Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

“……”

Ning Qiao hesitated and nodded.

She knows what Donglan Cang means, but what's the difference between letting others do it and what she does herself? People die because of her anyway.

"Joe, remember, our Donglan family has come to this day, not because of kindness or tenderness. No family in this world is linked to these words. Those things are not needed. Do you understand?"

East Lancang road.

She has never received the education of Donglan family, but she can understand that this is a cruel world just by what she sees in Donglan family these days.

Everyone here is a successful elite in the outside world, but their humanity

"Well, I see. Grandpa, don't worry. I'll remember your teachings and won't humiliate the Donglan family."

She made a specious remark.

Remember, it doesn't mean you will do what donglancang said.

"That's good." Donglan Cang nodded with satisfaction: "I believe you and Yu shaomo will manage the company well, as well as your father. I will continue to send people to check. If there is any news, I will inform you."

Yu shaomo's people have never stopped looking for ran Guotao, but there has been no news. Grandpa's people have no harvest. Ran Guotao seems to have disappeared from the earth.

"Yes." Ning Qiao smiled, paused and said, "Grandpa, after I leave, you should take good care of your health. Don't always worry too much."

"Don't worry. You don't have to worry about these things. I told you earlier. You'll come back to see me after a while." East Lancang road.

Donglan family has rules. Every once in a while, the managers of the company will come back and report to the owner.

"That's true." Ningqiao smiled.

"Well, go back quickly. You have to go. There should be a lot of things to prepare." East LAN Cang looked at her and said.

"I have nothing to prepare. We don't have any luggage when we come. I'll sit with you for a while." Ning Qiao smiled and said.

She had always wanted to leave before, but when it was time to leave, she was reluctant to give up the old man in front of her.

"Even if you sit here with me until tomorrow, you still have to leave. All right, go and prepare early and come back early."

East LAN Cang smiled.

"All right." Ning Qiao nodded, stood up and said, "then I'll go back first. Grandpa, take care. I'll come back to see you."

"OK, I'll you back." East Lancang kindly tunnel.

……

Leaving the pavilion, uncle Fu, waiting at the end of the corridor, bowed his head respectfully: "young lady, have a nice trip."

"Thank you." Ning Qiaoqiao nodded, turned his head and looked at the old man sitting in the pavilion, took back his sight and said, "Uncle Fu, Grandpa will be taken care of by you. When he is old, you must pay more attention."

"Don't worry, young lady. These are what we should do. I promise with my life that I will take good care of the owner." Uncle Fu said.

"Yes." Ning Qiao nodded, paused and said, "Uncle Fu, you too. Don't patronize the things of Donglan's family. You should take care of your health."

"Thank you for your little concern. You too. I hope to see you back as soon as possible."

Uncle Fu respectfully.

On the way back, Ning Qiao looked at the surrounding garden and suddenly thought, who will be the next owner after grandpa?

Is it Donglan Jin?

Or donglanqing?

Or Donglan spirit?

But no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with her. She finally wants to stay away from these intrigues. To think about it from another angle, it's better to manage Donglan's company than to stay here and plot with all kinds of people, isn't it?

Ning Qiaoqiao really has nothing to take. Besides Yu shaomo and his men, Jing Yue and Joshua are accompanied.

Jingyue naturally won't show up, but he said two days ago that he would follow her on board. He knew that his duty was to protect her, and Ning Qiaoqiao didn't refuse.

"It's over to be fair to you?"

Yu shaomo stood in the garden, saw her come in and held out his hand to her.

Everyone is ready to go, just waiting for her to come back.

"Yes."

Ning Qiaoqiao walked over, put his hand on his palm, was held by Yu shaomo, looked around and said, "is everyone here?"

"It's just you."

Yu shaomo said.

"Second young grandma, Miss Qihe is here." A bodyguard said.

Ning Qiao turned his head and saw Qi he come in from the gate, followed by a maid carrying a box.

"Little Miss, Mr. Yu." Chiho greeted them with a smile.

"Hi."

Ning Qiao smiled: "are you ready?"

"Well, my luggage has been packed. I came to meet you and go to the wharf together." With that, Qi He turned his head and motioned behind him and said, "this is my maid. Go with me this time."

The maid often appears next to Qi He. She should be her close person. It's not surprising that Qi He wants to take her away.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't say anything, but there was a light laugh: "Miss Qihe is so beautiful today, light pink, tut tut tut... If I remember correctly, your husband has only died a few days. I can't wait to wear so gorgeous. Aren't you afraid to leave something to others?"

It can be heard that Joshua is very targeted at Qihe. In fact, the color of Qihe's clothes today is not gorgeous. Of course, compared with the black skirt she has been wearing a few days ago, the color is brighter, but it's really harsh to talk to a woman whose husband has just died.

Qi He bit his lip, his face turned red and white, and there was no reply.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Ninjo stared at Joshua, who shrugged indifferently.

Obviously, I used to take the high and cold route, but now I lose my memory, like a hooligan.

Ning Qiao gave him a white look and said, "well, since everyone has arrived, let's go."

……

A group of people left the castle and walked towards the gate.

Walking to the door, I saw donglanjin and several cars waiting outside the door. I saw them coming, and their expression was a little subtle.

"Joe, Grandpa sent me to take you away." Donglan Jindao.

When she came, she was forcibly brought by Donglan Jin. When she left, Donglan Cang sent her. I really don't know what evil fate this is.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the cars: "cousin, are these cars OK?"

"No." Donglan Jindao.

"Should that ship be all right?" She added.

Donglan Jin narrowed his eyes: "Qiao Qiao, what do you mean by that?"

"Literally." Ning Qiaoqiao smiled: "after all, I cherish my life. Besides, there are so many of us. Cousin, we all know that you hate me. I'm afraid you'll kill me directly."