Chapter 591

"In the future, our family will be well together. In case of contradiction, please hold a family meeting to make a statement at the first time, okay?"

Zhao Qiqing gently held Mrs. an's hand and her eyes were serious and focused.

Mrs Ann wriggled her lips, trying to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth.

"OK, listen to you."

Zhao Qiqing gently hugged Mrs. an on the shoulder and patted her, "Mom, I couldn't accept it before, but now think about it, there's no deep hatred. As far as relatives are concerned, you're my mother connected by blood."

"As far as the past is concerned, there is no obstacle between us. You don't have to follow me. We are what we should be."

Mrs Ann pursed her lips, smiled and nodded, "OK, listen to my daughter."

An Zirui stepped forward and frowned disdainfully, "what about me?"

"You? You were accidentally sent by me when I charged the phone bill." Mrs. an's eyes are full of Zhao Qiqing now. An Zirui is like a kitten that can be discarded at any time, which is despised by Mrs. an.

An Zirui shrunk his mouth and moved away. "Alas, I'm so miserable. I'm despised by my own mother."

Mrs. an smiled and said, "this child is full of nonsense."

Seeing that the time was almost the same, we decided to go back to attend president Zhang's daughter's dinner before leaving.

"Hey? President an, what did you just do?" General manager Zhang's eyes moved and he was stunned when Fu xishen and Zhao Qiqing walked with them.

"Well, what's the situation?"

An Fu stepped forward, smiled kindly at President Zhang and explained, "to be honest, Sheng Hui's Zhao is always my own daughter."

Hearing the speech, president Zhang was stunned. "I've never heard of it."

"Rich family Mishin, I haven't talked to you about some things. My daughter will get married at that time!"

An Fu took the opportunity to disclose the news of Zhao Qiqing's marriage to president Zhang. President Zhang smiled.

"Good, good, good news for your family!"

"Well, you're busy. We'll just take our seats ourselves." An Fu gently pushed general manager Zhang and motioned him to help him.

President Zhang smiled and nodded, "OK, I'll come later."

At night, the streamer was full of color. President Zhang's daughter was wearing a white wedding dress and walked slowly towards her husband in front of the main stage.

The scene of president Zhang holding his daughter and handing her over to her future husband nearly made everyone cry.

"Before long, you can hold your daughter's hand like this." Mrs. Ann sighed with emotion.

"See how the wedding will be arranged when it's sunny." Ann's father didn't dare to make his own decisions. He looked up at Mrs. an and shook his head.

Mrs. an also knows that some things can't be too demanding now, otherwise the facts will often be the opposite.

"I'll discuss this process with the people in the wedding company. I can't get married without a father."

Fu xishen received Zhao Qiqing's eyes and took the initiative to say what she couldn't say for her.

Zhao Qiqing nodded gratefully, her eyebrows twinkling with stars.

Who doesn't want his father to reach out and marry himself as a wife when he gets married?

In this scene, Zhao Qiqing had fantasized countless times in countless dark nights.

Fu xishen reached out and held Zhao Qiqing's cold little hand. She was trembling and more looking forward to it.

An Fu, sitting not far away, was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Qiqing with curved eyebrows and eyes.

"That's good. I've been looking forward to many days and nights." Mrs. an was lyrical again and shook her head. "My dear daughter, there is love, and now there is family pain. God bless us. We didn't treat our family badly."

"Well, well, this is someone else's wedding. Is it inappropriate for you to be so sad?"

An Zirui made a timely sound and interrupted several people's endless marriage recognition meeting.

Fu Xi looked at an Zirui deeply and asked, "since everyone is open and transparent, you should also hold on tight."

An Zirui raised his eyebrows and looked at him in his spare time, "what are you holding on to?"

"Guess." What Fu xishen said was obscure, and the topic stopped at once.

Du xiatong on one side understood, "I think President Fu is connoting me."

"No, my family ah Shen is considerate. I know that my baby is destined to be smaller than your baby. It's not much worse to be born early."

Zhao Qiqing smiled, cunningly like a fox, and Du xiatong glanced at her.

"I know bullying people!" Du xiatong shriveled his mouth and made faces with her.

Looking at the two people talking and laughing, Mrs. an took out the exquisite velvet bag she had prepared for a long time from her bag. It was very small and exquisite.

"It's for Qingqing. Xiaotong already has it. My mother has kept it for you all the time. I just want to give it to you one day."

Zhao Qiqing took the flannelette bag handed over by Mrs. an, opened it and looked inside. There was a jade pendant lying on the ground.

"This..."

"There must be a dowry for my daughter. My daughter must not be poor." Mrs. an had a good reason and took out her mobile phone to record it.

An Zirui couldn't help laughing, "Mom, you'll be busy in the future. What's the hurry?"

Mrs. an shook her head and said coldly, "I'm not in a hurry. I have to do it myself. You're still young and don't understand anything. I have to come."

Looking at Mrs. an's posture, I feel unhappy without bleeding.

Ann's father looked at Mrs. Ann and nodded gently: "let her go. As long as people are happy, it's not bad."

Zhao Qiqing raised her eyes and leaned on Fu xishen's shoulder. The dim light made her feel a little sleepy.

Fu xishen glanced at her, whispered softly, "why? Are you sleepy?"

"It feels a little." Then she yawned and looked around. Everyone looked at the stage carefully and attentively.

"Why don't xishen take Qingqing back first? We have the same here."

Mrs. an now pays close attention to Zhao Qiqing's physical condition all the time and is reluctant to let her get hurt at all.

Fu xishen raised his wrist, glanced at the time above and nodded gently, "I think so, so I'll take her first."

Several people sitting at the table nodded and waved their hands to the two to leave.

After Zhao Qiqing went out, she suddenly got pregnant and vomited for a while, and she was uncomfortable by the tree.

"Hey? Cousin, why are you here?" The voice of Huaining's doubt sounded faintly, with some uncertainty.

By the light of the street lamp, she came close and suddenly smelled a thick stench.

"Is cousin pregnant again?" She pinched her nose. She didn't dislike it. It was the disgusting smell.

Fu xishen was expressionless and kept close company with Zhao Qiqing without saying a word.

He nodded, then looked up at Huai Ningzhi and asked, "do you have any paper?"

"What paper?" She reacted and didn't react for a while.