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"What are you arguing about?" Aunt Qiao rushed over.

Qiao Dongcheng walked to the window and lifted the curtain. "Look at that car, can she afford it? Is it hers? "

I gritted my teeth and looked at him proudly. Qiao Dongcheng, I'm poor, I don't have money, I don't have my parents to help me, but I still have friends. "

He said sarcastically, "What friend? You know very well. I don't want to expose you in front of my mother. "Give me your phone."

"Why should I give it to you!?" The more confident you are, the more I will not give it to you.

"Mo Qian Xun." He shouted angrily, "Don't make me angry. Give me your cell phone."

I just won't give it to him. He kicked the sofa on the side fiercely, "Sure, you won't call him, right? I'll call him."

"Eastern City." Aunt Qiao came up and coldly yelled, "What are you crazy about? Why did you come over here to bully Qian Xun after drinking two cups? What are you trying to vent your anger on?"

"Mom, it's none of your business."

"Let's go back." cried his mother.

"Mom, it's none of your business if you leave." Qiao Dongcheng was about to pull out the phone.

Aunt Qiao picked up the glass from the small table and poured the rest of the water on Qiao Dong Cheng's face.

For a moment, I was surprised too.

In the past, she was the only one who doted on Qiao Dongcheng. Today, she was pouring water on a son that she was proud of.

"Simple Nanny, make him some wine. I think you've had too much to drink. Qian Xun is safe and sound in the mansion, but when you come back, you will take her as your anger. Calm down first."

Could it be that Uncle Qiao scolded Aunt Qiao when he returned in the morning, and it was she who began to recite my parents' past kindness. Ai, I don't understand it, but it is quite strange.

After half an hour or so, Qiao Dongcheng changed into clean clothes and came over. He then lightly placed a cup of milk tea on the small table.

"Qian Xun, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I drank too much."

When I didn't say anything, he continued, "My mother said something about me. I'm sorry, but I was in a hurry, and I admit that I have a macho person. I don't want my wife. I don't want to use the things that others give me."

I said coldly, "If you have a virgin complex, honestly, you don't have to waste each other's time getting married."

He lowered his eyes and lightly said, "I'm not in a good mood either. I apologize for my earlier impoliteness. I didn't know about what happened yesterday either, but it was a temporary mistake on my mother's part that made you feel wronged. There won't be any more of this happening in the future, so don't be angry for a long time."

"Qiao Dongcheng, I won't have any feelings for you. Don't talk to me like that, I'm not used to it." Is there a need to get angry at you?

He smiled and ran a hand through my hair. "We're going to be married, jealous of people who have passed away. That's not necessary, is it?"

I pulled his hand away. "You do your job!"

"Don't stay in your room all day, Qian Xun. Go watch the play tonight."

"Not interested."

"What about the fashion show?"

"Are you bored?" I yelled at him.

When he heard this, he chuckled, "Alright then, hearing your voice, I won't be angry anymore. It's not good to put it to heart, I've had a few too many drinks in the afternoon and still have some headaches. I'm going to rest, we'll have dinner tonight. Call me."

"The servant will call you."

"You call." He smiled and closed my door.

What right do I have to be angry at your family? To be able to utter such words to you, it is ultimately because of my weak pride.

I don't want to be suspicious of Qiao Dong Cheng's mother's current attitude. Anyway, Uncle Qiao won't let her change her mind. It's easy to change a lot, but hard to change one's nature.

Uncle Qiao came back this morning after sending me out on purpose. I don't know what happened.

Dinner at night, knock on his door.

Qiao Dongcheng joyfully said, "Come in."

"Time to eat." He didn't want to go in.

He called out from inside, "Qian Xun, come in. I was looking for you online. Come take a look."

He turned around again and pushed open the door.

There were all sorts of wedding gowns displayed on the wide LCD screen. He used one hand to prop up his chin and said, "Qian Xun, take a look at the styles you like. Once you've chosen it's time for someone to make them."

"It's all pretty good, whatever. It's time to eat. "

It didn't matter whether it looked good or not. Marrying now was no longer an eternal matter.