Luo Jun smiled and retracted his finger, "Then... let's just eat at home, and then..."
"Well..." Chu Xiaochen raised his face, "I... have to go to school in the afternoon, let's change... another day!"
"That's what you said!" Luo Jun brought the tray on the table and put it on her knees, "I was originally going to take you home. Since you are going to school, let's take you to the college.
"
Chu Xiaochen raised his face with a red face, and saw him raise the corners of his lips in a sly manner, with a look of joy and pride on his face.
She bit her lower lip and glared at him, "Bad guy!"
Luo Jun held the cup and handed it to her, "Now, please enjoy the loving breakfast produced by the bad guy himself?"
He took the cup and put the milk into his mouth.
Chu Xiaochen saw at a glance that the chocolate powder floating on the milk turned out to be a beautiful heart shape.
This guy is really...romantic!
…
…
Qiao's old house.
Qiao Haoting stood by the desk, looking at the express delivery on the table with some confusion.
The courier only had his home address written on it, without a signature, nor any information about the sender, nor the seal of the courier company.
This is obviously not a real express delivery.
"Who is the courier?"
"It's the security guard of the community. He said that a courier asked him to deliver it." The servant replied.
"Okay, I understand, you go down first." Qiao Haoting waved his hand gently, motioning for the servant to go downstairs, and tore open the seal of the express bag.
The seal was torn open, revealing a thick stack of information inside.
A photo slipped out of the express bag and landed on the table.
Seeing that photo, Qiao Haoting's palm holding the express bag trembled.
In that photo is a man and a woman, both men and women are very young.
The man has an elegant temperament and wears rimless glasses, which makes him look bookish.
The woman has a delicate appearance, black hair as smooth and shiny as silk, and a beautiful smile.
Qiao Haoting was extremely familiar with this pair of men and women.
Because these two people were his second daughter Qiao Yurou and her husband Chu Qiao, whom he once loved most.
Holding the photo and looking at it, Qiao Haoting quickly took out his glasses from the drawer, put them on his face, and took out the pile of documents from the document bag.
When he saw the copy of the birth certificate at the top, his eyebrows jumped sharply.
"Chu Chenxing?...Yurou's child?!"
With an exclamation, Qiao Haoting immediately read each word carefully.
Birth certificates, adoption files...
One by one, page by page, Qiao Haoting carefully read from beginning to end until the last photo.
In the photo on the last page, Chu Xiaochen's lips were raised, and her smile was almost the same as Qiao Yurou's on the table.
Qiao Haoting's hands trembled.
"Chenxing, Chenxing? Chu Chenxing! No wonder...your calligraphy and painting are written by Mr. Nanshi. No wonder you and Yurou look so similar...it turns out it's really you..."
With trembling lips, Qiao Haoting was almost speechless.
After a while, he came back to his senses, put away the information on the table, quickly opened the door of the study room, and called loudly, "Yang Lin!"
"Mr. Qiao!" From the opposite workshop, secretary Yang Lin hurriedly walked out, "What are your orders?"
"Come out with me right away to meet someone," Qiao Haoting said.
"Meeting someone?" Yang Lin helped him take the coat from the hanger, "Who is in such a hurry?"
"Morning Star!"
"Morning Star?" Yang Lin raised his eyebrows in confusion, "You mean...Miss Lin Xiangwan?!"
