In order to meet Zhao Heping, Yang Xiaoqiao dressed up tonight. With light makeup on her face and a pink purse in her hand, she stood quietly at the intersection, attracting pedestrians from time to time.
Looking sideways. The familiar car slowly stopped from a distance. The driver quickly opened the door and walked around to the back row. He opened the door and said softly: "Ms. Yang, please come in!"
Yang Xiaoqiao nodded in greeting, lifted up her slender legs tightly wrapped in black stockings, walked in slowly, glanced at the middle-aged man who had been waiting for a long time, and said softly: "Hello, Uncle Zhao!"
After Yang Xiaoqiao sat down and the car drove out smoothly, Zhao Heping glanced sideways at Yang Xiaoqiao, sighed, and said: "Xiaoqiao, you must have worn too little today. It's so cold. If you have a cold, then...
But it’s not good.”
Yang Xiaoqiao looked moved, nodded and said, "I just finished my makeup class today. I was afraid that you would have to wait too long, so I just put on a few clothes and came out."
Zhao Heping sighed, looked at Yang Xiaoqiao dotingly, and told the driver: "First find a department store and help Xiaoqiao pick out some clothes."
The driver nodded, turned around at the next intersection, and drove towards the downtown business district.
Walking into the mall, Zhao Heping suddenly felt a warm and soft feeling under his armpits. He looked back and saw that Yang Xiaoqiao's eyes were twinkling and she had hugged his arm with a smile on her lips. Zhao Heping thought for a while and did not refuse Yang Xiaoqiao.
He slowly tightened his arms out of kindness.
Choosing a brand clothing store called "Celebrity", Zhao Heping sat at the door of the fitting room and waited for a while. Yang Xiaoqiao walked out wearing a snow-white woolen coat, with a brown turn-over collar that supported the whole person.
The temperament is transcendent.
He nodded, smiled, walked to the counter, took out the cash, and said, "Just buy this dress."
The waiter smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Sir, you are really discerning. This dress is especially suitable for your girlfriend. It is the main new product in our store for autumn and winter. It is definitely worth the money."
When Zhao Heping heard that the waiter said that Yang Xiaoqiao was his girlfriend, he did not show any strange expression. He just smiled modestly and looked at Yang Xiaoqiao again. He saw that she seemed to be full of shame, and her cheeks were flushed with red. Wait.
After leaving the brand store, Zhao Heping sighed softly: "The waitress just now had too bad eyesight..."
Yang Xiaoqiao said weakly: "Uncle Zhao, I was actually very happy when I heard the waitress say that..."
Zhao Heping was slightly startled, then smiled and did not continue speaking.
Zhao Heping is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He naturally knows what Yang Xiaoqiao means, but he will not easily lose his true feelings and let himself fall into the emotional quagmire.
He kept trying to keep himself awake and calm. Yang Xiaoqiao was his junior, and his concern and love for her was just out of the elder's love for the junior, nothing more.
In the mall, Zhao Heping bought another pair of brown knee-high boots for Yang Xiaoqiao. Yang Xiaoqiao was very happy for this. Zhao Heping could feel the joy from Yang Xiaoqiao's every move. He suddenly felt that the pressure became less and he was completely relieved.
Relax.
When they arrived at the coffee shop, Yang Xiaoqiao chose Western food for Zhao Heping. Zhao Heping looked at the surrounding environment and said with a smile: "I have eaten Western food several times, all in hotels, but never in a coffee shop like this. I didn't expect it.
A place like this has more atmosphere.”
Yang Xiaoqiao smiled slightly, took out a beautifully packaged box from his leather bag, tied with a pink ribbon and a bow, handed it to Zhao Heping, and said in a soft voice: "Uncle Zhao, thank you for buying me clothes and shoes.
It's my gift to you."
Zhao Heping was a little surprised. He took the box with a smile. After opening it, he found that the long box contained a purple tie. Zhao Heping nodded and said: "It's a beautiful tie. I like it very much. Xiaoqiao, you are so thoughtful."
Already."
Yang Xiaoqiao held up the high-heeled glass wine glass, bumped it gently with Zhao Heping, and said: "Uncle Zhao, you have been helping me and my mother since my father passed away. I am really grateful to you..."
Zhao Heping waved his hand and sighed softly: "Your father and I have a very good relationship. He has always been a strong man and helped me a lot. I didn't expect that he would be so hard to think about... Oh, let's let the past happen.
Go over, you are very up to date, I believe he will be proud of you in heaven." When Zhao Heping said these words, he did not notice a complex light shining from Yang Xiaoqiao's eyes, and of course it just flashed by.
Yang Xiaoqiao took a sip of red wine, a look of confusion appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Uncle Zhao, I have something on my mind that I want to tell you."
Zhao Heping smiled casually, clasped his hands together, and said with stern eyes: "Tell me, if you need anything, uncle will definitely help you."
Yang Xiaoqiao lowered her long eyelashes and whispered: "Uncle Zhao, I'm afraid I've fallen in love with you."
"Ah?" What Yang Xiaoqiao said shocked Zhao Heping. He quickly reacted and persuaded him seriously, "Xiaoqiao, don't talk nonsense. I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and I have always regarded you as
Treat her like my daughter. Besides, aren’t you and Xiaojing very good friends?”
Tears suddenly filled the corners of Yang Xiaoqiao's eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhao, I know this idea is wrong, but I can't help it..."
Zhao Heping felt a pity in his heart and sighed: "Xiaoqiao, please stop talking. In fact, my uncle also likes you very much... But, you know, the age gap between us is too big, and we will be looked down upon by many people...
"
Yang Xiaoqiao shook his head, bit his red lips, and whispered: "True love transcends age. Uncle Zhao, as long as you accept me, I am willing to bear any pressure."
"Xiaoqiao..." Zhao Heping's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold the catkins placed on the table by Yang Xiaoqiao.
Yang Xiaoqiao raised his head and looked at Zhao Heping, his eyes full of affection.
The two finished dinner harmoniously, and Zhao Heping asked Yang Xiaoqiao about his recent study and life in detail. Yang Xiaoqiao also told Zhao Heping in detail. This light feeling of warmth made Zhao Heping extremely satisfied.
.Zhao Heping knew that he still had deep feelings for Yang Xiaoqiao, otherwise he would not have approached Yang Xiaoqiao subconsciously. He never thought that Yang Xiaoqiao would take the initiative to reveal his love to him. At fifty years old, there would be a young girl who could fall in love with him.
, this is a fatal temptation for middle-aged men.
After finishing the western meal, Zhao Heping was about to send Yang Xiaoqiao to school. However, Yang Xiaoqiao suggested that he go to Zhao Heping's hotel to sit for a while. Even with Zhao Heping's strong determination, he still did not have the courage to refuse.
Zhao Heping chose a three-star hotel. The exterior decoration of this hotel was average, but the inside was quite stylish and built to quasi-four-star standards. After entering Zhao Heping's business suite, Yang Xiaoqiao took off his shoes and socks.
, stepping on the thick carpet with bare feet. When Zhao Heping saw Yang Xiaoqiao looking like this, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.
"Would you like something to drink?" Zhao Heping asked as he slowly took off his windbreaker and hung it in the closet.
"I want to drink some red wine..." Yang Xiaoqiao asked playfully while sitting on the edge of the bed, shaking her two slender legs.
Zhao Heping nodded, walked to the bedside, picked up the phone, dialed the front desk number, and ordered a bottle of red wine and snacks. About ten minutes later, the waiter brought the cart in.
What surprised Zhao Heping was that Yang Xiaoqiao had a good drinking capacity. In this atmosphere, Zhao Heping, who had never drank alcohol, also drank a lot, and soon the bottle of red wine was empty.
"Uncle Zhao, I want to drink again..." Yang Xiaoqiao's eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and he became more and more charming.
Zhao Heping nodded and said, "Okay, I'll order another bottle now." He was about to stand up when he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, but it was Yang Xiaoqiao's whole body pressing on his shoulders.
"Xiaoqiao, you're drunk!" Zhao Heping said softly, reaching out and touching her jade-white face, and said dotingly.
"Yeah, I'm drunk." Yang Xiaoqiao said vaguely, "Uncle Zhao, do you like me?"
Zhao Heping didn't hesitate much. He nodded decisively and said softly: "Xiaoqiao, uncle, I like you, of course I like you."
"If you like me...then go take a shower." Yang Xiaoqiao suddenly opened her eyes and said tenderly.
"Take a bath?" Zhao Heping gently helped Yang Xiaoqiao and let her lie flat on the bed, "I'm going to go now..."
When the bathroom door was closed, Yang Xiaoqiao, who seemed to be drunk at first, suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were clear and clear, and she was not even half drunk. She walked lightly to the seat where the leather bag was placed, reached out and touched it with skillful techniques.
Take out a camera, then select the angle and adjust it directly opposite the bed. Everything will be arranged within three minutes.
In order to prepare for this moment today, Yang Xiaoqiao had planned for a long time, practiced every link many times, and even thought of countermeasures for possible emergencies. She turned herself into an actor, taking the initiative to seduce Zhao
Heping, pretending to be drunk later, and now looking for opportunities to install cameras, everything happened so naturally.
The next step is the most critical and the most difficult. She needs to completely risk her life and let herself feed the hawk. If Zhao Heping falls into the trap, then she will be able to get Zhao Heping's handle, and then send the audio and video materials to the government department.
It will definitely ruin his reputation.
This is a way of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred to oneself. Although it is a bit outweighed by the losses, it is much insignificant compared to the hatred against the father.
Zhao Heping finished taking a bath, put on his bathrobe, and stepped out of the bathroom. He was still hesitating in his heart. Zhao Heping was not an insufferable person, but the young girl lying on the bed was too special. She was the daughter of his old friend.
If we really have to take another step forward, there will really be no bottom line.
Yang Xiaoqiao changed her posture, holding her jade finger in her lips, showing a charming and lazy expression. Zhao Heping was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help it anymore, and touched the bed...