Chapter 1733

The father and son had a brief exchange, and almost had no good attitude.

On the phone, Qiao Yuanxian was silent for a moment, suddenly sighed: "tonight, take her to Qiao's house, I have something to say to her."

At this time, Qiao Mu stood in front of the window of the compartment, squinting dangerously, "if you have any words, it's the same with me."

"Qiao mu, please correct your attitude. I'm your father!"

Qiao Yuanxian's cold tone didn't make Qiao Mu's attitude loose. "If you still know you're my father, don't make up her mind!"

Seeing that the father and son would fall into endless quarrels again, the old Duan behind Qiao Yuanxian directly indicated to him with his eyes and asked himself to explain to the second young master.

Seeing this, Qiao Yuanxian hums coldly and throws his mobile phone into his arms. He turns down from his wheelchair and turns his head to sulk.

Lao Duan hurriedly picked up the phone, cleared his throat, raised his mobile phone and said with a warm smile: "second young master, you misunderstood Mr. again.

Recently, the people we sent to protect Huo Zhuyan secretly got some information.

Because it's about Miss Ling, so my husband just wanted to remind her.

Since she is not free now, why don't you come to Qiao's house with Miss Ling in the evening.

Actually... "

At this point, Lao Duan glanced at Qiao Yuanxian, who looked unhappy. Then he covered the receiver and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ling likes Miss Ling very much. Please take 120 heart. Mr. Ling will never hurt her.

Not only that, don't you find that in recent days, my husband hasn't promoted your marriage with the Han family? "

A few minutes later, Qiao Mu's action rigidly hung up the phone, and his ears seemed to be hovering with the words of Uncle Duan.

The old man also likes the little girl?!

Is that possible?!

Qiao Mu looks at the mobile phone screen suspiciously and speculates about Qiao Yuanxian's purpose.

Isn't that his plan again?!

Maybe there are too many "criminal records" in the past, and Qiao Yuanxian's personality has little credibility in Qiao Mu's mind.

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At five o'clock in the evening, Ling Zihuan and Qiao Mu walked into Qiao's door hand in hand.

Today is different from the past, out of respect for the second uncle, the little girl also specially bought a fruit basket.

In the backyard, Qiao Yuanxian is sitting at a stone table reading Buddhist scriptures.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, I ran into the scene of two hands holding hands.

He didn't speak, hurriedly glanced at Qiao mu, and his sight was fixed on Ling Zihuan's figure, "coming!"

"Second uncle!" Ling Zihuan called out clearly, picked up the fruit basket from Qiao Mu's hand, threw it away, held it in his arms and walked to Qiao Yuanxian's face, "I don't know what uncle Er likes, so I bought you some fruit. It's hot and I'll lose my temper by eating fruit!"

I hope the second uncle can live in peace with the second uncle after eating the fruit.

This sentence, the little girl did not dare to say, just silently in the heart to say.

Qiao Yuanxian looked at the fruit basket with satisfaction and said to the stone bench, "sit down."

They communicate with each other as if no one else. Qiao mu, who is left out in the cold, feels a little redundant!

He touched the bridge of his nose, walked to Ling Zihuan's side with a straight face, and sat down boldly. Qiao Yuanxian also spoke at the right time, "you go and wash the fruit."

Qiao mu, who has just settled down: "I'm not sure."

He narrowed his eyes and was about to refuse. The little girl worried that they would quarrel again. She quickly got up and said, "second uncle, I'll go wash it."

Words fall, Qiao Mu has been silent to pick up the fruit basket on the table, stride into the attic kitchen.

Don't think he doesn't know!