calls you, go. I'll talk to Dr. Song again." Yu shaomo's lofty handsome face was very calm, but there was no response.

Ning Qiao frowned and said, "I'll be back in a minute."

Then she turned and walked towards the door, looked at the maid and said, "lead the way."

When he came to the restaurant where he had dinner in the morning, Ning Qiaoqiao walked over and saw Dong Lancang sitting in the morning, with steaming exquisite dishes on the table in front of him.

"Here comes Joe. Come and sit down."

East LAN Cang looked at her kindly.

Ning Qiaoqiao walked over and sat down. Dong Lancang motioned and said, "I heard you grew up in China, so I asked them to cook Chinese food and see if you like it?"

The food on this table is full of color, flavor and delicacies, and the nutrition is very comprehensive.

Moreover, such a large table of dishes, not to mention that there are only two of them, is still an old man and a woman, even if there are two strong men, they may not be able to finish it.

"Grandpa, since we have dinner, we might as well call Yu shaomo, my husband. I want you to meet him." Ningqiao said.

"Hey, Joe, you're back this time. I don't want to see those irrelevant people." East Lancang road.

"Grandpa, Yu shaomo is not irrelevant! He is my husband! " Ningqiao suddenly frowned.

She doesn't feel it. Donglancang doesn't seem to like Yu shaomo, although she doesn't know the reason.

"I know he is your husband. You don't have to be so excited. What is he? He doesn't deserve you!" Donglancang is a little unhappy.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and returned to his mind with some helplessness: "Grandpa, that's because you don't know Yu shaomo. He is smart and capable!"

"Well, when you're a grandfather, I haven't seen anyone in the market? That is, you have married him now. If we find you earlier, whether he can be my grandson-in-law is still not necessary! " Donglancang disdained the tunnel.

So grandpa doesn't like Yu shaomo. Is that why?

Ning Qiaoqiao sighed helplessly and said, "but we are all married now. Grandpa, do you always want to see him?"

"Now I just want to get along well with my lost granddaughter. I'm not in a hurry to see him. Besides, he put it aside in advance and has more important things to do." Donglan Cang said.

"What's up?" Ningqiao asked suspiciously.

"Master, Mr. Qing, Mr. Ling and Mr. Ling are here."

Just then, the maid came to the tunnel respectfully.

"Let them in." East Lancang road.

"Yes." The maid respectfully withdrew.

"Here comes what you want to know." Donglan Cang said to her mysteriously.

Ning Qiao had a flash of doubt in his eyes and turned to look at the door. He saw three middle-aged men of the same age come in turn.

Among them, she knew Dong Lanqing who walked in the front. She had never seen the man in the middle. She had also seen the man who walked a little shorter at the end. That was the man who rushed to help Dong Lancang in the hall that day.

"Father."

Several people stood at the table respectfully.

"Sit down."

Donglan vigorously waved his hand.

With permission, several people sat down next to each other in turn.

It turned out that there were more than two of them at dinner today. No wonder there was such a big table of dishes. They obviously wanted to discuss something. Ning Qiaoqiao sat in a chair, holding a tea cup and staring at the water in the cup.

"Joe, on the day you come back, your uncle hasn't had a chance to ask you. Are you still used to living?" Donglanqing smiled and said to her.

"Very good." Ningqiao looked up and smiled at him.

"It's humid here. If you're not used to living here, tell the maid and ask them to prepare again. Since you're back at home, you're welcome, you know?" Donglanqing said.

It has to be said that donglanqing's position is indeed higher than donglanjin. Ning Qiaoqiao almost has the illusion that he has a good relationship with donglanqing.

"Well, I know." Ningqiao smiled.

"Joe, you already know ah Qing. You don't know these two yet. They are also your uncles." Donglan's old voice was more dignified than before.

"Your name is Qiao Qiao. We should have met yesterday. It's a pity that I didn't come back yesterday. We met today. I'm donglanling and donglanqing is my second brother, so I'm your big uncle."

The middle-aged man who was fresh in ningqiao's eyes introduced himself to her, and his smiling expression was very appropriate.

There is a scar on his face, from eyebrow bone to sideburns, which is not ferocious, but very conspicuous.