At the same time, Duan Zhai.

"Mr. Duan, there is news from the crystal market. Luo Xiaojing has just left, and she is accompanied by a man."

In front of the desk, Qiao looked at Duan Zhenghao from time to time. He had watched the replay of the sculpture contest three times: "it seems that he noticed it. After visiting three houses, he was not browsing."

Duan zhenghaoding's eyes are tightly wrinkled on the screen. Luo Xiaojing's rapid rough drawing and cutting on the material makes him unable to move his eyes. It's too similar, and it's almost the same as Luo Rou's technique.

Look at Duan Qingyan again

Surprise light slowly dim, Duan Zhenghao admitted that Duan Qingyan's carving skills are not inferior to the old sculptor, but what he wants is always Luorou's sculptor.

"Mr. Duan."

"Ah?" As soon as Joe opened his mouth and called him, he regained his mind. When the playback was turned off, he just sat down and said, "where did you just say that?"

"Luo Xiaojing seems to be aware of it."

Duan Zhenghao's face showed displeasure: "don't you tell those merchants to send them as they please?"

It means that Qiao generation Duan Zhenghao passed it on, and Qiao didn't mention it.

"Take all of them?"

"I've received three. Now I should be sending them to jingsongfang..."

Before he finished, Joe's cell phone rang. After he picked it up, his face changed. Well, after a few calls, he closed the line.

"Mr. Duan, the crystal chosen by Luo Xiaojing among the three merchants was rejected."

"How can the child..." Duan Zhenghao slapped the table, "I don't know how to change it at all."

Duan Zhenghao didn't sleep well for several days after the hospital ward broke up in a row. He was annoyed that Luo Xiaojing didn't consider his position, and even thought about her arrogance and ignorance. However, after thinking about it, Luo Xiaojing became what she is now, and he was responsible for it.

So he made a gesture, secretly give some help, crystal market is owned by Duan, Luo Xiaojing sooner or later will see his good intentions, make some compromise.

But in the twinkling of an eye, Luo Xiaojing as garbage, mercilessly lost.

"Mr. Duan, I always feel that Luo Xiaojing is not your daughter." Joe naturally missed the opportunity to stir up the flames. "If it's not true and the first lady knows it again, your position will be too embarrassing."

"I know." He has been procrastinating in the DNA paternity test. In fact, he is not firm. I'm afraid there is a little possibility that Luo Xiaojing is not his daughter.

"The other side of luoxiaojing..."

Duan Zhenghao interrupted him: "I know it."

With that, he thought of something, staring at Joe and asked: "Joe, how long have you been with me?"

Qiao Yizheng: "ten years, Mr. Duan."

"What have I done to you these ten years?"

"Without Mr. Duan, there would be no me now."

Duan Zhenghao nodded, eyes suddenly a Li: "then why do you want to hide from me, to hurt Luo Xiaojing's wrist?"

"Mr. Duan, I..."

"Don't you want to admit it?" Duan Zhenghao didn't give Qiao half a chance to quibble. His voice became more and more heavy. "Do you know what it means to hurt the sculptor's hand?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Duan. I didn't think so much at that time."

"Not so much? The sculptor's hand is useless, and the carving career is over! "

"I just want to help Mr. Duan make a decision, DNA..."

"Presumptuous!" Duan Zhenghao said, "you've been with me for ten years, and I've treated you as my family member and the person I trust most for a long time, but it doesn't mean my personal affairs. You can make decisions for me. Luo Xiaojing, if not my daughter, is also the only one who inherits Luo Rou's sculptor. If Luo Xiaojing's hand is broken, I will never see Luo Rou's carving. "

"It's me, Mr. Duan."

"No next time, go out."

With more words and more mistakes, Joe bowed his head, turned around and left the study. Before closing the door, he scanned Duan Zhenghao again through the crack of the door. He opened the replay of the second round. Although he was tired, he did not miss any scene and watched it attentively.

Qiao Yi can't help but close his fist. Ten years later, he has been with Duan Zhenghao for ten years. In these ten years, Duan Zhenghao has never said anything serious to him. Even if he made a mistake, he can blame him at most.

But for a Luo Xiaojing, Duan Zhenghao said that he didn't know Duan Zhenghao next time. If Duan Zhenghao knew that he would hurt Luo Xiaojing again, Duan Zhenghao would never leave him.

At that time, he and Duan Qingyan will be driven out of Duan's home.

"Joe, here you are."

As soon as Joe turned around, Duan Qingyan twisted her waist and walked down the stairs with the handrail.

Qiao's first eye is fixed on her injured ankle. After so long, the recovery is not good. Thinking that Duan Qingyan's ankle is also related to Luo Xiaojing, Qiao's fierce eyes are a little dark.

"Miss."

Bow and say hello. In Duan's house, Duan Qingyan is a high-ranking young lady. He dare not make any mistakes.

"Why are you so pale? Did dad say anything about you? ""I didn't do it well."

Exchange a look across the air, read Duan Qingyan micro irretrievably nodded, did not do things must be related to Luo Xiaojing, it seems that before the semi-finals, she has to do something.

"Oh, go back to reflect earlier. When Dad comes out to see you, he will lose his temper again."

Duan Qingyan's charming smile makes Qiao itchy. If he's not in Duan's house, he will rush up and take good care of her. But when Duan Qingyan talks to him in Duan's house, only two people know the secret.

Afraid of being found, they have been in private contact. Duan Qingyan laughs at such a hook. The place to meet this time is the hotel.

"Goodbye, miss."

As soon as Joe finished, he turned around and left. He was so angry that he couldn't wait another minute.

Out of Duan's house, he deliberately drove around a few times. After a while, the smoke car in the middle of the rearview mirror slowly came up.