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Chapter 172 The Aroma of Green Tea

Yan City, Qiao Family.

"Mom, marry me. I have eaten the Qiao family's meal for so many years, so I should make some rewards. As for my sister... although she is stupid, she is the real child of the Qiao family."

As soon as Qiao Siyu finished speaking, Wei Shuxian hugged her in her arms:

"Silly child! What are you saying? Although I can't bear to leave your sister, with your sister's situation, being able to marry into the Fu family can at least have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, is also a good thing for her."

After saying that, she impatiently kicked the girl who had been squeezing rice.

"Woooo, it hurts." Qiao Simu's mouth sagged, her eyes turned red, and she cried with grievance, and the corners of her mouth were still covered with vegetable juice and rice grains.

"Tsk."

The voice of disgust suddenly rang out.

"Looking at her like this, it's useless to stay in the Qiao family. It's better to send her to the Fu family so that the company can take a breath!" Qiao Yanghong's tone was full of impatientness and boredom.

Qiao Simu's face was dull and stupid, but her heart was extremely clear, and the curve of her lips was slightly unchecked and sarcastic.

Three months ago, she was taken to the Qiao family from a small mountain village and learned that her biological parents were someone else.

But after I came back, I realized that I was not going to take her back to make up for the incomplete motherly love parents over the years, but to let her marry the man who occupied the nest!

"I know how to eat! Okay, I'll marry you tomorrow! Don't be embarrassed at home!" In the end, Qiao's father Qiao Yanghong made the final decision.

As this sentence fell, Qiao Simu's last expectation for the Qiao family completely disappeared.

On the day when the Fu family came to pick people up, Wei Shuxian prepared a long hemp dress for Qiao Simu.

As long as she doesn't speak, she looks particularly gentle and gentle.

Qiao Yanghong was very satisfied with this makeup, but he did not forget to warn Qiao Simu:

"After you go to the Fu family, talk less. If you have any necessities, try to let Ma Zhang come. If you say the wrong thing, I will send you back and let you stay in that dilapidated and dirty mountain village forever!"

"No, don't talk, be good, be good, be good, burp." Qiao Simu pretended to be afraid and hid behind Wei Shuxian, and even burped for a while, which made Qiao Yanghong even more disgusted.

The Fu family is a century-old family with a profound foundation.

When the Fu family saw Qiao Simu appear, they were all amazed.

His well-behaved appearance easily gained everyone's favor, and Mr. Fu was even more happy:

"The Qiao family is intent, you are Xiao Mu, let's go, I'll take you to see Achen."

Qiao Simu nodded obediently and followed Mr. Fu to the second floor.

Walk through the long corridor and enter Fu Zhuochen's room.

There was only a faint smell of disinfectant and a cold detector sound in the room.

"Wow, this brother looks so good!" Qiao Simu suddenly spoke.

When Zhang's mother heard these silly words, she immediately held her hand and lowered her voice and said quickly:

"If you want lollipops, don't talk."

Qiao Simu immediately covered her mouth, but her eyes wide and round.

But Old Master Fu was stunned. Why did this girl look like...
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