Reborn Wife's Revenge

Chen Qian's face with a smile, the mood at the moment some bitter sweet, "thank you Aohan brother."

"You're welcome. Let's eat first. If you have anything to say, you can say it slowly." Zhao Ao cold down sitting opposite Chen Qian, Chen Qian eyes only Zhao Ao Han.

When she saw that today's dishes were all her favorite dishes, she felt a sweetness in her heart.

"I really feel like a dream, brother Aohan. You know, I've been waiting for this day for several years." Chen Qian saw Zhao Aohan when she was 16 or 17 years old. At that time, her impression of a serious and serious young man almost made her fall in love at first sight.

From then on, I wanted to touch him all the time.

Later, she learned that Zhao Aohan had entered the military region. She also gave up her favorite art path and entered the military region directly.

No matter how hard she trains, she can hold on.

Especially see Zhao Aohan more and more excellent, she never dare to be lazy, just hope to be able to share with him.

Her father's general manager, coupled with her own efforts, is not a big problem.

The real problem is that the more Zhao Aohan grows up, the more alienated she becomes.

It has always been her initiative. Before she took the initiative, she could still get Zhao Aohan's response. Even if she took the initiative again, Zhao Aohan simply did not have a response.

After hearing this, Zhao Aohan said with a faint smile, "try it. I heard that you like al's wine. I specially sent it here."

"Really..." Chen Qian's face with a smile, light sip, "very good to drink."

"Just drink well." Zhao Aohan finished and began to move the knife and fork.

There was silence again at the dinner table. Chen Qian, as usual, liked to take the initiative to talk and stir up topics.

Zhao Aohan used to be stuffy and silent, but now he still nods with a smile and answers from time to time.

Chen Qian is satisfied with such a change.

When the meal was almost finished, Chen Qian always felt a little heavy and shook her head to keep herself awake.

Maybe it's because she drank one more cup....

it's just that Chen Qian's drinking capacity is good at ordinary times. Today, it may be because she is happy and easily intoxicated.

This meeting Zhao Aohan put down the knife and fork in his hand, took the napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth gently, "Chen Qian, is there something your father didn't tell you?"

"What did Aohan say?" Chen Qian looks at Zhao Aohan in doubt and pats her hot face. Her whole body is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhao Aohan's mouth was filled with a smile, "my relationship with you, your father is my uncle, you are my cousin. My mother is your aunt

"Brother Aohan, what are you talking about?" Chen Qian was surprised to look at him, "Aohan brother, my father has never had a sister, what's wrong with you, suddenly say such words."

"That's because more than 20 years ago, my mother died of dystocia." Zhao Aohan's eyes with a trace of cold, "why do you think your father wants to take me in?"

"You like me for so many years, don't you think why I don't want to touch you?"

Zhao Aohan stood up and walked toward Chen Qian. Chen Qian's eyes began to blur. "Originally, I would not say this, but if I told a dead man, it would be OK."

"Aohan brother, you..." Chen Qian realized that something was wrong. It was not that she was drunk, but that there was something wrong with the wine. At the moment, she looked at him in a panic, "what do you want to do? Even if I'm your cousin, I have the right to like someone