Qiao Yujun shrank up and said, "I don't want to see them."
Looking at her side face, Song Zihan sighed softly, "Okay then, I'll serve you dinner later."
Helpless, he had to retreat downstairs.
Of course he also knew that Qiao Yujun must feel uncomfortable.
In this world, Qiao Wei is the person Qiao Yujun cares about most, and her death will certainly be a huge blow to Qiao Yujun.
No matter what, this matter has something to do with Chu Xiaochen and Luo Jun. I am afraid she will never be able to bear this knot in her heart.
When Song Zihan came downstairs, the servant had already placed the meal.
Everyone sat down at the table together and saw that Qiao Yujun's seat was empty.
Luo Jun and Chu Xiaochen both wisely did not mention it.
Unexpectedly, Chu Le suddenly asked, "Hey, why didn't grandma go downstairs to eat?"
"Oh..." Song Zihan smiled, "She... has no appetite and doesn't want to eat tonight."
Chu Le blinked his big eyes, "Are you sick?"
"Well, yes, I feel a little uncomfortable." Song Zihan helped her pick up a chopstick of food, "Lele, please eat quickly."
"Then...can I go up and see her?" Chu Le said proactively.
"Lele!" Chu Xiaochen said softly, "My aunt is sick and uncomfortable. She is probably resting. Let's not go up and disturb her."
"Oh!" Chu Le nodded, lowered his face and went to eat.
Song Zihan looked over apologetically, "Xiao Chen, I apologize!"
Chu Xiaochen shook his head gently, "You... are speaking harshly."
Qiao Haoting coughed and said, "Let's eat."
A few people continued to eat, and Chu Xiaochen asked about Qiao's current situation, "Grandpa, your body can't bear it, otherwise..."
Chu Xiaochen originally planned to persuade Qiao Haoting to find a professional manager to help him handle Qiao's affairs.
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Qiao Yujun's voice suddenly came to mind on the stairs.
"Chu Xiaochen, let me tell you, you can't even think of trying to take advantage of Mr. Qiao!"
Everyone turned around and saw Qiao Yujun appearing on the stairs at some point.
Chu Xiaochen stood up hurriedly, "You...don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that..."
"There is no best." Qiao Yujun snorted coldly, "I will go back to work at Qiao's tomorrow, so I won't bother anyone else with Qiao's affairs."
"Yujun!" Song Zihan stood up with a deep voice, "Aren't you... going to the United States with me?"
"Why should I leave?" Qiao Yujun stood on the stairs, a mean look on her thin face, "If I leave, wouldn't it be equivalent to handing over the country I have built through so many years of hard work to others?
"
Snapped!
Qiao Haoting slammed the table, "I'm not dead yet!"
"Dad!" Song Zihan hurriedly held his arm, "Don't be angry, Yujun didn't mean that?"
"Yes, Grandpa, don't be anxious!" Chu Xiaochen also hurriedly came over and held the old man's arm, "Sit down first. This is because Aunt Jun has misunderstood me..."
"Aunt Jun?" Qiao Yujun sneered, "Don't call me that, I can't stand it!"
Letting go of Qiao Haoting, Song Zihan strode over and came to Qiao Yujun.
"Yujun, everyone knows that you are in a bad mood right now. Stop making trouble and come back upstairs with me!"
As he said that, he took her arm and tried to push her upstairs.
"Let me go!" Qiao Yujun threw him away, "Your daughter was killed by someone else, and you can still talk and laugh with your enemies at the same table. Are you still a man?"
