Chapter 145

Qiao's old house, located near yangshoushan in Licheng, is a former villa group far away from the prosperous economic center.

It is said that after the death of his wife, the old lady of Qiao family, he moved back to yangshoushan ten years ago in memory of her.

Now, Mr. Qiao has reached the end of his life. He's all in one breath. I'm sober, but I don't talk about the property distribution.

Therefore, most of the affairs of the Qiao family are currently managed by Qiao Yuanzheng, the eldest son.

Just after ten o'clock, Qiao feibai hurriedly stepped into the gate of the old house. On the phone, her father angrily told her to go back to the old house. Along the way, she was in a trance and nearly ran the red light several times.

Vaguely, she felt bad.

The old villa has a strong sense of age. Even if it has been carefully repaired, it still shows the vicissitudes of life after the baptism of wind and frost.

Joffey took a deep breath, and when he stepped into the living room, his eyes were slightly raised, showing panic.

The eldest uncle Qiao Yuanzheng is here, and her father Qiao Yuanxin is also here. There are still two smoking figures standing by the window. The atmosphere is dignified, which is quite like a three Hall trial.

The people smoking by the window are Qiao Mu and Qiao Qing.

Qiao Qing is the only son of the eldest uncle Qiao Yuanzheng. He has always been the closest to Qiao mu.

Qiao feibai drew back his eyes from them, stood in the middle of the living room and called, "uncle, Dad, brother, second brother."

She was also cold with autumn. After calling, she got a sharp cold eye from Qiao Yuanzheng.

"Faber's back?" At this time, wenerhua, the great aunt who came out from the kitchen with the fruit tray, saw joffey and said hello with a smile.

"Great aunt."

Joffey nodded and looked away at upper Winfrey.

She deeply remembered her father's warning and did not dare to have too much contact with her great aunt.

This woman from the Wen family in the imperial capital has been in power with Qiao for nearly 40 years, and her position has become increasingly stable. Her means and scheming can be seen, and she is by no means an ordinary person.

Nowadays, the Qiao family's internal strife is in hot demand, and every house is trying to attract all kinds of wealth to its own banner.

The atmosphere of sitting in the same room is just superficial harmony.

Wen Erhua put the fruit plate cut by his servant on the table. His face was well maintained in his fifties. He couldn't see too many wrinkles when he laughed.

She wiped her hands with a silk scarf, then said to the direction of the window: "you two smoke less, come here to eat fruit, feibai, you come too."

Qiaomu and QIAOQING pinch cigarette ends, and they turn around at the same time.

The two brothers are similar in height, but Qiao Mu is taller. Today, he is wearing a gray Gaoding suit with a white shirt inside. The collar is open. Walking to the coffee table, he looks at Qiao feibai carelessly, and his thin lips bring up a sneer.

Qiao Qing is a little older, about 35 years old, with a dark blue polo shirt and a pair of casual dark trousers.

His appearance and Qiao Yuanzheng have seven or eight points similar, are a pair of deep hidden sharp light eyes, when looking at people, unconsciously full of fierce.

"I'm not in a hurry to eat fruit. Three girls, please tell me what happened when Joe was sued!"

At this time, Qiao Yuanzheng spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the warm living room seemed to be covered with frost, which made Qiao feibai shiver.

"Uncle..."

Qiao feibai called in a low voice. In Qiao Yuanzheng's sharp eyes, it was difficult to speak.

Qiao's entertainment is an industry that she has worked hard to get from Qiao's family. She must not lose it.

A few seconds later, Qiao feibai finished the draft and calmly looked at Qiao Yuanzheng, "uncle, it's Tiancheng entertainment who deliberately framed it. I've contacted the lawyers and won't let them succeed."