Qiao Yaozu was about to grab it: "Honey, don't tear it apart. I folded this for you, and I folded it for my wife."
Fang Liyuan's hand paused and immediately tore the last paper crane in her hand into pieces.
Who wants this idiot to fold paper cranes for her?
When she, Fang Liyuan, is as stupid as this idiot, is she a three-year-old child?
Fang Liyuan pointed at Qiao Yaozu: "Next time you fold these things, I'll make them look good to you!"
Bai Xiaoru came down in a hurry.
She grabbed Qiao Yaozu and said, "Young master, don't make the eldest mistress angry. Let me take you to play."
Qiao Yaozu did not leave.
Fang Liyuan, on the other hand, felt upset watching Qiao Yaozu and went upstairs.
Seeing Fang Liyuan leave, Qiao Yaozu sat on the sofa dejectedly.
Bai Xiaoru was frightened thinking about Fang Liyuan's angry look just now.
She said: "Didn't I tell you, young master, don't provoke the young mistress if you have nothing to do? If you make the young mistress angry, young master, you will have a hard time."
Qiao Yaozu looked very sad and aggrieved.
He looked at Bai Xiaoru, with tears in his eyes: "Xiaoru, I just want to fold paper cranes for my wife. Why did she tear all my paper cranes into pieces? Why? I folded them for a long time.
Yes, doesn’t it look good even if I fold it?”
Bai Xiaoru's heart ached.
She hurriedly said softly: "It's beautiful. It's beautiful. The young man's paper cranes are the most beautiful."
"Then why did she tear them all into pieces? Does Xiaoru not like me?" Qiao Yaozu asked.
Bai Xiaoru didn't know how to answer.
It is certain that Fang Liyuan does not like Qiao Yaozu, she is even disgusted and wishes Qiao Yaozu to die immediately.
But how could he tell Qiao Yaozu this?
If he told me, wouldn't it be like inserting a knife into Qiao Yaozu's heart?
"Xiao Ru, why don't you speak? Is that so? Does my wife not like me?" Qiao Yaozu became more and more anxious when he saw Bai Xiaoru not speaking and asked.
"Young Master, wait a minute." Bai Xiaoru suddenly ran to the table and took a small mirror.
She held a small mirror and placed it in front of Qiao Yaozu: "Young Master, look in the mirror."
Qiao Yaozu's eyes fell on the mirror.
"Young Master, does the person in the mirror look good?" Bai Xiaoru asked.
Qiao Yaozu stared at himself in the mirror.
Big eyes, tall nose, thin lips, really good-looking.
Qiao Yaozu said: "Good-looking, I'm so good-looking."
"That's it." Bai Xiaoru said softly: "How come no one likes such a good-looking young master, so don't worry."
Qiao Yaozu picked up the mirror.
He looked at it for a while and then put the mirror aside.
"Xiaoru, sit down." Qiao Yaozu said to Bai Xiaoru.
Bai Xiaoru sat down.
Qiao Yaozu made an action that Bai Xiaoru didn't expect. He rested his head on Bai Xiaoru's thigh.
Bai Xiaoru's breath froze.
But soon a tenderness flashed in her eyes.
If this action is performed by another man, it may be very ambiguous.
But when Qiao Yaozu does it, it doesn't contain any eroticism.
It's like a child leaning on its mother's lap.
"Xiao Ru." Qiao Yaozu spoke with a somewhat lonely voice: "I always feel that my wife doesn't like me, but I like her very much. I always want to please her, but why can't I always please her? She hates me, right?
?”
"No, the eldest young master doesn't."
"Yes!" Qiao Yaozu said: "She hates me, just as I am sad, my wife doesn't like me."
Qiao Yaozu was sad, and Bai Xiaoru also became sad.
She couldn't help but gently caress Qiao Yaozu's head with her hand: "The eldest young master is not uncomfortable. Even if the eldest young mistress doesn't like you, others will like you. The eldest young master is a very likable person."
"Really?"
"real."
"Then Xiaoru likes me?"
The tenderness in Bai Xiaoru's eyes deepened: "Young Master, of course I also like you."
After a pause, Bai Xiaoru said again: "The eldest young master is the most handsome and gentle man I have ever seen."
"Really?" Qiao Yaozu raised his head, his eyes sparkling: "They all say that Shao Ting is good-looking, and that Shao Ting is the best-looking one."
Bai Xiaoru shook his head: "The second young master is very good-looking, but I think he is far inferior to the eldest young master, who is the most beautiful."
Qiao Yaozu smiled like a child, showing his bright white teeth: "Xiao Ru, Shaoting is also good-looking, I am good-looking, and so are you."
Bai Xiaoru laughed, his eyes crooked.
…
Qiao Shaoting returned to Qiao's house, and the housekeeper told him about Mrs. Qiao.
Qiao Shaoting pursed his lips and said nothing.
The housekeeper here had a headache and said: "Young master, this old lady has spoken out and said that if I don't tell her the whereabouts of the young master's biological mother next time, she will ask me to leave the Qiao family."
Qiao Shaoting said: "I understand, you go down first."
Knowing that Qiao Shaoting knew what was going on, the housekeeper retreated first.
Qiao Shaoting returned to the study.
He turned on the computer and then plugged something into the computer's USB port.
Soon a box jumped out.
The scene in that frame was clearly the scene in Qin Yu's bedroom, and then another frame jumped out, that frame was the scene near the window.
Qiao Shaoting pulled the time bar.
Nothing at all.
He turned off the computer.
…
After get off work, Qin Yu saw Wen Qian appearing at the entrance of the mall holding a large bouquet of roses.
Qin Yu was stunned on the spot.
What is this Wenqian doing holding a big bouquet of roses?
Wen Qian walked up to Qin Yu and handed the rose to Qin Yu: "A rose for a beautiful lady."
An electric current flashed in Qin Yu's mind.
She looked at Wen Qian blankly: "The roses in the morning were also given by you."
"yes."
Qin Yu suddenly stammered: "You, why did you give me roses..."
"What do you think?" Wen Qian looked at Qin Yu with a smile.
Even if Qin Yu has never been in love, he understands what this means.
Her fair little face suddenly turned red.
Could it be that everything Wen Tian said was true and Wen Qian really meant that to her?
This, how is this good?
Qin Yu suddenly panicked.
She put the rose in her hand into Wen Qian's hand: "I don't want it, I can't want it."
"Okay." Wen Qian didn't force it.
He picked up the rose and walked to the car and put it in the car. Then he came over again. The man's voice was as gentle as the wind: "It's my business for Xiaoyu to pursue you. It's your business if you don't agree. I won't force it, but you
You have to give me a chance."
"I..." Qin Yu became even more panicked.
"Just contact me like an ordinary friend. If you don't accept me after being in contact for a while, I won't force you, but Xiaoyu must give me this opportunity, okay?" Wen Qian stared at Qin Yu gently with his eyes.
That way, it's simply impossible to refuse.
Moreover, what he said was reasonable and reasonable, and it was impossible for anyone to say no.