No one wanted Wu Qiao to be too tired.
Even though my body may be much stronger now.
Of course, the most important thing is that they don't want Wu Qiao to use this method to cover up his scars.
After all, it is not a solution. Some wounds, the longer they are buried, the more they will erode people's emotions.
"Auntie, don't worry, I will arrange my time well. It's just that I've fallen behind on work lately and need to catch up on a lot. After this busy period, I won't be so busy anymore."
Seeing that the other party didn't listen to what she said, Ling Dansi glanced at Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian paused, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few bites of food, put them on a small plate, and handed it to Wu Qiao.
"Just drinking isn't enough, have some food."
Among the few people, Zhao Qian has the softest personality, and because of some personal reasons, she doesn't express much.
She just felt that as long as the child was happy and felt comfortable doing so, then she would do it.
It is very difficult to live according to your own wishes in this world.
But now that her friend asked her to express her opinion, Zhao Qian felt a little embarrassed.
After looking at a few people, he sighed.
"Actually, I think you're too harsh on Qiao Qiao. Even though she might be a little childish sometimes, most of the time, she's the one standing behind us, planning our future.
So, we have to trust her and she can use her time well.”
Zhao Qian really couldn't bear to always give her daughter instructions or requests. She always felt that her daughter was already working very hard.
"You, you are the good guy, we are all bad guys."
So, Ling Dansi rolled his eyes at the other person and finally smiled.
"Never mind, your godmother is right. You are old enough now and you have done so many things well. You can do it now."
Seeing that no one was making things difficult for him, Wu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, you three can drink. I still have some work to do. I'm going upstairs."
Leaving the three of them behind, Wu Qiao went upstairs to the study.
Recently, Dongfang Jin has gone to live in Dongling Mountain.
He felt that the air in Dongling Mountain was better than that in his island.
Just think of it as guarding the base camp for your disciple.
After all, Dongling Mountain holds many important figures.
Walking into the study, Wu Qiao took his notes from the bookshelf, but he was not in the mood to read them.
Because she knew her problem very well.
In fact, she really wanted to know where Bian Boyan was. If he was dead, where was he buried?
But no one told her.
She also knew that this must have been Bian Boyan's request before he died, because she was a stubborn person. If she really knew the location, she would definitely visit him every year.
In fact, tomb sweeping is not a big deal, but Bian Boyan hopes that she will be a happy little woman, forget the sadness and forget him.
Of course, the blood in my body belongs to Bian Boyan, how could I forget it?
Perhaps his worries were getting heavier, and Wu Qiao fell asleep while thinking.
I dreamed about many things while I was sleeping.
She, Chen Jingang, Bian Boyan, Bian Zixuan, Li Qing.
Past lives and present lives are mixed together, and I can no longer tell which is a dream and which is reality.
There were so many right and wrongs that no one could answer her.
I slept all night and when I woke up in the morning, the children in the family had already gone to school.
The remaining two babies also woke up and were crawling and playing on the bed.
Occasionally, Chen Jingtong would come over with her little baby to join in the fun.
After Wu Qiao finished breakfast and was about to go upstairs, he received a call.
It was Irene calling.
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