"Cough cough..."
Seeing Deng Jialing's efforts to smooth things over, Qiao Haifan didn't make things too difficult for her.
He cleared his throat, interrupted her, distributed the soda he had just bought to everyone, and then returned to Yang Qiaoqiao's side.
“Qiaoqiao, you barely slept last night. Rest for a while after dinner. I'll stay here with them and keep watch for you.”
My English is pretty good too, so I can act as a translator then.
Qiao Haifan said gently, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Yang Qiaoqiao did work overtime with Zhou Yang and Xie Fengxia almost all night last night. They didn't finish until 3 a.m., when they took a short nap. At 4:30 a.m., they got up again to prepare.
So after the exhibition started today, she told Zhou Yang and Xie Fengxia to go back and rest first.
But she had to stay here to oversee things, so naturally she couldn't go back to rest.
People tend to feel sleepy after eating, and Yang Qiaoqiao was indeed a little sleepy after eating. In the end, she did not refuse Qiao Haifan's kindness and went to the preparation area behind the exhibition area to find a place to rest.
Huo Beixiao's company mainly deals in transportation and construction, so naturally there is no need for him to participate in trade exhibitions that are primarily aimed at foreign businesses.
However, he also managed to obtain tickets to the exhibition through some channels.
From the moment Yang Qiaoqiao appeared in the exhibition area and started getting busy, he had been watching her from a distance.
He knew he was no longer qualified to be near her, but he couldn't bear to leave.
So, since the two children turned one, although he has never appeared in front of Yang Qiaoqiao, he has always been watching her from a distance.
He wanted to be there for her whenever she needed him, so that he could be there to help her.
But it seems she doesn't need him at all; she can handle all the important matters on her own.
And Qiao Haifan could think of all the little things she hadn't thought of.
During this time, he was actually on tenterhooks, worried that Yang Qiaoqiao would remember that they had only signed a divorce agreement and had not yet obtained a divorce certificate, and that they were not truly divorced.
As long as they haven't gotten a divorce certificate, he can comfort himself that Yang Qiaoqiao is still his legal wife.
In the evening, after the exhibition ended, the organizers convened a meeting with all the participating businesses.
While Yang Qiaoqiao was in a meeting inside, Huo Beixiao was waiting in his car outside the meeting room.
Not far from him, Qiao Haifan was also waiting in the car.
When Yang Qiaoqiao came out of the meeting, Qiao Haifan had already gotten out of the car.
Upon seeing Yang Qiaoqiao, Qiao Haifan waved to her, "Qiaoqiao, over here."
Yang Qiaoqiao walked towards Qiao Haifan, "Why are you still here?"
Qiao Haifan shrugged slightly. "Who told me to promise An'an and Lele that I would be their mother's knight and get her home safely?"
Recently, my two little ones have become fascinated with listening to stories.
Qiao Haifan's belly was filled with many bizarre and fantastical Chinese and foreign myths and legends.
Recently, you, Qiao Haifan, have been telling the two little ones stories about princesses and knights.
The two little ones then knighted him to be their mother's knight.
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled helplessly and said, "You actually take a child's words seriously."
Qiao Haifan raised an eyebrow. "Just because they're children doesn't mean we have to take it seriously. Adults who deceive even children don't deserve to be adults."
"Princess, please get in the car." Qiao Haifan said as he opened the car door and gestured to Yang Qiaoqiao in a gentlemanly manner.
Yang Qiaoqiao had no choice but to get on the bus.
After she got into the car, she was about to pull up her seatbelt and fasten it.
Qiao Haifan's long, slender hand with distinct knuckles grabbed her seatbelt and pulled it over to fasten it for her.
As he helped her fasten her seatbelt, Qiao Haifan leaned slightly closer to her.
From Huo Beixiao's current position and angle, it looks as if the two are embracing and kissing.
In an instant, Huo Beixiao felt as if a huge rock had crashed down on his heart.
It was as if a dull knife was slowly cutting into his heart.
For a moment, he felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, and his violent impulses were screaming.
He wanted to drag Qiao Haifan down and give him a good beating.
But when he thought of Yang Qiaoqiao's cold eyes when she looked at him, he suddenly lost all his courage.
He knew he had made a huge mistake regarding Jiang Yiran, but he didn't want Yang Qiaoqiao to look at him with such cold eyes. He would rather Yang Qiaoqiao hate him.
Huo Beixiao slammed his fist heavily on the steering wheel, and after letting out a sigh of relief, he could only lean weakly against the back seat of the car.
He then called Yan Heqing.
The call was transferred to Yan Heqing. When Yan Heqing called him back, his voice was so soft it was like he was doing something wrong, "Hey, Huo Beixiao, what's up? Tell me quickly."
My daughter told me to stop associating with you. She said you're a piece of trash, and if I associate with you, I'll be just as trash as you. She doesn't accept trash here.
Huo Beixiao: "You told me last time that you have a friend who is a psychologist who returned from Germany? Could you please introduce me to him?"
Yan Heqing, who was secretly making a phone call in the yard, heard Tong Xuejiao carrying her daughter as she came out.
He quickly gave Huo Beixiao an address and said, "When you go, just say that I recommended it."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
On the other side, after Yang Qiaoqiao got into the car, Qiao Haifan said to her with a happy face, "Qiaoqiao, I have another good news today."
I contacted the director of this year's Spring Festival Gala and secured a title sponsorship opportunity.
“As you know, I don’t have any real businesses in mainland China, and you’re my only friend, so I can only give you this naming rights opportunity.”
Qiao Haifan spoke casually, but there was a hint of regret in his voice.
But Yang Qiaoqiao knows how difficult it is to get a Spring Festival Gala title sponsorship opportunity these days.
In the late 1980s, with the development of science and technology, black and white televisions began to enter thousands of households.
However, with the limited variety of television programs available now, the Spring Festival Gala, which began in 1983, has become a grand event that people across the country look forward to during the Spring Festival.
Not only do people with televisions watch it, but even those without televisions will go to their neighbors' houses to watch TV on New Year's Eve.
Some village committees even strung up power lines and connected TV antennas to the village's drying grounds so that villagers without televisions could watch TV.
This is similar to the practice of sending films to the countryside in earlier years.
That's why, in recent years, any product or brand that gets featured on the Spring Festival Gala has become a household name.
Yang Qiaoqiao felt a mix of emotions, but she couldn't resist the temptation. She sincerely thanked Qiao Haifan and said, "Afan, thank you."
While driving, Qiao Haifan glanced at her and said with a gentle smile, "Qiao Qiao, I thought we didn't need to be so polite with each other anymore."
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