Chapter 250

An Xiaochu got up a little early the next day and ran to Qin Ziang's room. There's no one in the room. It's probably in the cloakroom. An Xiaochu remembered that he had never seen a blood spray in the cloakroom before. He didn't dare to rush in rashly and simply sat down on Qin Ziang's bed.

Looking around, the gift box she gave was not in the room. Qin Ziang must have taken the things to the cloakroom. An Xiaochu's heart is itching. Looking forward to the door of the cloakroom.

Qin Ziang heard his cell phone ringing outside when he was wearing a tie. Holding a tie in one hand, he walked out of the cloakroom with a cold eyebrow. Before he stepped out of the cloakroom door, he put out his hand with his mobile phone in his palm.

Qin Ziang was stunned for a few seconds and immediately recognized the owner of the hand. Qin Ziang simply answered the people on the other side of the phone. Qin Ziang hung up and saw an Xiaochu standing at the door with his arms in his arms, looking at him in a good posture.

Qin Ziang also returned to the cloakroom with a cold and arrogant look, holding his tie and mobile phone. An Xiaochu kept up with her. When Qin Ziang was wearing a tie in the mirror, she still kept a look of whether to laugh or not.

"Hungry and thirsty? I don't have time today." Qin Zi'ang straightened the collar of his suit, raised his hand and looked at his watch. He regretted to an Xiaochu.

An Xiaochu's leisurely expression cracked instantly - go to his hunger!

She came for a bet, okay. Before going to bed last night, she made a bet with Zhou Shanshan. Zhou Shanshan bet that Qin Ziang would bring her gift today. An Xiaochu bet not. After all, she fooled Qin Ziang for a long time. According to Qin Ziang's high and cold style, her dress can only be pressed at the bottom of the box.

"Full of mosaics, I just have plenty of time. I came to see if you need my help."

An Xiaochu despised her eyes and sophistry. She said Qin Ziang wouldn't bring her gifts.

"Open the cupboard over there, take out the things in the first row and the first column, and bring them for me."

"It really aroused me, all right." who made her lie.

An Xiaochu opened the cabinet on the right, and there was a cabinet of Tie Pins neatly placed inside. The first row, the first column - she sent it yesterday.

An Xiaochu was tangled, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Is this your attitude to help?" Qin Ziang's voice was a little cold. He came to tease him early in the morning. He really thought he was dead.

"No..." an Xiaochu silently took out the tie pin and handed it over. Qin Zi'ang didn't reach out and only looked at an Xiaochu. An Xiaochu soon understood what he meant.

"Hurry up, don't waste time. I'll give you a chance to verify the effect. What are you doing?" Qin Ziang urged with his head down. His hot breath was mixed with the smell of mint mouthwash.

An Xiaochu pinned his hands for Qin Ziang, and his ears suddenly turned red. It's so ambiguous. The man lifts it up. It's true that he's not in the same position as a woman.

An Xiaochu spent the whole day thinking about the kiss that fell on the earlobe after she fastened the tie pin for Qin Ziang in the morning.

"Hey, hey, yesterday's gift was good. Look at your spring heart." Zhou Shanshan smiled obscene at an Xiaochu.

An Xiaochu rolled his eyes as usual.

"The original teacher asked you to arrange your concert after him. Did you agree?" Zhou Shanshan suddenly turned to work. In fact, the original meaning was to let an Xiaochu hold a concert with him, but an Xiaochu refused.

People always learn to grow up by themselves. She can't live all her life under the protection of forgiveness. She held a concert alone. Whether she succeeded or not, it was a step in her growth.

Yuanyu didn't agree with her, but finally reluctantly nodded and proposed to put an Xiaochu's concert after his own concert. This is actually paving the way for an Xiaochu with his own influence.

"I haven't thought about it yet. The original teacher asked me to go back and think about it. There is still some time. Don't worry." Yuanyu's cultivation of an Xiaochu has reached a new level recently. An Xiaochu can't refuse his kindness. But at the same time, she knows her strength. Worried about the effect of forgiveness.

"Well, I'll go first. Today I'm going back to my parents' house for dinner." Zhou Shanshan nodded without interfering with an Xiaochu. She is supportive of any choice her friends make.

When she went out, Zhou Shanshan saw a luxury car parked not far from the studio. The location of their studio is remote. Luxury cars appear here, which are generally opened by Qin Ziang. With the collapse of Qin Ziang and an Xiaochu last time, Zhou Shanshan's sense of Qin Ziang is very general, and she doesn't specially inform an Xiaochu that they are coming.

"Madam, which lady seems to work in it. Do you need me to inquire about miss an?"

The driver saw Zhou Shanshan coming out of the studio with documents in her hands and asked the lady sitting behind.

When the partition was opened, sitting behind the Bentley RV was Mrs. ou, who had celebrated her 70th birthday a few days ago.

"No." Mrs. Ou has lived for 70 years. The most patient thing she has ever done is waiting.

At this time, she doesn't see it.

Qin Ziang drove over from a distance and naturally saw the valuable Bentley parked outside. He thought he was a fan of forgiveness and didn't distract. Until I caught a glimpse of the car's license plate.

0628 - this group of numbers looks very familiar. He saw them only a few days ago.

The man sitting on it is Mrs. Ou!

Qin Ziang was surprised. He quickly got out of the car and walked over. It happened that Bentley's window rolled down. An Xiaochu looked at him with a smile in the car.

It's all right - Qin Ziang breathed a sigh of relief. He knows that Mrs. Ou is grandma Xiao Susu. So seeing Mrs. Ou coming to an Xiaochu, he subconsciously felt that it was not good. After all, the relationship between an Xiaochu and him is shameful in the eyes of outsiders. Because he has Xiao Susu, his fiancee.

"It's a little late today. Is the company busy?" an Xiaochu naturally said hello to Qin Ziang. Said, also walked down from the car.

Qin Ziang's attention didn't focus on an Xiaochu, but kept staring at Mrs. Ou sitting in the car.

"Hello, I didn't expect to see you here." Mrs. Ou is a rare guest, not to mention looking for someone outside. Qin Ziang holds an Xiaochu's waist, his face is as proud as ever, but his eyes are defensive.

"I'm here specially to see you. I'm sorry that Xiaochu got dirty at the party last time. Today I'm here to invite you to dinner." Mrs. Ou's voice is still gentle, at least it's too soft compared with the cold and arrogant that an Xiaochu heard before.

And her words are full of apology. Qin Ziang and an Xiaochu, as young people, can't refuse at all.

"We should invite you." Qin Ziang nodded and agreed, took an Xiaochu back to the car, whistled for Mrs. Ou's car to go first, and he followed.

"Why did she come?" Qin Ziang couldn't believe it. If he came a little later, where would an Xiaochu be and what would happen to him now.

"When I get off work, her car stops there. Don't be nervous. It's okay." an Xiaochu pulls a smiling face and puts his hand on Qin Ziang's gear.

Qin Ziang knew what she was worried about. Mrs. Ou clearly had a deep relationship with Xiao Susu, but she showed enough intimacy to her.

This is really a tangled problem. An Xiaochu suddenly remembered that the man who claimed to be Xiao Susu's uncle came to her last time and said to help her leave Qin Ziang.

Is there any connection between the two - or is it Xiao Su Su's new trick?

An Xiaochu thought calmly that what should come will always come. It's just a matter of time. Qin Ziang is with her today. Let's meet together.

Along the way, an Xiaochu made up a lot of his own brain.

However, when it comes to dinner, all brain tonics seem to be of no use.

"Would you mind coming to my house? I'm older and prefer to stay at home." Mrs. Ou got out of the car and looked at an Xiaochu and Qin Ziang. She didn't feel ashamed of lying to others.

"It's our honor to be here." an Xiaochu was sensitive and noticed that Qin Ziang's face was not very good, and resolutely blocked his speech.

"That's good, please come in." Mrs. Ou walked in front, and Qin Ziang took an Xiaochu's wrist and walked behind her.

"Madam, you're back. I've made you fresh meat swallows and..." Xiao Susu heard the sound of the car engine from a distance and welcomed him out of the kitchen.

When I saw the two people behind Mrs. ou, the voice suddenly stopped. Is Mrs. Ou old and confused? Just bring Qin Ziang back. She even brought an Xiaochu with her.

Xiao Susu suddenly felt humiliated, and her gentle smile turned into cold ridicule. Mrs. Ou looked at her disapprovingly and turned back to greet an Xiaochu and Qin Ziang to sit down.

"Grandma, are you hungry? The meat swallows are ready. I'll let the kitchen cook them." Xiao Susu was so angry that she couldn't find a way to vent for a while. She stared at an Xiaochu and wanted to throw people out directly. It's too much. I forced the door.

She is the only certified granddaughter of Mrs. ou.

Xiao Su Su suddenly changed her name to Mrs. Ou's "grandmother", which also stunned Mrs. ou.

Mrs. Ou looked at Xiao Susu in surprise. The child was too depressed. It was a deliberate change of address to remind her to distinguish between relatives, distance and proximity.

Mrs. Ou was disappointed. Xiao Susu really didn't understand her mind at all.

She asked an Xiaochu to come home with Qin Ziang. She was not old and didn't distinguish right from wrong. Instead, she wanted Xiao Susu to see clearly whether Qin Ziang was worth her marriage.

"Let the kitchen prepare the guests' dinner. Don't be busy. Let's sit and chat for a while." Mrs. Ou motioned Xiao Susu to sit down.

Chat - an Xiaochu thought that the important play was coming. Will Mrs. Ou be polite first or slap a candy?

Last time Xiao Susu's uncle used this set. An Xiaochu estimated that Mrs. Ou's wrist was almost ten.

However, the facts are always beyond the imagination of the human brain.