Chapter 24 - Xiao Yan Stories in the British Golden House
Zhao Qian, who was standing at the side, was startled, and then said to Xiao Yan: "Boss, I'll go out first."
He passed the space to Xiao Yan and Song Xiazhi.
On Song Xiazhi's small face, there was an unspeakable sense of loss. She slightly narrowed her eyes and said. "Big Brother Xiao, Miss Qiao is your wife, right?"
she repeated, with conviction.
Xiao Yan let out a faint sigh. With a slight smile, he replied, "Yes, from now on, you have to call her sister-in-law."
"... But I don't want to scream. "
The girl's delicate face was filled with jealousy.
She buried her face in his knees, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. "Big Brother Xiao, why did you marry?"
"Marriage is what everyone has to go through. Go rest, you know."
The man rose and reached for her arm.
Song Xiazhi stubbornly leaned on the wool blanket and said, "I want to see what big brother Xiao's wife looks like."
Xiao Yan pursed his lips, the side of his face becoming a straight line, the outline of his face becoming bright and clear. He reached his hand into his pocket and took out a black leather wallet.
Song Xiazhi's vision became blurry. Within the hazy tears, she saw a beautiful and delicate face.
She bit her lip and propped herself up. "She's very beautiful. She looks about the same age as me."
Xiao Yan accepted the wallet, and lightly nodded. "Mn, twenty-two this year."
With her. Generally.
Song Xiazhi finally fell asleep with great difficulty. Doctor Wei, as Song Xiazhi's attending physician, chatted about her condition with Xiao Yan in the study room.
Doctor Wei pushed the recent medical examination to Xiao Yan, "In the car accident one year ago, one of her kidneys was damaged, but in this one year, her other kidney was also in decline. However, dialysis can only delay time, and the best method is to switch kidneys."
Xiao Yan slightly raised his brows, and said word by word. "I've found the kidney source."
"That would be for the best. When are you going to operate?"
Xiao Yan hesitated a little, "Wait a little more."
Before leaving, Doctor Wei reminded, "It is not good to be aware of this situation. I suggest that we have the operation as soon as possible. "
Xiao Yan's face was as cold as ice, as if it was ten miles of ice.
Haicheng University.
Qiao Mo didn't have any plans to return to the villa tonight. She stayed in the dorm and laid on the small bed, tossing and turning without any sleepiness.
His mind was filled with Su Hua's face.
Being used as a substitute by someone, even if you don't love that person, your heart would still be displeased.
She turned on the phone. The light hurt her eyes in the dark. It was now ten o'clock in the night.
Then Britain should be. Around 2pm in the afternoon.
Weird, he couldn't help but think of Xiao Yan.
She was about to slip under the covers when her cell phone vibrated.
The girl in the dorm slept early. She quickly picked up the phone and got into bed, quietly listening to the call.
"Why didn't you come back tonight?"
Qiao Mo's body stiffened. Xiao Ru Qing actually called her.
Trembling, she called out in a low voice, "Mom … "I have self-study tonight, and I have self-study tonight …"
Lying, without leaving a trace.
Xiao Ru Qing snorted coldly, "I didn't expect the fourth year students to be so busy."
It was obvious that he didn't believe her.
However, Xiao Ru Qing didn't investigate further. After getting along with him these few days, Qiao Mo had finally understood Xiao Ru Qing's personality. She didn't have any bad intentions, it's just that this person's personality was a little cold and his mouth was a little harsh.
"Mom, is there something you need from me?"
"Accompany me to a charity dinner this weekend, your formal attire is still in the shop. I will have the secretary send the address to your phone later, I have already informed Manager, you can try it on yourself, if the size doesn't match, you can change it."
Qiao Mo opened her lower lip. Why did Xiao Ru Qing want her to attend a charity dinner?
But how would Qiao Mo dare to reject? She was her mother-in-law after all, so she could only agree.
In the afternoon of the second day, Qiao Mo found the fashion shop according to the address on her phone. After she entered, she was received by the Manager.
Qiao Mo was overwhelmed by the favour and followed Manager up to the second floor, but Manager did not pick up his clothes.
Qiao Mo was suspicious. "Lady Xiao Ru Qing asked me to come and get a set of formal clothes, may I know …"
Manager said apologetically: "Oh, it's like this, Chairman Xiao did indeed make a qipao for us, it's just that … Right now, the qipao is with that young miss. "
Qiao Mo's gaze turned towards the direction the Manager was pointing.
Su Painted was tall and slender. He wore a white dress with silk lining and a qipao. In front of the fitting room, he twisted his waist to see the effect on his upper body.
Qiao Mo frowned, this was truly the narrow path between enemies!
She took a deep breath and walked over with large strides. She stared at Su Dian and said, "Miss Su, the cheongsam you're wearing is mine."
Su Hua froze for a second, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then looked at her seductive self in the mirror. He adjusted his seductive posture and slowly said arrogantly: "Does this qipao have your name, Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Mo choked and said to Manager: "I'll have to trouble Manager to call Lady Xiao Ru Qing. Who exactly is the owner of this cheongsam?"
"Wait." Su Tu stopped Manager. His enchanting and exquisite face was filled with pride. "Didn't Aunt tell you that this qipao is for me?"
"What did you say?" But Mom. Lady Xiao Ru Qing told me that this qipao is mine. "
Qiao Mo was even more confused now. This was clearly Xiao Ru Qing's scheme, she had already made it clear that she didn't like Su Hua and she also didn't like her. She wanted to see the two of them fight internally, but in the end, no one could benefit from it.
Su Hua touched the jewelry necklace on his neck and said, "Since that's the case, then we'll go first."
Qiao Mo was also not a small white rabbit who would trample on people. Her obedient and quiet behavior had only been demonstrated in front of people like Xiao Yan, who were not pushovers. Qiao Mo sneered, "It's just a qipao, it's not like you're your husband. I just missed a qipao, but Miss Su, I'm afraid even my husband … "
After hearing those words, how could Su Mo continue to act amiably?
Interrupting Qiao Mo, she said angrily: "Don't use insinuations when you speak! If I hadn't left Xiao Yan for two years, would Mrs. Xiao's current position be yours?! "
A ball of rage appeared within Su Hua's eyes.
Qiao Mo remained calm and collected as she ridiculed him, her arms folded and her chin slightly raised with disdain in her eyes, "Who let you go for two years? Who wants to hear your story? Others only cared about the identity of the current Mrs. Xiao. Miss Su, you are already Mr. Xiao's past self, stop being so tactful. "
Su Tu's entire face turned green and white from anger.
Qiao Mo turned around and was about to leave. She didn't intend to argue with her, and her attitude could be described as natural and unrestrained.
Su Hua grabbed her wrist. "Wait a moment!"
Qiao Mo frowned, sshe only saw Su Hua entering the changing room, after changing his clothes and coming out, he grabbed the cheongsam in his hands and fiercely glared at Qiao Mo, saying each word: "What does not belong to me, even you, Qiao Mo, will not be able to obtain!"
Her pure white hand exerted a great amount of force, and the qipao in Su Hua's hand was torn apart.
The threads on the cheongsam had been torn.
When the shop assistant at the side saw this, he was stunned. He was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe out.
Qiao Mo only left behind the word "childish" before she turned around and left.
Only after exiting the fashion shop did he hit his head.
Damn it, Xiao Ru Qing purposely made things difficult for her. She wanted to see if she had the ability to take back the qipao.
But now, the qipao had already been torn apart by Su Tu.
What did she take out for a qipao!?
Xiao Ru Qing's phone rang as expected.
Qiao Mo felt that the woman's voice was sinister listening to it.
"How is it? Is the qipao fitting?"
Qiao Mo looked up to the sky. She wasn't even wearing one, and didn't even know if it fit properly.
"... "It fits, it's beautiful."
His scalp went numb as he threw caution to the wind.
Xiao Ru Qing chuckled mockingly. "That's good. For the weekend dinner, remember to wear the qipao that I specially arranged for you, and accompany me to attend the charity dinner as promised. Qiao Mo, I want to introduce you to everyone. "
Qiao Mo felt that the days of a pincer attack were too bitter.
However, before Xiao Yan married her, he had already hated the matter of their public relations. Qiao Mo finally understood that Xiao Ru Qing was using her to intentionally anger Xiao Yan.
This mother and son pair were really weird.
But that wouldn't make her cannon fodder, would it?
Qiao Mo waited for the bus to arrive, at the same time she called Xiao Yan who was overseas.
It was early morning in England.
After the call, Qiao Mo anxiously asked for help: "Your mom is bringing me for a charity dinner this weekend, she said that she wanted to publicize our relationship, what do you think we should do?"
"You are …?"
On the other end, there was a clear and melodious girl's voice.
Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat, she thought, calling the wrong number?
Looking at the screen, it was Xiao Yan's cell phone number.
Thus, she was certain of one thing …
Xiao Yan was not on a business trip to England, but to flirt with girls.
Qiao Mo said concisely: "I'm looking for Xiao Yan."
The girl at the other side paused and continued to ask without hesitation, "You are big brother Xiao's wife? Big Brother Xiao is in the morning bath right now, so it's not convenient for you to pick up the phone. "
Qiao Mo felt her heart clench.
How intimate was their relationship exactly? Even when Xiao Yan was bathing, a girl was helping him answer the phone early in the morning?
It could be seen that this girl had an unusual relationship with Xiao Yan.
Qiao Mo pursed her lips, "Then after he's done bathing, tell him to call me back."
She hung up without waiting for a reply.
He didn't know why, but his heart was actually sore.
A man's love for others, especially a man like Xiao Yan who stood at the top of the pyramid, couldn't be treated as fake or fake.
Qiao Mo took a deep breath and put the phone back into her pocket.
London, England.
Inside the villa, Xiao Yan finished his shower and came out. He picked up the phone on the table, pursed his lips and asked Song Xiazhi: "You touched my phone before?"
Song Xiazhi propped up her chin and smiled sweetly, "I felt that it was too boring, so I used your phone to play a game."
She had just cleaned up the records of Qiao Mo's call.
Xiao Yan said with a stern voice: "In a while, I'll let Zhao Qian buy a phone for you."
Song Xiazhi supported her little head, blinking her large eyes at him: "I don't want."
Inside the house, there was a phone and a computer. It was useless for her to use her cell phone.
Xiao Yan lowered his head and opened his phone.
Song Xiazhi moved closer, "Who do you want to call?"
"Don't worry too much about children."
Xiao Yan rubbed her hair, he turned his back and was about to go out to make a phone call.
"I'm not a child. I'm as old as Big Brother Xiao's wife, and since Big Brother Xiao thinks that I'm a child, then why did you marry Miss Qiao, who's a child like me?"
Xiao Yan paused for a while, then said with his thin lips: "She's different."
Song Xiazhi froze on the spot.
She had always thought that she was someone different to Xiao Yan, but she discovered that she wasn't.
He was good to her only because of her illness and because of him … Is it?