"Haha." Qiao Zi laughed, "My darling has such a sweet tongue." Then she looked at Le Yao, "Alan, it's been a long time."
"Aunt Qiao." Le Yao was a little excited, her eyes shining. "Long time no see." When she first returned, she met Qiao Zi once with Qiao Qiao. Now, more than five years have passed in the blink of an eye. Of course, the one she saw on TV doesn't count.
"Let's go inside and talk." Qiao Zi nodded and walked into the private room first.
"You silly girl, don't you recognize me?" Qiao Sen tapped his sister on the head.
"Yeah, you're never around, I'd almost forgotten I even had a brother." Qiao Qiao shrugged. "If I get bullied, my brother won't stand up for me, so what use are you?"
"You..." Johnson was so angry he laughed.
Qiao Qiao ran straight into the private room, seemingly too lazy to pay him any attention.
"Brother Qiao, Qiao Qiao was just joking." Le Yao smiled as well.
“I know, but it’s true that I haven’t paid much attention to her,” Johnson sighed. “But it’s good that you’re there for her.”
"We are friends."
Johnson nodded: "Alan, I heard you got divorced?"
“Yes, we’re divorced.” Le Yao nodded.
"It's good that you're divorced." Qiao Sen smiled, then reached out and patted Le Yao's head before walking inside first.
Le Yao was stunned, raised her hand to touch her head. Was she killed by being patted on the head?
This scene happened to be seen by Nangong Jue, who was walking over from a distance. He was immediately furious, wishing he could fly over and chop off Qiao Sen's hand. However, there was still some distance between them, and by the time he arrived, Qiao Sen had already gone inside. He could only take a deep breath, suppress his jealousy, and put on a calm expression: "Alan? What a coincidence?"
That Mr. Yuan was really lucky. When he booked the room, he found that Kunning Pavilion was empty. It was right next to Cining Pavilion. He walked along the corridor and passed by the entrance of Cining Pavilion.
"Lord, you're here for dinner too?" Le Yao was surprised, not expecting to run into him here.
"Yes, who was that just now?" Nangong Jue asked cautiously.
"Brother Qiao," Le Yao said with a smile.
"Alan, what are you dawdling for?" Qiao Qiao came out when she saw that Le Yao hadn't gone in for a while. She frowned as soon as she saw Nangong Jue. "Lord Jue, it's true what they say, you never know where you'll meet someone in life."
“Yes.” Nangong Jue wasn’t embarrassed at all. “President Yuan invited me to dinner, and it just so happens that it’s here.”
"Then eat and drink well." Qiao Qiao smiled, then pulled Le Yao into the private room.
Fang Ming, who was behind him, raised his hand and touched his nose, as if he had a feeling that this young CEO Qiao had already seen through everything.
Nangong Jue frowned slightly, but he couldn't linger at the door, so he strode to the private room next door.
Le Yao was eating and drinking quite casually, and Qiao Zi was also very easygoing, letting Le Yao take photos and post them to the prospective top students' group. Before anyone else could react, Hong Xia was incredibly excited and called immediately: "Sister Lan, is this Teacher Qiao Zi from the Kung Fu Master competition? She's actually Qiao Qiao's aunt? Can I come over? I want to meet Aunt Qiao."
"Well... I'll ask around for you." Le Yao covered the microphone and explained the matter.
"Hongxia? Is that the girl who tutors you?" Qiao Zi put down her chopsticks upon hearing this.
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