Honey Marriage: Mr.Yuan spoils deeply

Qiao annuan didn't know what yuan Tianqing was up to. She looked up and said, "he sent it?"

The female employee covered her lips and began to smile. Her eyes were bright and innocent: "yes, in addition to Mr. Song, who is so devoted to you?"

Qiao annuan looks at the young girl who has just graduated. She still has a beautiful vision of the world. Suddenly she can't remember what she looked like when she just graduated from university.

It's only three or four years since Ming Dynasty. I can't remember all of them.

"You don't know yet!" Excited, the female employee scratched with her mobile phone, as if looking for something.

Qiao annuan turned his head and saw that it was going to be dark. It should be time to get off work, but seeing the girl so enthusiastic, he couldn't say no.

"Just now you were away, Xiao Li from the business department went to GM to talk about a new case, and then took this picture!"

GM building, a whole LED screen, Yuan Tianqing and Qiao an warm Engagement Wedding Banquet exchange ring freeze frame picture has been hanging on it, above has been rolling: "the one."

"Now the company is crazy, there is no one who does not envy you!"

"Speak ill of me again?" Yuan Tianqing didn't know when to come. Zheng Yao was following him with an embarrassed look on her face. She thought she wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare to stop him, so she let him enter Qiao's house in such a swagger.

"Mr. Song takes Qiao's family as his home now. He can come and go as he likes." Qiao annuan's tone was sour, but her eyes were warm. The man didn't pick up her fork. He stepped over with his long legs and took Qiao annuan's slender hand.

"Come on, go home."

"Do you blame me for not fighting for the death penalty for Qiao Zhong?" Today, I left late, missed the evening peak, and the traffic flow on the road was thin. Yuan Tianqing took Qiao annuan and drove slowly. When Qiao annuan was sleepy, he asked questions.

"Why do you think so?" Qiao an warm smile, she never thought that Qiao Zhong must die, he has done so many bad things, death is relief, she does not want to let him free.

I don't want to let my parents know. I'm very disappointed with her only daughter.

"I thought you'd hate Qiao Zhong. That's how you feel." While driving, Yuan Tianqing puts his other hand on Qiao an's warm thigh. The delicate texture of the woman's skin makes him feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"I think the same as you, living is the most painful, a person like him, imprisoned in a side of the world, he will be crazy."

Two people know a smile, long speechless.

The car hasn't turned into the villa area. At the entrance, I saw Xiao Zhao in the guard room arguing with an old man. Qiao annuan motioned yuan Tianqing to stop the car: "you stop first, I want to see the situation."

The old man is already very old. His disheveled gray hair, homemade calico shirt and jacket are obviously in financial difficulties, which are incompatible with this magnificent villa.

"Old man, look what this place is. It's a rich area with hundreds of thousands of square meters!" Xiao Zhao should have been entangled with the old man for a long time, and his tone was already a little impatient.

"I really can't help you convey the information to the owner you are looking for. You go. This is not the place you should come to!"

The old man's voice brought a little cry. Tears fell from her wrinkled face. She knelt down to Xiao Zhao with a splash: "good hearted man, please help me find Miss Qiao. I have such a wish in my life, please!"

Xiao Zhao looked disgusted and pulled his trousers out of the old man's hand: "I said no, I just can't. You can see what identity Miss Qiao is."

Qiao an Nuan seemed to have a feeling for a moment. She walked forward silently. Xiao Zhao thought that she had collided with her and scratched her hair. She said, "Miss Qiao, today I really let you see the joke. The old man said that I must find you. I really don't have the authority."

The old man immediately turned to look at Qiao annuan and wept with joy. He held the canvas bag on his arm and said, "are you, are you Qiao annuan?"

Joanne was warm and compassionate, and said softly, "I am. What can I do for you?"

The old man smeared a few handfuls on his face, sobbed and said, "can I see your parents? I have found many places and said that they are not alive. They are good people. How can they? I don't believe it, so I came to you

Hearing the words "parents", Joan's pupils suddenly contracted, and then showed a gloomy look: "what they said is true, my parents - they have been gone for three years."

"No way!" The old man exclaimed, "they are the best people!"

"In this way, you can get in the car first and talk in the car." Joan wrapped up her coat silently. It was still very cold outside. She didn't like the dry, wet and cold weather very much. She couldn't bear the thin clothes of the old man in front of her.

The old man rubbed his hands, blushed and stammered: "can I really? Your car looks so luxurious. I dare not ride it. "

After Qiao annuan's repeated persuasion, the old man finally wanted to get into the car. She still had tears in her eyes and sighed: "Zhong'er was born in October when I was pregnant, but my family was poor at that time. When old Mr. Qiao visited our village to help the poor, he just knew my difficulties and took Zhong'er home."

At that time, Qiao annuan's grandfather had no children and his wife had nothing for many years. He didn't mind having an adopted son.

Qiao Zheng is three years younger than Qiao Zhong. It should be shortly after Qiao Zhong was received by Qiao's family that Qiao Zheng was born.

Qiao an warm in the heart a surprised, suddenly a little can't accept this fact, the so-called uncle, unexpectedly isn't father's own brother?!

"After many years, I didn't see Zhong'er again. This time I went to the city, I just wanted to see Zhong'er again." The old man gave a wry smile: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I can't live long. Now my only wish is to meet my little son."

Name as clear as noonday, the old man as like as two peas in his left face, Qiao Zhong's own name, which is a wrinkled and yellowed birth certificate, is exactly the same as that of his left face.

"It's not that I don't want you to see --"

The old man's expectant eyes were shining at Qiao annuan, as if expecting her.

"If he's in jail now, would you like to see his mother?"

"How can it be, Zhong'er? How can Zhong'er go to jail?" A mother's heart was immediately torn in two by this sentence, and the old man's tears fell down like broken beads.

Yuan Tianqing silently handed Qiao annuan some paper towels, and Qiao annuan handed them to her mother-in-law: "don't cry, he always feels guilty for his grandfather's failure to leave his big head of property to him."

"My uncle, he and I are not willing to be assigned to only one hardware store, so they conspire --" Qiao an clenched his teeth and told the truth: "they conspired to kill my father and my mother, and finally took over the company with my aunt, but now he is in prison."