Chapter 304 My wife is missing, come with me to look for her!
"When did you know I was your daughter?" Qiao Wanqing repeated her question.
Yang Aimei understood now, "Yesterday, Si Li told me that he met you, so I wanted to come and see you."
"Is she Yang Ailian's daughter?" Qiao Wanqing asked again.
"Yes." Yang Aimei told the truth.
However, the moment she looked up and met Qiao Wanqing's gaze, she felt a little regretful for telling the truth.
"Then when did you know she was Yang Ailian's daughter?"
"Two years ago." Yang Aimei looked very painful when she said this.
It seems like there is something difficult to tell.
Two years!
Oh!
Hearing this answer, Qiao Wanqing couldn't help but sneer.
"I'm busy in the shop, please go back!" Qiao Wanqing looked like she didn't want to talk more.
The moment Huo Sili came in, he saw Yang Aimee holding her chest and looking uncomfortable.
Huo Jinxiu's words flashed through his mind, and he looked at Qiao Wanqing angrily, "Mom is not feeling well, can't you just go along with her?" His tone was full of blame and disapproval.
It’s really fucked up.
"My temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha. Please leave on your own." After saying that, Qiao Wanqing went straight into the kitchen and started preparing today's ingredients.
Yang Aimee slapped Huo Sili's hand angrily, "How dare you talk to your sister like that!"
"Auntie, are you brushing off the dust?" An Lele couldn't help but sneered.
"I use more force to wipe the table than this." Wang Huaihua would not miss this opportunity.
In the following time, the two people started to speak frankly.
Although they did not grow up with Qiao Wanqing, they had heard about her difficulties during casual conversations.
"Since you knew two years ago that the child was switched, why didn't you go back and exchange it?"
"Now he's eagerly coming forward to claim kinship. What's going on? Are you trying to get something for free?"
"I don't feel well today. I'll come back another day." Yang Aimee was really embarrassed by what she said, so she left the fried chicken shop with the help of Huo Sili.
Qiao Wanqing didn't care at all about the arrival of these two people, and it didn't affect her desire to make money.
The two people who had originally planned to comfort her were relieved when they saw that she was in good condition.
"Don't worry, they'll only hinder my ability to make money, so I won't take them seriously! At most, they'll just be pebbles on my road to success, so I'll just step on them."
When they returned home in the evening, the three of them chatted and laughed, and brought back two fried chickens.
They took one away for Wang Huaihua, and An Lele and Qiao Wanqing prepared to have a drink.
When the men are not at home, they drink red wine and eat fried chicken. Although it is not a perfect match, it is still pretty good.
If it feels right, everything is fine.
"Before, I always felt pitiful. Having a bastard father is almost the same as having no father at all..." As An Lele first revealed her own scars and began to comfort Qiao Wanqing, the theme of today's drinking was established.
"Fuck, let's toast to the fucking dead."
The word "life" naturally cannot be placed here.
After all, their wonderful life has just begun.
"Wanqing, are you going to recognize her?" An Lele asked after finishing a glass.
"No."
"Actually, it's good to have a mother who loves and cares for you." An Lele thought of how Yang Aimi held Qiao Wanqing's hand today, reluctant to let go.
It seemed like he cared about her in his heart.
Maybe there is some hardship!
"Maybe. To me, it makes no difference." Qiao Wanqing's attitude explained everything.
When Qin Jingming returned home, he saw the two of them toasting each other and discussing something heart-to-heart. He did not disturb them, but went to the kitchen and made three cold dishes: tomatoes with sugar, tofu with green onions, and some braised beef with soy sauce, and brought them over.
"Brother Qin, that's exquisite." Seeing the cold dishes served on the table, An Lele immediately gave a thumbs up.
"You two take your time drinking. I'm going into the house to write a report. Call me if you need anything." Although he didn't know why Qiao Wanqing was unhappy, he didn't intend to disturb her now.
If you have anything to say, wait until she comes down from the table.
When the two of them were so drunk that they didn't know what the world was, Fang Haoran ran in from outside, "Lao Qin, my wife is missing, come with me to look for her!" His voice arrived before he showed up.
Qin Jingming came out and pointed to the place behind him, where he could see his wife, holding up an empty wine glass, "The moon is bright in front of the bed, there are two pairs of shoes on the ground, a pair of dogs and bitches, and you are one of them!" Of course, you are talking to the air, not to a single person, so you can't take it personally.
"What a great poem! What a great poem!" Qiao Wanqing was still praising him, and the two grown men couldn't bear to listen any longer. "I slept through the spring without knowing the dawn, mosquitoes biting everywhere, and a big bear came at night, and no one could escape!"
"praise!"
"Or should I take my wife away first?" Fang Haoran didn't know whether it would be inhumane to take her away when the two of them were in the mood for poetry.
But he was afraid. If he recited a few more sentences, what would happen if someone came to him in his dream?
"Just watch you, go ahead!" The result of Qin Jingming not stopping him was that Fang Haoran was beaten, hit and bitten by An Lele.
"You little thief, how dare you set your sights on your aunt? Do you know what my man does?" An Lele shouted loudly while taking action.
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"Be careful, I'll let my man fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed for three days!"
Fang Haoran really didn't expect that he could have such a role.
But no matter what she said, in the end he carried her home like a princess.
After Qiao Wanqing drank too much, she pulled Qin Jingming and slipped into the space.
"I want to take a shower!" Seeing her staggering, her eyes blurred, and still shouting that she wanted to take a shower, Qin Jingming carried her directly to the bathroom.
Qiao Wanqing played with the water in the bathtub like a child.
After a while, Qin Jingming's clothes and pants were all wet.
"Ouch, wearing wet clothes will make you sick, or..." There was no need to say anything else, because her little hand directly hooked Qin Jingming's belt, and with a light pull, the whole person entered the bathtub together to soak!
Qiao Wanqing was in a playful mood and pushed Qin Jingming gently. His back leaned against the bathtub, and she kept getting closer.
The tips of their noses touched slightly, their breaths intertwined, she placed her hands on Qin Jingming's shoulders, and knelt on one knee between his legs.
His left hand moved gently downwards, and he lowered his head, letting his warm breath fall on Qin Jingming's chest.
I just felt a slight moisture and the opening was untied.
One, two, three...
Qiao Wanqing, who was drunk, was passionate and unrestrained.
Completely different from her usual state, tonight she was alluring and hot, blooming to her fullest, making him unable to stop.
The waves kept coming one after another, trying to rush onto the shore, leaving the boat swaying in the wind and waves!
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