Chapter 409 is terrifying!
When the two returned home, Qiao Xing told Qin Ce everything that had happened that day, especially about Qiao Hong.
"Tell me, what exactly does he want?" Qiao Xing stared at Qin Ce, who sat on the sofa deep in thought. Suddenly, Qiao Xing thought, "Could it be that he's after you?"
Qin Ce paused for a moment, then turned to glance at Qiao Xing. "What does this have to do with me?"
Qiao Xing stared at him intently, "You're a money god, who wouldn't want to cling to your coattails?"
"And what about you?"
Now it was Qiao Xing's turn to be stunned. "What about me?"
Don't you want to cling to my leg?
This question stumped Qiao Xing, but under the man's earnest gaze, she still leaned closer and hugged his arm. "Of course I want to. I have to hold you tight and make sure you don't run away."
A look of satisfaction appeared in Qin Ce's eyes. He turned around and hugged Qiao Xing, "What do you want to eat tonight? The God of Wealth will make it for you."
Qiao Xing was amused by him. How could he be so serious while making jokes with her?
"I'll go, but I wouldn't dare let the God of Wealth cook."
Qin Ce pressed her back onto the sofa and stood up. "No need, don't break your nails."
He's really gotten used to this excuse. Qiao Xing looked at her nails; even though they were fake, they still hurt sometimes if she accidentally used too much force.
Qin Ce went to cook, while Qiao Xing did practice questions on the sofa. Her goal was to take the written test after the Qingming Festival.
The next day, after Qin Ce went to work, Qiao Xing went to a nearby nail salon to get rid of the cumbersome nail art.
After getting it done, I felt so much lighter.
She looked at her clean hands and felt much more comfortable.
As Qiao Xing was walking back, a familiar Buick suddenly stopped in front of her. She paused, turned around, and saw Qiao Hong get out of the car and jog towards her.
Qiao Xing's face darkened. Pretending not to see him, she quickly walked towards the residential area.
"Star!"
Qiao Hong ran over in a few steps and blocked Qiao Xing's way. "Xingxing, I'm your father, don't you recognize me?"
Qiao Xing found the word "father" amusing. She stared at Qiao Hong with a mocking look. "I don't remember having a father. Sir, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
Qiao Hong looked embarrassed. He hadn't recognized Qiao Xing when he passed by yesterday, and now she was shamelessly pestering him. He felt a little ashamed.
"Yesterday... I had a fight with your mom yesterday and was in a bad mood, which is why I didn't greet you."
"Are you in a bad mood and pretending not to recognize me?"
A blush appeared on Qiao Hong's dark face. "Xingxing, I'm so sorry. I've neglected you all these years, but Dad has his own difficulties too."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"Star……"
"Mr. Qiao Hong." Qiao Xing suppressed her anger and did not call him by his full name. Adding "Mr" was the greatest respect she could show him. "We are not that familiar with each other yet, please do not call me that."
"Also, if you keep bothering me, I'm going to call the police."
Qiao Hong looked at her in disbelief, probably never expecting that his timid daughter from childhood would now become so aloof and sharp-tongued.
Qiao Xing didn't want to get entangled with him any longer, so she walked past him and left.
Qiao Hong stood there, hesitated for a moment, and watched Qiao Xing's figure walk further and further away. He gritted his teeth and prepared to chase after her again.
But the next second, a tall man in a suit suddenly appeared and blocked his way.
Qiao Hong was taken aback. "Who are you?"
"Didn't you hear what she said? Stop harassing her."
Qiao Hong looked the man up and down. The man was tall and strong with a fierce look on his face. The suit seemed too small for him, and it was stretched too tight.
Upon seeing him, Qiao Hong thought of the kind of thugs portrayed on television.
Could this be Qin Ce?
Qiao Hong is 1.75 meters tall, and he still has to look up at this person. This person must be at least 1.9 meters tall, right?
He was still a bit timid and didn't dare to chase after Qiao Xing anymore, so he got into his car sheepishly.
The man's gaze remained fixed on him, as if he were watching a criminal. Qiao Hong steeled himself and drove off, only letting out a long sigh of relief when he could no longer see the man in the rearview mirror.
He's starting to doubt what Qiao Jie said. If Qin Ce is really that rich, why does he look like that?
You can't tell anything about him from his demeanor; he looks more like a thug or hooligans. How scary! He might even have violent tendencies.
Qiao Jie parked his car on the side of the road and made a phone call to Qiao Jie.
Qiao Jie answered the phone enthusiastically, his tone even carrying a smile, "Fourth brother, what's up? Aren't you at work today?"
Qiao Hong began to have doubts again. Although Qiao Jie usually seemed polite, his arrogance and sense of superiority were very obvious. When talking to him, he was more polite than intimate, and most of the conversation was just polite formalities.
Never before have they been so enthusiastic towards him, without that condescending arrogance.
Qiao Hong asked cautiously, "Second Brother, you said Xingxing's husband is some kind of rich young master, have you met him?"
“I haven’t seen him, but Yingying has. I’m not in Chongqing right now, so we’ll see when Yingying brings him back.”
Did Yingying tell you what he looks like?
Qiao Jie thought for a moment, "He didn't say."
"What's wrong, Fourth Brother? Is there something you're wondering about?"
Qiao Hong said, "I think I just saw it, Second Brother. Is it possible that Yingying has been deceived?"
Qiao Jie wasn't surprised by his reaction and laughed, "To be honest, I thought so at first too, but I still have some doubts. So, Fourth Brother, if you have time, please help me verify it further."
“Yingying is a young girl with little social experience, and I’m worried that she might be scammed.”
"Is that so?" Qiao Hong thought for a moment, and suddenly lost much of his interest in Qiao Xing. "Okay, I understand."
Qiao Hong couldn't follow Qiao Xing because he had to go to work. He had only been gone a short while when his company started calling again, urging him to hurry up.
He angrily hung up the phone, pretended not to hear, and drove back to the company.
As Qiao Xing walked to the entrance of the residential area, she suddenly felt something was wrong. How did Qiao Hong know that she lived here?
Could it be my aunt again?
The thought of it being her again ignited Qiao Xing's anger.
She took out her phone and called He Fen.
After a long while, He Fen answered the phone, "What's wrong with Xingxing?"
"Qiao Hong just came to see me. Was it the address you gave him?"
"No, Xingxing, don't wrong me! I didn't tell him anything. Why would I tell him these things?" He Fen cried out in protest on the other end of the phone.
The main problem is that she really didn't say anything. She hasn't spoken to Qiao Hong on the phone for the past two days, so who knows how he found out about Qiao Xing.
"If it's not you, then who is it?"
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