Chapter 1350 Can People Still Speak?



Lu Yichen remembered the matter of the stone and thought of finding someone to find something for the Ning family to do so that they would not have time to look for the stone for the time being.

At least let Shitou intern in the company with peace of mind and wait for his assignment after graduation from university.

After sending Shi Tou away, Luo Qiao took her two daughters to take a bath. After settling the two girls down, she was drying her hair when Lu Yichen walked in.

Luo Qiao saw that his hair was still wet: "Why are you running around without drying your hair?"

Lu Yichen smiled and said, "It's okay. I came to see if my daughter has fallen asleep. I'll take you back to the room."

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes: "You make me sound so weak. Come here, let me wipe your hair."

Lu Yichen squatted down obediently, allowing Luo Qiao to mess with his head with the towel, and reached out to hug Luo Qiao's waist.

When she was almost done, she picked up the hair dryer and dried his hair: "If you don't pay attention now, you will have problems when you get old, and you will suffer for it."

Lu Yichen held the person tightly and said, "Don't you have me here? How can you bear to see me suffer?"

Luo Qiao said, "What if I'm not by your side? Don't think that you can be fearless because I'm here for you."

Lu Yichen picked her up and said, "Go back to the house. Where else do you want to go if I'm not by your side? I have a wife by my side, so I'm not afraid of anything."

Back in his room, Lu Yichen gently put the person on the bed: "Don't say those hurtful words again. Didn't we agree before that we would never separate again?"

Without waiting for Luo Qiao to refute, Lu Yichen stretched out his arm, turned off the light, and pulled her into his arms: "Qiaoqiao, I will listen to you in everything from now on, but you are not allowed to say those words again."

Luo Qiao was somewhat helpless: "I was just joking with you, but you made it look so real, can people still talk?"

Lu Yichen kissed Luo Qiao's forehead: "You can make other jokes as you like, but I don't want to hear this kind of joke. I want to be with you happily for a long time."

Luo Qiao thought of what people used to call the seven-year itch, and her own one was actually even more clingy.

Thinking of something, Luo Qiao laughed in the dark night.

Lu Yichen felt Luo Qiao smile: "I'm talking to you, and you're still smiling."

As he said that, he kissed Luo Qiao's lips as if to punish her. The kiss made both of them passionate. Luo Qiao hugged Lu Yichen's neck and said, "Brother Chen, I love you."

Lu Yichen seemed to be encouraged and couldn't stop, proving with his actions that he loved her more. It took a long time for the room to quiet down.

****** The next day, as soon as Luo Qiao entered the school gate, she was stopped by Miao Shuang who was waiting at the gate.

Miao Shuang said with an unhappy look: "You'd better go directly to the laboratory. You don't have any classes this morning anyway. Teacher Gao's mother-in-law is here to make trouble again. She was clamoring to find you just now.

No matter what, your mother is now her niece-in-law, and she also said that Teacher Gao is too bullying, and you can't just stand by and do nothing, anyway, they are still making a fuss in the office.

Teacher Gao wants to divorce her daughter. I'm afraid the old lady is really determined to do it this time. You'd better stay away from her."

Luo Qiao nodded and said, "Okay, thanks. Go back quickly and don't delay the class."

After Miao Shuang reported the news, she felt relieved. Today's first class was hers, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back first."

After Miao Shuang left, Luo Qiao changed the route of the car and drove to the laboratory. She took out her cell phone and called Lu Yichen: "Brother Chen, that old lady Qian, He Qiuping's aunt, came to the school to make trouble again. I heard that Teacher Gao wanted to divorce her third daughter.

The old lady brought me up again, saying that after all, my mother is her niece-in-law, and I can't just sit there and do nothing. I'm not going to the office building yet, I'm going straight back to the lab, you handle it."

Lu Yichen frowned when he heard this: "Okay, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it."

Luo Qiao was busy in the lab for a while when she received a call from Miao Shuang: "Qiaoqiao, I came back from the first class and saw Mrs. Qian leaving the office. She said she was going to see her boss."

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Luo Qiao smiled and said, "This is just right. We can all have some peace and quiet."

Because of the last incident, Lu Yichen specially asked someone to check He Qiuping's relatives and confirmed that Mrs. Qian was indeed He Qiuping's aunt, so he called He Qiuping directly and asked for the phone number of Mrs. Qian's son's unit.

I told him directly that if he didn’t want to lose his job, he should tell his mother to shut up and explain everything clearly before I hung up the phone.

After his son found out who Luo Qiao was, he hurriedly asked for leave and went to school, where he complained to his mother for a long time. When his mother saw that her son would be implicated, she weighed the pros and cons and left the office.

We went to find the school leaders, but this was a family matter after all, and the leaders were all very eloquent, and it didn't take long for them to send the old lady away.

A few days later, Teacher Gao somehow managed to divorce the third daughter of Old Qian's family, and got married to Teacher Huang the next day.

Although Luo Qiao looked down on their style of doing things, it was none of her business. After all, she was not involved in the matter and could not understand other people's joys and sorrows, so it was not easy for her to make any judgments.

Time soon came to the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month. A big pot meal was prepared in the family compound the night before. Two big pots were set up outside the gate. They cooked a few cold dishes, stir-fried both meat and vegetable sauces, and boiled a broth. There was no banquet noodles. Everyone took a bowl to the pot to get noodles, which were served with the sauce and side dishes. It was very fragrant.

(End of this chapter)


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