In Love With The Fake Bride

Qiao Moli was in the limelight for a while, and even the magazines with his personal photos were sold out

Just after everyone's life had calmed down for a period of time, more explosive news came out from insiders.

I heard that President Qiao's premature son did not die...

I heard that it was secretly hidden by Mr. Qiao, the old head of the Qiao family...

I heard that because of having a son, Qiao Moli changed from the grief of losing his wife, turned grief and anger into strength, stood up again, took over the position of president, and vowed to bring Qiao's to another new level...

Of course, these are gossips passed on by word of mouth, and there is absolutely no guarantee of its authenticity.

However, when the new shareholders' meeting of the Qiao Group was held, the first thing announced to the public was the news that shocked the whole city: Starting today, Qiao Mochen's authority to manage the Qiao Group will be taken back, and everything will be handed over to the president Qiao Mochen. Mo Li decided to deal with it.

The first to get this news was naturally the well-informed media. They came quickly and waited quietly at the door of Qiao's Group, rushing to get first-hand information.

Time passed little by little while the media people waited. Finally, Qiao Moli's car stopped slowly, and Chengde opened the door. Wearing a black suit and straight legs, he strode into the Qiao's Building.

His eyes were bright, and he looked ahead coldly, as if he didn't see the reporter next to him. It made me dare not take a step forward.

The various media who were anxious to get the first-hand information didn't care so much, they rushed forward, fearing to miss the opportunity, all kinds of long guns and short cannons instantly surrounded Qiao Moli.

At this time, they are not afraid of losing their heads.

"President Qiao, I heard that you took back the position of CEO of Qiao Group?"

"Mr. Qiao, what do you think of the fact that you suddenly resigned some time ago and now you are back in power?"

"President Qiao, I heard that you and your wife and son are still alive? Can you let us have a look at the baby."

"President Qiao, please briefly talk about the future of the Qiao Group, how should it go? How will it be implemented step by step?"

Qiao Moli turned around proudly, ignoring the long guns and short cannons stretched out by the reporters opposite, lightly opened her thin lips, and said indifferently, "The president of the Qiao Group has never been changed, it has always been me. Also, If anyone catches rumors and reports indiscriminately, they must be prepared to bear the consequences."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Moli walked into Qiao's Group step by step with her long legs.

Seeing his desolate and arrogant figure, the media reporters present changed from the hustle and bustle in the past, looked at each other silently, quickly packed their things, and left Qiao's group quietly one by one.

The Qiao family covered the sky with one hand in Xuancheng, and it was too easy to kill a person. No one would take the initiative to hit the muzzle of a gun.

The turmoil that originally aroused the curiosity of the whole people quickly calmed down.

Without the deliberate guidance of the media, the people of Xuancheng gradually forgot about these wealthy gossips, and they still run from five to nine every day to make a living.

The only one who was worried about this was Qiao Mochen, who had been the president for a short time, and then was kicked out by Qiao Moli.

His woman disappeared without a trace, and the most important power disappeared in an instant.

How could this huge gap not make Qiao Mochen curse and hate again and again.

He never thought that Qiao Moli, who was originally disheartened, would suddenly use his trump card to find out that he had embezzled the Qiao Group's public funds, and he would be kicked out without any effort.

In just one night, he changed from a well-dressed acting president to a downcast that no one could avoid.

Qiao Mochen was not reconciled, he drove to the villa area where Qiao Zhenyu lived, hoping that his grandpa could help him one last time.

However, when Qiao Mochen drove the car to the place, it was grandfather Qiao Zhenyu's personal butler who greeted him, "Second young master, the master has already ordered you to keep out of the door if you come."

Qiao Mochen was angry, but he knew that his grandfather's temper was even more stubborn than Qiao Moli, so he left bitterly.

Qiao Moli, just wait, one day, what you took away from me, I will return to you a thousand times!

He cursed again and again in his heart, but Qiao Mochen couldn't do anything about the situation in front of him.

Qiao Moli has all the evidence of his misappropriation of public funds. Once he does something, he will be imprisoned immediately.

it is good! Qiao Moli, let's wait and see!

Qiao Zhenyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Qiao Mochen drive away with regret.

It's not that he is partial to the two grandchildren he raised, but Qiao Mochen is really too unmotivated. If Qiao's family is handed over to him, it won't take long before he will be defeated.

A few days ago, when Qiao Moli came over with all kinds of evidence of Qiao Mochen's corruption, as a grandfather, he could only let Qiao Moli temporarily suppress the matter.

After all, he is his own grandson, so even if he fails to live up to expectations, he cannot kill them all.

However, as for Qiao Mochen's future path, only time will be left.

I hope that after this lesson, he will know how to restrain himself, otherwise, if he creates another mess, even he cannot guarantee that he will be able to save him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhenyu left the floor-to-ceiling window without any strength, and slowly sat down on the rocking chair.

He is old, and he no longer has the ambition to open up new territories, and all he thinks about is making fun of his grandchildren.

However, since he sent the child away, Qiao Moli, a cruel guy, really never allowed him to see him again.

I heard that Qiao Moli even named the child Siluo, hehe, Siluo.

If that woman Yan Xiluo hadn't fallen into the sea and died, perhaps the situation today would be very different, right?

"Oh," Qiao Zhenyu sighed lightly, and buried his old face in the rocking chair. Maybe, he was really wrong?

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Five years later……

Hampton Court Palace, London, England.

Hampton Court Palace, built of red brick walls, is known as the "Versailles of England" and is a model of the British Tudor crown.

Its unique historical charm of the palace and garden art style have become a cultural and historical attraction that cannot be missed in London, and a palace for artists.

At this time, the top art masters from all over the world are gathering together, and are trying their best to compete for the crown of the design industry.

After a fierce competition, the competition finally reached the most exciting moment, and the winner of the gold medal will be announced soon.

The media reporters present were already gearing up, typing countless drafts in their hearts, scrambling to pass on the first-hand information about the award.

The host came to the stage gracefully, and with a pure London accent, announced the results of the design competition loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, I would like to thank all the artists who came to participate. I am honored to be able to announce the results of this competition." The final winner. That is, Ms. Yan from the mysterious and ancient East—China."