Although Qiao Zhen firmly and decisively stated that she had no intention of dating, this still did not stop Qiao Dashuai from constantly introducing men to her.
After Qiao Zhen had endured a full (and agonizing) two weeks, she took the initiative to talk to Qiao Dashuai about her ideal type: "Dad, I like the kind of guy who's cute and handsome, with a beautiful smile and squinted eyes. After we get married, he'll let me hit him, scold him, and order him around willingly. Ideally, he'll listen to me in everything. Everything I say is right. If I'm wrong, please refer to the previous point."
Qiao Dashuai was a little confused. He felt that Qiao was not looking for a husband, but raising a dog.
A sly glint flashed in Qiao Zhen's eyes. "If he can't even do what I'm saying, why should I marry him?"
General Qiao doted on his daughter excessively and actually thought that Qiao Zhen was right. So he finally stopped tormenting Qiao Zhen and started to tormenting himself instead. He spent every day studying how to see through the habits of an unmarried man after marriage.
Although Qiao Zhen knew that Commander Qiao was getting stuck on a fuss, she didn't intend to offer any advice, as she also needed some peace and quiet. She fanned herself with a peach blossom fan, the two sides of which were inlaid with about half a centimeter of gold, to ward off the scorching heat.
"Knock knock".
"Enter."
Lin Zhao entered Qiao Zhen's bedroom with a booklet in his hand. "Miss, these are the Marshal's subordinates, all talented individuals in the military. Why don't you take a look?"
Qiao Zhen turned to the side and casually draped one arm over the back of the sofa. "Dad still hasn't calmed down?"
Lin Zhao shook her head. "He told me to pick some cute and handsome guys with good smiles to show you."
Qiao Zhen scoffed lightly, "Do you even know what 'cute and handsome' means?"
"I don't know, but being good-looking is never a bad thing." Lin Zhao handed the booklet to Qiao Zhen.
Qiao Zhen put down the peach blossom fan in her hand, then took the booklet and carefully flipped through it. The handsome men inside were all kinds of people: some were dressed in military uniforms and looked more like dandies, some were sunny and handsome, some were strong and muscular, and some were refined and cultured. In short, the types were very diverse.
She flipped through the booklet one by one. Although none of them really impressed her, it was still a feast for the eyes. She saw that there was also a picture of Lin Zhao in the booklet, so Qiao Zhen picked up the booklet and compared the photo with the real person. She couldn't help but sigh that in this era without Photoshop and makeup techniques comparable to plastic surgery, their handsomeness was all natural.
"Tsk, you're not bad looking at all."
[Chuchu, what has Lin Zhao been up to lately?]
I don't know. Don't ask me, I'm not here.
【Um--? 】
[Report from Zhenzhen: Lin Zhao is currently engaged in a public feud with An Jun.]
Qiao Zhen felt exhausted and closed the booklet. "Have you been encouraging Dad to break ties with the An family lately?"
"Yes." Lin Zhao answered decisively, "Two tigers cannot share one mountain, and one of them will surely be injured. Rather than dragging things out, it's better to be decisive."
"Oh." Qiao Zhen got up and went out in her Western-style dress without even changing her clothes. She was going to find "Qiao Zhen's" friends to clear Lin Zhao's name and to decisively release the news that she no longer liked An Jun. After all, the target of the mission had already made progress, and she couldn't hold him back.
Zhao Yuan is Qiao Zhen's best friend in the industry, and she is waiting for Qiao Zhen downstairs in the magnificent building.
Qiao Zhen saw her and went to greet her, "Yuanyuan."
Zhao Yuan took Qiao Zhen's arm and said, "Why haven't I seen you at the An family's banquets lately? You always look glamorous no matter what."
Qiao Zhen retorted, "An Jun already has someone he likes, so I can't fall for someone else?"
Zhao Yuan was clearly taken aback. Qiao Zhen used to like An Jun so much that she was almost thirty and still wasn't married. Now that she suddenly didn't like him anymore, how could Zhao Yuan not be taken aback?
"That's good, you should have dumped him a long time ago. I'm not saying this to be mean, but even though you have a sharp tongue and are rigid, you would definitely be a virtuous wife if you married him."
Qiao Zhen could only chuckle. Zhao Yuan looked to be around twenty-five, but she was actually nearing thirty. That was probably the magic of love. But whether it was her, Qiao Zhen, or the former "Qiao Zhen," frankly, she was unlikely to be a virtuous wife. "How have you been lately?"
"That's how it is! Wang Chuan is now constantly talking about his precious daughter," Zhao Yuan said wearily.
Wang Chuan is Zhao Yuan's husband.
Qiao Zhen smiled enigmatically, "Wang Chuan's precious daughter, isn't she also your precious daughter?"
"Yes!" Zhao Yuan said helplessly, "If it weren't for my precious daughter, she would have died with her father long ago."
In H country's high society at that time, afternoon tea was a popular pastime for wealthy ladies, so Qiao Zhen was not surprised to see these pampered young women who seemed to be walking millionaires. Calling it afternoon tea was a bit of a stretch; it was more accurately described as a social gathering to compete with each other.
Qiao Zhen didn't want to waste her breath arguing with them. She hung her bag on the back of the chair and plopped down. She was the daughter of Commander Qiao, and for the time being, there was no one who could be compared to her.
Although the An family and the Qiao family are two powerful forces in H country, none of the An family's sons, whose heirs are unknown, and their daughters, who will eventually marry out, can compare to the Qiao family's only daughter.
Qiao Zhen cut to the chase: "I've come today to tell you that you should not send me invitations to any of the An family's banquets in the future."
"Huh? What happened between you and An Jun?"
Qiao Zhen shook her head. "Nothing happened. My dad just told me during a previous exercise that he was hugging and cuddling with another woman. But he hasn't explicitly rejected me lately. You have to be blind to like someone who's having their cake and eating it too."
There were also one or two people who couldn't believe it, asking, "You've liked him for six years, can you really let go?"
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com