"She is Qiao Luoluo? The real daughter of the Qiao family?"
An elegant lady sat on the tatami, drinking tea made by a beautiful woman in kimono who was kneeling to serve her.
With a noble look in his eyes, he looked at Qiao Luoluo not far away and asked the assistant beside him.
The assistant said, "Yes, she is Qiao Luoluo. However, what we investigated is not the same as what we see now."
The lady nodded and looked at the photo in her hand. It was indeed different.
The lady is the mistress of the Zhao family. She came here just to see her future daughter-in-law.
The Qiao family is greedy.
In the past, I received the favor of the Zhao family and fawned on them to get engaged as a child.
Later, the two families separated, and the Qiao family became the new rich.
He began to deliberately distance himself from the Zhao family, probably because he knew that the Zhao family's son had super male genes.
I can't bear to see my daughter suffer after marrying me.
However, the Zhao family has made great efforts and has achieved a class leap in the past two years.
From a wealthy man, he entered the ranks of the wealthy.
The Qiao family couldn't catch up.
It happened that his son was burned, and several girls who had been in contact with him before all left.
Seeing that her son’s products were about to become unsalable, how could she not be anxious?
As popular as Young Master Zhao was in the past, he is now disliked.
If this continues, my son will end up living alone.
She thought of the Qiao family.
Who would have thought that the Qiao family agreed to marry Qiao Yun, but then announced the news that Qiao Yun was not their biological daughter.
The child marriage that was arranged was with Qiao Luoluo, the girl in Mrs. Qiao's belly.
Naturally, the one he wants to marry now is Qiao Luoluo.
They felt sorry for their adopted daughter, so they brought their biological daughter back to take the blame.
Originally, Mrs. Zhao was extremely reluctant, but her son fell in love with the country girl Qiao Luoluo at first sight.
Said he wanted to play with her.
No matter how unwilling the mother is, she has no choice but to nod.
Who made my son like her? Besides, the girl from the village is easy to handle, sensible and obedient.
Unlike the delicate young ladies in the city, who have the support of their maternal family, if things get really ugly, it will be difficult to resolve.
As long as Qiao Luoluo can give birth to a few sons for her family, Mrs. Zhao doesn't care how she is killed by her sons.
The original photo showed a country girl with dark skin, a long ponytail, dirty white clothes, mud on her shorts, and paint-chipped shoes on her feet.
He looks like a country bumpkin.
Looking at it now, Qiao Luoluo turned out to be a charming little fairy wearing a light blue short skirt, long hair and light makeup, beautiful to the sky.
Tsk…
He has the poor and stingy air of a villain who has suddenly become rich and a poor dog with hair growing on it.
How could she be worthy of her son?
But the same thing goes, since my son likes it, just treat it as buying him a toy.
Mrs. Zhao asked again, "Is the man next to her her boyfriend?"
How could a country bumpkin like this have such a handsome boyfriend?
The assistant said, "According to the investigation, they were just ordinary friends. The man's name is Gu Yu, and he is a doctor. There is currently no evidence that the two were dating."
Mrs. Zhao nodded and smiled indifferently.
So what if they are boyfriend and girlfriend?
As long as it is something her son wants, she will do everything she can to help him get it!
Mrs. Zhao said to her assistant, "Go contact Mrs. Qiao and arrange a meeting between me and Qiao Luoluo. I want to teach her a lesson.
Lest this little girl rebel against Tian Gang, I’ll probably have to spend a lot of time to punish her when she marries into the family.”
"yes."
Qiao Luoluo and his friend finished their Japanese food and returned to the car.
Only then did she have the mind to look at her phone.
There are countless missed calls on the phone from various numbers.
There were a few messages from clients and friends, and she selectively replied to them.
There were also a few calls from those so-called family members.
She didn't reply, but crossed her arms, yawned, and leaned back drowsily.
Gu Yu reminded her, "Fasten your seat belt."
She narrowed her eyes and raised her arm, signaling for his help.
Gu Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, tie it yourself."
"No, if you don't do it for me, I won't tie it. If someone takes a picture of it, I'll punish you to death!"
Gu Yu really wanted to pinch her little face hard.
In fact, he did so.
It was so soft that his heart was trembling with fear. He didn't dare to use any strength, for fear of hurting the soft face!
How can she be so soft?
Like a soft mochi!!
He took a deep breath and looked helpless, but he was actually so happy that he was singing a little song!
It has been a long time since I felt this kind of true happiness that welled up from the heart!
No one can give him this feeling except Qiao Luoluo.
Being with her is really comfortable and happy.
He is obsessed with this feeling, and even after knowing each other for more than ten years, it has not diminished in the slightest.
Gu Yu leaned over, grabbed the seat belt with his slender fingers, and his fingertips accidentally scratched the fabric of her clothes.
The fabric seemed to be scorching hot, setting his fingers on fire.
Gu Yu's heart was beating like a drum, he was so panicked that his palms began to sweat.
It took several attempts before I could finally button it up.
At this time, the distance between the two was less than five centimeters.
His long eyelashes were about to fan her face through his glasses.
Qiao Luoluo's breathing also quickened a little, intertwining and blending with his breath.
Qiao Luoluo smelled the pleasant masculine scent on him and couldn't help but move over and inhale on his neck.
While asking, "What brand of perfume is it that smells so good? Why haven't I seen you wearing it before?"
Gu Yu felt an itch on his neck from her breath, and he dodged for a moment.
Said, "It used to taste the same, don't you remember? When we first met, you said you liked this taste."
So, he has been spraying this scent for all these years and has never changed it.
Qiao Luoluo yawned, "I don't quite remember, um... I'm so sleepy, please drive more steadily, I'll take a nap.
Come downstairs to my house and call me Ang, Driver Gu."
After saying that, she rubbed her head against Gu Yu's shoulder.
Gu Yu's face darkened as he poked her head with a finger and pulled his shoulder out.
drive.
Well, I’m driving on the surface, but I’m also driving in my heart.
The happy little car is running on the road.
Go back to her house?
No. Go back to his house.
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