The child was born that day and did not die at all. Qiao Zhenyu had someone take the child away. In his heart, Yan Xiluo was not worthy to be the head of the Qiao family at all.

He just wanted to hide the child and let Yan Xiluo leave. Because there is no bond with the child, Yan Xiluo will definitely leave soon.

But he didn't expect Yan Xiluo to drive into the sea when he heard the child had left.

At that time, Qiao Zhenyu was very guilty, but guilt was guilt, and his principles remained the same. Now that the girl has fallen into the sea, he will raise the child well.

Now, Qiao Moli still can't cheer up because of that girl, which makes him very annoyed.

He was wondering whether to let him know about the child, maybe it would stimulate his determination to cheer up.

Anyway, Yan Xiluo is no longer in this world, this child will sooner or later let Qiao Moli know.

If he knew that he had this child, he would definitely restore himself to the old Qiao Moli.

In fact, that day, the child didn't die at all, and everyone was deceived by Qiao Zhenyu.

At the same time that Yan Xiluo was bleeding heavily, Qiao Zhenyu got the news and rushed to the hospital in time.

Because the situation was very dangerous at that time, the attending doctor specifically asked Qiao Zhenyu's opinion whether to protect the adults or the children.

Qiao Zhenyu has always disliked Yan Xiluo, so he wouldn't care about her life or death.

He had never approved of Yan Xiluo, and felt that she was not worthy of being the head of the Qiao family, let alone Qiao Moli's wife, so he had no intention of thinking about her at all.

Therefore, at that time, Qiao Zhenyu ordered that he must do his best to preserve Qiao's bloodline. As for the woman who gave birth to Qiao's bloodline, let her live and die!

When the doctor rescued the child, Yan Xiluo also came back to life. Seeing that Yan Xiluo was alive and well, Qiao Zhenyu immediately bought all the doctors and nurses in the same company and took the child away. Ask the doctor to announce to Yan Xiluo that the child is dead.

He only wanted Yan Xiluo to leave, and the Qiao family's children would give him the highest honor!

Fortunately, Yan Xi survived, but after she regained consciousness, she was informed by all the medical staff that the child passed away because the rescue was not in time.

Yan Xiluo was devastated by the blow, but she never knew that her child was secretly taken away by Qiao Zhenyu and hid.

In Qiao Zhenyu's heart, Yan Xiluo was not suitable to be the mistress of the Qiao family, and this matter passed quickly.

After all, there are many outstanding girls who surround Qiao Moli every day, and he probably will forget about Yan Xiluo in a short time.

As a woman, there is no difference, without this one there will be another one. As long as you have money, why not have a wife!

Qiao Zhenyu's calculation was good, but he never expected that he had miscalculated the situation.

He originally thought that the longer Yan Xiluo died, Qiao Moli would gradually forget about her.

But he didn't expect that after such a long time, instead of cheering up, Qiao Moli lost his memory.

Every day is like a child who doesn't care about world affairs. What is it that you don't even want the entire Qiao family anymore? !

Qiao Zhenyu was very annoyed. He felt that he had to give Qiao Moli a hard medicine.

On this day, Qiao Zhenyu woke up early, and with his great-grandson in his arms, he drove to Lingdao.

On the way, Qiao Zhenyu hugged his chubby great-grandson, kissed and kissed, looked at and looked at, feeling very reluctant to part with.

This is the blood of their Qiao family, well-behaved and clever, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes are as cute as Qiao Moli's when he was a child.

If it wasn't for waking up Qiao Moli, that bastard, he wouldn't be willing to send him out.

Soon, the car arrived at Lingdao and stopped in front of Qiao Moli's villa.

Uncle Lin didn't expect the old man to come to Lingdao again, so he hurried forward to greet him. As soon as he opened the car door, he saw a baby in the old man's arms.

The little milk baby was plump and chubby, and was babbling and smiling at Lao Lin, only laughing so that Lao Lin was in a trance for a while.

Did he travel through time and space? Otherwise, how could I have seen the third young master when he was a child?

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, Lao Lin bowed respectfully to Qiao Zhenyu, "Master, this kid?"

Qiao Zhenyu knew that Lao Lin had seen the clue, so he didn't deny it, "That's right, this is Mo Li's son."

Lao Lin was stunned and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say next.

The young master's son? The young master's son is not...

He had speculated just now, but speculation and affirmative answer are completely different things.

What's more, it's even more surprising that this matter came from Mr. Qiao's mouth.

When did the young master have such a son? Look at that little pouting and smiling figure, it's clearly an angel who fell into the world by mistake!

"Why are you still standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?" Perhaps because he was holding his great-grandson, Qiao Zhenyu was in a good mood, and his tone of voice was a little teasing.

Uncle Lin came back to his senses and nodded without hesitation, "Okay, okay, let's go now, master, you go this way."

"Hmm." Qiao Zhenyu snorted through his nose, carefully hugged his precious great-grandson, and walked towards the villa.

Uncle Lin was walking in front, his steps were brisk, almost as if he was running.

He came to the villa in three or two steps, pushed open the door, and said ecstatically, "Master, the old man is here, the old man is here."

The villa was echoed by Lao Lin's abrupt voice, and Aunt Mei came over in a hurry, looked at Uncle Lin, "What are you talking about? It seems that the old man has never been here?"

"It's different!" Uncle Lin was so happy that the wrinkles on his face piled up, he pointed to Qiao Zhenyu who was not far behind him, "Look, take a closer look, and look at what the old man is holding in his arms, what is it?"

Aunt Mei was complaining about Uncle Lin, but when she heard what he said, she looked in the direction of her finger and saw Mr. Qiao walking over awkwardly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, only to realize that Mr. Qiao really wasn't holding a baby in his hands. Looks like five or six months old!

No way? !

Aunt Mei rubbed her eyes, then stretched out her hand to give Uncle Lin a hand, "Butler Lin, whose child is the old man holding in his arms?"

She has worked in Qiao's residence for more than 30 years, and she is well aware of Mr. Qiao's temper, which is that he doesn't like children very much.

Don't think that he now regards the third young master as a baby bump. When the third young master was young, as long as he heard crying, he would definitely throw the third young master out, just because it was too noisy.

Just such an old man who hates children, will hold the child in his arms? Aunt May expressed ten thousand disbeliefs.

But the facts couldn't tolerate Aunt Mei's disbelief. Before Uncle Lin could answer, Mr. Qiao had already walked over cautiously.

His steps were steady and powerful, and he walked carefully, as if he was holding a treasure in his hands, for fear that if he was not careful, it would be broken.