After the colleagues left, Han yun'an walked to Qiao Qing in the eyes of many people.

Mature and handsome men and women, just stand together on the full ten eye.

Qiao Qing handed the flowers to him and took off his sunglasses. "Tired or not?"

Han yun'an shook his head slightly holding the flowers, raised his hand to fiddle with the petals, "not tired, used to it."

In the noisy airport, Qiao Qing's eyes fell sharply on her face.

It seems... She didn't know about the morning news.

At least under his gaze, he didn't see anything wrong with Han yun'an.

Qiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief and took her hand. They walked out of the airport one by one.

About half an hour, Qiao Qing drove to Han yun'an's apartment.

After getting off the car, Han yun'an watched Qiao Qing take out a few paper bags from the trunk, a little puzzled, "what did you take?"

Qiao Qing's face did not change to reply, "the clothes you bought for me in the imperial capital last time, I forgot to take them home. Let's put them here first."

After that, he took out the jewelry box from the bag and handed it to the front, "this is the jewelry for you. I've brought it with me."

Seeing this, Han yun'an didn't reach for it, but looked at Qiao Qing playfully, with a funny heart.

The bags of clothes, obviously taken apart, including what he said, also seemed contradictory.

Han yun'an did not break his careful machine, took the jewelry box, and went to the same building.

Today's Qiao Qing, everywhere is showing carefully, she naturally feels!

But Han yun'an, such a smart woman, would never ask questions.

In fact, she had seen the news about Qiao Qing before she got on the plane.

Back home, Han Yunan took off her windbreaker and put it on the armrest of the sofa. As soon as she sat down, the phone in her coat pocket rang.

Han yun'an took out a look, it was Han Yunting.

She didn't hesitate. After answering, she asked with a smile, "why do you have time to call me today?"

Han Yunting thought, to the point, "Qiao Qing's news, do you see it?"

At this time, Qiao Qing, who was going to hang his clothes in the cloakroom, suddenly stopped.

He and Han yun'an are very close, vaguely heard his name from the receiver.

Hearing this, Han yun'an gave Qiao Qing an instant look and said, "well, I see it."

"What do you think? And you want to continue with him? " When Han Yunting asked this, his tone had become very unhappy.

In his opinion, Qiao Qing doesn't deserve his eldest daughter!

If he can keep his peace, that's all.

But while his elder sister was on a business trip, he went out to meet a woman in private. He was not qualified to get Han yun'an.

At that time, listening to Han Yunting's angry tone, Han yun'an was dumbfounded and laughed, "what's the matter with you? Are you angry about such a thing?

Don't worry about it. I know for myself. I just came back to Licheng today. If I have time, why don't I come out for dinner at night? "

At the other end of the phone, Han Yunting hesitated for a moment, and then the voice tightly agreed, "you can eat, but don't take him."

Han yun'an was in a bit of a dilemma, and he didn't want to disappoint his brother, so he comforted him and said, "you can book a restaurant first. Let me know when you've ordered it."

After the end of the call, Han yun'an put his mobile phone on the table. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Qiao Qing was still in place, "what are you doing? Why don't you sit down? "

Qiao Qing thin lips slightly pursed, look dignified to open mouth: "morning that news, I can explain!"