"You have nothing to say, right? If you really love Qingying and can give her happiness, then I won't force you. However, if the person you want to marry is Miss Su, don't see Qingying again." Yi
Qi Hao just wants to make Qingying happy.
He is a man, and of course he knows that Mo Qingying still has a slight resistance to him, otherwise, she would not panic when she heard Mo Xinhong mention their marriage.
She wasn't mentally prepared yet, that's because Qi Yu, it's hard to love someone, and it's even harder to forget someone, isn't it?
Qi Yu stood up from the sofa, "I will make Ying'er happy."
"Really? I won't let go either!" Yi Qihao also declared to Qi Yu.
Qi Yu walked to the desk and took out the necklace and two rings from the drawer, "I'll give this back to you."
When Yi Qihao saw the ring handed over by Qi Yu, his face turned pale. Shouldn't it be at Qingying's place? Why is it at Qi Yu's place?
"What did you do to Qingying?" Yi Qihao clenched his fist and almost swung it towards him.
"You are a man, don't you understand?" Qi Yu did this to make Yi Qihao give up, and Ying'er could only be his!
Yi Qihao put away the ring, "Impossible! Qingying will not let you do whatever you want!" He knew intuitively in his heart that Mo Qingying and Qi Yu had met, but did they really have anything?
"If you want to know, just ask Ying'er yourself." Qi Yu walked to the sofa and sat down. Even if he was selfish, he would do it. Now, didn't Mo Qingying want to escape? Didn't he dare to admit it?
?Then leave it to him.
"I will not believe you. Even if you have had something, I will not let you go, let alone let you succeed!" Yi Qihao turned and left.
He loves Qingying, so as long as it is for Qingying, even if Qingying doesn't love him, he will not let Qi Yu hurt Qingying again and again.
Love is hurt, and not loving is hurt. Qi Yu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with no emotional ups and downs visible in his eyes.
Yi Qihao stood downstairs in the office building of Mo's Enterprise, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, holding the two rings tightly. When he saw Mo Qingying walking towards him, he loosened his grip.
, he, as if nothing happened, he could only do this.
"Qi Hao, have you been waiting for a long time?" Mo Qingying smiled at him.
"No, I just arrived a while ago, let's go!" Yi Qihao opened the door of the passenger compartment and let her get in the car.
He didn't want to hurt Qing Ying, so he just had to do some things. No matter what Qi Yu's attitude was, no matter what Qi Yu wanted to do to Qing Ying, he would help Qing Ying block it and would not let Qi Yu do it again.
There is a chance to hurt her a little bit.
In the next few days, Qi Yu did not appear in front of Mo Qingying, nor did he call her. This made Mo Qingying breathe a sigh of relief. The company has resumed normal operations. Every day After get off work, Yi Qihao took her back to the villa and had dinner with Mo Xinhong.
As soon as Mo Qingying and Yi Qihao walked into the living room, they heard laughter coming from the living room, "Dad, I'm back." They turned around and saw Mr. Qi opposite their father, "Uncle Qi, you are here.
"
Mr. Qi has not been here for a long time, and today he was free to meet his old friends to drink tea, chat, and play chess.
Yi Qihao nodded slightly towards Mr. Qi and the others. Even though he cooperated with the Qi family, Mr. Qi had not managed the company for a long time.
"Ying'er is back, come and sit next to Uncle Qi for a while." Mr. Qi patted the place next to him.
Mo Qingying walked over and sat down with a smile, "Uncle Qi, you are eating here tonight! I will personally cook your favorite dishes, okay?"
"Okay, okay, you've been working all day, I'm afraid it will be too hard for you." Mr. Qi took Mo Qingying's hand and said distressedly.
"It's not hard at all." Mo Qingying used to cook a lot when she wasn't busy, but Mo Xinhong was afraid that her daughter would be tired.
Yi Qihao took the initiative to help Mo Qingying, and the two walked into the kitchen together.
"Brother Mo, Ying'er and Mr. Yi seem to be good friends. Are you planning to treat me to a wedding banquet?" Although Mr. Qi really hopes that Ying'er can be the daughter-in-law of their Qi family, some fate cannot be forced.
"Let them make their own decisions regarding these two children. As an old man, I can let them go as they please." Mo Xinhong had a smile on his face.
In the past few days, his daughter and Yi Qihao went home to accompany him every day. There were more smiles on his daughter's face, and he had nothing to worry about.
"Seeing Ying'er, I don't have the chance to hear her call me daddy." Mr. Qi said with regret. Although Sophia came to Qi's house every day to show her courtesy, to be honest, he didn't have any good impressions of her.
"Brother, look at what you said. You have grown up watching Ying'er. If you are willing, Ying'er can still be your goddaughter." Mo Xinhong said with a smile.
Mr. Qi nodded, "Of course it's good. When Ying'er gets married, I will definitely give you a big gift."
Not long after Mo Qingying entered the kitchen, two people in the living room were chatting happily. A royal blue car drove into the villa, and Qi Yu, dressed in white casual clothes, stepped in.
The words of Mo Xinhong and Mr. Qi reached Qi Yu's ears word for word. His face froze slightly, and then he walked in with a slight smile.
"Uncle Mo, dad." I have been busy with meetings and business trips for so many days. I just came back today and I wanted to meet her.
"Qi Yu is here, just in time. We can have dinner together in the evening." Mo Xinhong saw Qi Yu and asked him to sit down with a smile.
Mr. Qi looked at his son and searched the living room with his eyes. He knew that his son was like his father. "Ying'er is busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. You kid is in luck."
When Qi Yu heard Mr. Qi's words, his butt was still hot from sitting, so he immediately got up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Qingying, let me pick this vegetable for you." Qi Hao was also in the kitchen, standing side by side in front of the sink with Mo Qingying.
"No, I can just do it myself. I will get my clothes dirty." Mo Qingying actually didn't need his help, as long as Mrs. Lan prepared it together, but Yi Qihao didn't let Mrs. Lan help.
"Don't forget, I can also cook." To Yi Qihao, these are really nothing.
Mo Qingying tilted her head slightly, with a sweet smile on her face, "Of course I know! But..."
"It's nothing, we are all a family." Yi Qihao raised his hand and pinched her cheek.
"Well, your hands are wet." Mo Qingying felt a chill on her face. Yi Qihao had just washed his hands and the water on them had not yet been wiped dry.
Yi Qihao raised her hand and smiled a few times, water droplets splashing on her little face.
"Qi Hao!" Mo Qingying waved her hand back and returned the water on his face, smiling proudly.
Qi Yu listened to the laughter coming from the kitchen and walked to the kitchen door in two big steps.