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Chapter 167: The Imprisoned Daughter 6

But... what if Qiao Jinhuan is allowed to go back?

Will she tell the Qiao family what he had hidden and threatened her before, or will she go abroad directly with the support of the Qiao family so that he can't even find anyone?

what to do?

Rong Yan's heavy eyes fell on Qiao Jinhuan. After a while, he walked out of the room, smoked a cigarette, and went to the study upstairs to bring down a document.

When Qiao Jinhuan woke up from his sleep, Rong Yan was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the book in his hand, and his gold-rimmed glasses were reflecting in the sun.

From Qiao Jinhuan's line of sight, you can see his clearly curved mandibular angle, his loving eyes, the slightly bulging chest and abdominal muscles under his tight-fitting shirt, and his thin waist...all in sight.

With this face and figure, it’s no wonder that the original owner was annoyed, but he didn’t want to really mess him up.

Although it is one thing whether you can do it, but it is another matter whether you can do it or not. This is a matter of attitude.

Moreover, judging from this person's obsession index, if the original owner wanted to mess with him, it would probably only be a matter of words.

After all, before he stopped having seizures, he was really responsive to the original owner's requests, and he couldn't be more considerate.

"Does it look good?"

Noticing her somewhat absent-minded state, Rong Yan raised the corners of her lips and asked softly.

"It's beautiful."

Qiao Jinhuan said very frankly.

Hearing this, the smile on Rong Yan's lips widened by two points.

She really likes me...this face!

The face is really a good thing.

The only thing he was grateful to his father for was that the man gave him such a good-looking face, allowing him to at least have some capital to coax his little girl from being angry.

Rong Yan put the book on the table, walked to Qiao Jinhuan's side and bent down slightly, "Just now, your brother called and asked you to go home tonight."

Qiao Jinhuan raised his eyebrows slightly proudly, as if he had found a savior and regained some of his previous liveliness and vitality.

Rong Yan felt happy and sad at the same time.

Fortunately, she did not lose her former temper because of her sudden imprisonment.

The sad thing is that she is happy for the opportunity to leave herself.

"Take me with you."

Rong Yan finally put forward his request.

"Family dinner, what are you doing with me?"

"I'm your boyfriend... fiancé. Isn't it right for me to go home with you?"

"You can only be considered a boyfriend at best."

Qiao Jinhuan retorted loudly.

But when these words fell into Rong Yan's ears, he laughed, "You admitted it yourself, I am your boyfriend."

Good guy.

Playing this trick with her?

Qiao Jinhuan curled her lips and said, "No."

Seeing her refusal, Rong Yan was not angry, but pointed at the documents on the table, "You probably don't know that Qiao is short of funds recently. Qiao has a project with an investment of 20 billion, just a few days ago

The stockholders suddenly withdrew their capital."

"Do you know how much was withdrawn? Eight billion."

"In the entire city A, I am the only person who can fill this hole."

Do you really think she doesn’t know anything about business?

Qiao Jinhuan retorted calmly, "Can the project make money? As long as it can make money, more people will want to invest in it. One family can't come up with 8 billion, but two or ten companies can always come up with it."

"Jin Huan is so smart."

Rong Yan praised first, then smiled and said in his usual gentle tone, "But Jin Huan, no one in City A dares to snatch the project that I have my eye on."

Seeing Qiao Jinhuan's unconvinced expression, Rong Yan added, "Does Jinhuan think Qiao can go to other provinces to attract investment?"

Qiao Jinhuan nodded.

"Qiao doesn't have that much time. Qiao won't trust those companies in other provinces. I'm the best choice."

Rong Yan gently held Qiao Jinhuan's hand, "I'm just going to discuss business."

"You are going to spy on me."

Qiao Jinhuan directly pointed out his true purpose.

Rong Yan smiled, neither denying nor admitting.

What can Qiao Jinhuan do?

You can't just take him home.

There was such a scene in the original plot, but the original owner didn't realize that Rong Yan was lying to her.

In the above paragraph of Rong Yan, only the information about the withdrawal of capital by Qiao's shareholders is true, and the rest are all lies.

But even if there is no investment, there is still some illegal evidence of Master Qiao.

Even if she can stop him here, she can't stop him there. Anyway, he will be taken back in the end, so let's just follow the plot first.

Seeing her nodding, the smile on Rong Yan's face became brighter and brighter, and then he went upstairs to get a small syringe.

After noticing the rejection and disgust in Qiao Jinhuan's eyes, he explained, "This is the antidote."

He injected Qiao Jinhuan with a special muscle relaxant that could last for twelve hours. If there was no antidote, Qiao Jinhuan probably wouldn't be able to get up until ten o'clock in the evening.

Soon, the antidote takes effect.

Qiao Jinhuan could feel that his physical strength was gradually recovering.

About seven or eight minutes later, she stood up, put her bare feet on the ground, and slapped Rong Yan on the face.

It's just because I just recovered and I don't have much strength.

But Rong Yan still noticed her anger from her actions, so he tilted his head according to the force, then lowered his head, looking at her with a bit of pity, but said nothing.

"What are you looking at?"

Qiao Jinhuan growled angrily.

Rong Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, like a poor little kid who didn't dare to fight back when being bullied.

Suddenly, he reached out to pick her up and placed her on the soft lounge chair. Then he squatted down and held the slippers with one hand and her white, delicate, petite feet with the other.

There are some less obvious blood vessels on the white and pink feet, and the fingernails seem to be emitting a little thin pink light.

Rong Yan couldn't hold back and rubbed her ankle twice.

The next time he moved his hand, he was kicked by Qiao Jinhuan, "Rogue!"

Rongyan:……

He's not...forget it, leave it at that.

Rong Yan thought about it and put the slippers on her obediently, "Be careful that there are pebbles and dust on the ground. Don't step on it casually like this... Yeah!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Jinhuan stepped heavily on his foot.

After Rong Yan groaned, he smiled helplessly and didn't care.

Qiao Jinhuan's little revenge was not something difficult that he expected. It was even considered a kind of intimacy to him.

Qiao Jinhuan walked in front angrily, and Rong Yan followed behind. After a "bang", he was locked out of the bedroom door and almost hit the door.

Several bodyguards who were standing nearby had never seen him suffer such a boring loss, and they almost laughed out loud when they saw this.

But in view of Rongyan's usual reputation, they very wisely lowered their heads to avoid being settled by some stingy grudge.

But at this moment, Rong Yan couldn't care about them.

He knocked lightly on the door and asked softly, "Jin Huan, can I come in?"

"cannot."

"All right."

After Rong Yan heard this, he actually didn't go in. He obediently stood guard at the door, as if he was being punished by standing still.


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