"There's no need to think about it. Anyway, I won't compromise." Huang Qiao's attitude was extremely firm this time.
Xiang Zichen suddenly let out a deep sigh: "Oh... well, then I'll leave. If I can't afford to offend him, why can't I afford to hide?"
After saying that, he picked up his coat and walked out of the room. It took a long time before Huang Qiao came back to her senses...
She was also in a false alarm. Just now she thought he was really going to attack her and little Teddy. She came back to her senses and picked up the dog: "Twilight, were you scared just now? I didn't expect that demons also have weaknesses.
It’s time.”
Huang Qiao happily started to give the little teddy a hot bath. The little teddy was very docile under her bath and was afraid of enjoying it in the small basin.
Through these days, she and Ye Weiqi got to know each other better, and occasionally they would drink tea and play golf together, but the good times did not always last.
When she was sitting in the coffee shop and looking at the beautiful woman opposite, she began to have a bad feeling in her heart...
"Should I call you Miss Huang or Mrs. Xiang?" The woman wore gold-rimmed glasses, but they still couldn't hide her solemn face and gorgeous red lips.
"Just call me Huang Qiao." Huang Qiao said anxiously.
"I am Ye Weiqi's mother." In one concise sentence, Huang Qiao instantly knew her purpose.
"Are you President Zhang of China CITIC Bank?" For some reason, Huang Qiao suddenly admired this female president. She must be a great economist, otherwise she would not have become the president of such a big bank at such a young age.
"I didn't come here today to talk to you about the bank's problems. It's my son. I heard that you have been getting close to Weiqi recently?" the woman asked in an obviously unfriendly tone.
Huang Qiao nodded: "Well, we are good friends."
"What do you want from him?" the beautiful woman said straight to the point.
Huang Qiao was stunned: "I think I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Everyone who approaches my son has their own motives since childhood. What about you? What do you want to get this time?" The beautiful woman looked directly at Huang Qiao, which made her a little uncomfortable.
"Mrs. Ye, I think you misunderstood. I am friends with Ye Weiqi not for any reason at all, but because of the sincerity of a friend." Huang Qiao explained patiently.
The beautiful woman waved her hand: "Don't talk to me about your sincerity. How much is it worth? I don't know you, but I have checked your details. A man who even owns his sister is fighting for a woman. What qualifications do you have to talk about your sincerity?"
"
When she asked this, Huang Qiao immediately felt wrong. She was right. She was the man who robbed her sister, but that was because she had difficulties. But the world is like this. No one cares about your difficulties and grievances.
Only the most superficial things are seen.
"Mrs. Ye, maybe my character is really bad, but I will never hurt Ye Weiqi. I really regard him as a friend." Huang Qiao repeatedly emphasized her pure relationship with Ye Weiqi.
It's a pity that the beautiful woman didn't believe it at all. Instead, she stood up and straightened the silk scarf around her neck, then raised her noble head and said: "I hope you stay away from my son as soon as possible. What conditions do you have, please think of it."
Come to me."
Before Huang Qiao came back to her senses, the beautiful woman had already gone away. Huang Qiao had mixed feelings. Why was the simplest friendship between people not recognized?
The text message came, I picked it up and saw that it was Ye Weiqi, asking me to play tennis together in the afternoon...
She thought about it, turned off her phone, and didn't even reply to the text message, because she didn't want to use those excuses to stall her good friend...