"An'an, you're back so soon? Tell me, what's the attitude of the elders of the Luo family?" Zhang Xiuzhu is most concerned about her daughter's relationship with Luo Beiyuan, so she is eager to know something.
"His parents are very good to me. Mom, did you know that dad and Qin Rourou broke up?" Qiao Anan asked anxiously.
Zhang Xiuzhu showed an expression of disgust: "It's hard for me not to know. Your father was drunk last night and came to my place. I let him sleep on the floor all night. I don't know when he left in the morning. This kind of Old bastard, he should suffer a little."
After hearing this, Qiao Anan was stunned, and suddenly she covered her mouth and laughed: "Mom, you and dad, things have turned around."
"Of course. I took him too seriously back then and he actually despised me. Now that I am living a happy life, he comes back and wants me to forgive him. There is no way." Zhang Xiuzhu completely figured it out. Men are not the only important thing in life, she can also live her own happy life.
"Mom, let me listen to something for you." Qiao Anan took out her mobile phone and played the recording to Zhang Xiuzhu.
"You deserve it." Zhang Xiuzhu cursed angrily: "Your father brought it on himself. Who made him lose his mind because of Qin Rourou's obsession, and drove his biological daughter out to raise a son for someone else? Ha, how funny."
Qiao Anan also felt that her father was too confused about this matter, but at this point, she could only accept the result.
"Mom, dad's company will definitely get better, and he will definitely not be having a hard time now." Qiao An'an said in a low voice.
"What? You still pity him? Don't forget how he allowed Qin Rourou to drive us out." Zhang Xiuzhu immediately became dissatisfied when she saw her daughter's expression.
"I will never forget it. My father's mistakes cannot be forgiven, but... he is also my father after all. I can't really watch him get angry to death." Qiao Anan sighed helplessly.
"Ignore him if you want." Zhang Xiuzhu continued to stand up and dance with the people on the TV.
Qiao An'an looked at her mother's fulfilled look and couldn't help but sigh, if her mother had given up her attachment to her father earlier, would their marriage be better? Loving someone is like holding a handful of sand. The harder you hold it, the faster the sand will leak out. Marriage is also about relaxation and relaxation. It seems that she has to study it carefully. After all, she will also have it. own marriage.
The next morning, after a heavy rain in the middle of the night, the weather became clearer. The sky was cloudless and only the warm sunshine shone on the earth.
During the day, Cheng Qingqing shot endorsement ads, discussed new scripts with Li Secha, and made appointments with magazines for the next few days. She used to be so busy that she was busy, like a weight on a wheel, without stopping. In the evening, Cheng Qingqing had to go home early. She didn't even go to the hospital because Li Qingyan said he would take her to a banquet tonight, and she was going as Mrs. Li.
Mrs. Li!
This unfamiliar identity made Cheng Qingqing's heart tingle. She pinched her fingers and looked out the window. For some reason, she seemed to be looking forward to meeting Li Qingyan.
Cheng Qingqing smiled to herself. She must be too lacking in love. She has not had her father's care since she was a child. Her dependence on men is stronger than that of girls of the same age. Li Qingyan is also much older than her, and his Cheng Qingqing gradually fell in love with her care.
The phone rang, and Cheng Qingqing saw that it was Li Qingyan calling her. She raised the corner of her mouth and answered it with a smile.
"Did you see the dress I gave you? Put it on and come downstairs immediately. I'll wait for you in the car." Li Qingyan's voice didn't sound warm, just like conveying an order.
Cheng Qingqing saw the rose-red dress placed on the bed. The red color was as fiery as fire, and the design was unique. The shoulder strap on one side completely released her beautiful collarbone. Her white skin and slender figure, Cheng Qingqing found that after putting it on, she felt a little less like herself, and she suddenly gained a touch of nobility.
In order to match this hot red outfit, Cheng Qingqing also put on a slightly rich makeup. Heavy makeup can cover up her inferiority complex, make herself more confident, and prevent others from seeing her true face, which will give her psychological comfort. effect.
Cheng Qingqing took a deep breath, put on the matching high heels, and took a bright-colored clutch bag. She put a lipstick in it, and then discovered that there was an exquisite small wallet inside, with two cards, one of which is a black card, and a few pieces of change.
Cheng Qingqing's breathing was stagnant. Li Qingyan was so thoughtful. It would be hard for a woman not to love such a man deeply. I wonder if he is equally attentive and considerate to his boyfriend. Thinking of this, Cheng Qingqing found herself feeling sore, and even more wanted to see what the other half who was loved by Li Qingyan looked like, what kind of fate they had, when did they start, and how close was their relationship? , is their relationship also known to me
With questions in her heart, Cheng Qingqing went downstairs and walked towards the black car step by step.
Cheng Qingqing is quite tall, measuring 1.67 meters. She is accustomed to wearing high heels. She walks with the confidence and elegance of a woman. She holds the hem of her skirt that stretches to the floor with both hands. As the dusk is about to end, she looks charming. walked towards Li Qingyan.
Li Qingyan was sitting in the car, turning a ring that had just been put on her ring finger in her hand. She felt a little uncomfortable. She looked through the car window and saw Cheng Qingqing walking towards her. Her bright and charming appearance looked like Like the last ray of sunset behind her, it was so beautiful that it made your heart beat faster.
Li Qingyan squinted his eyes, and there was no wave on his calm handsome face. It was just like a gust of wind blowing in his heart, setting off a wave.
Cheng Qingqing came over, and Uncle Gu quickly opened the car door for her and said with a smile: "Madam, sir, I wish you a pleasant night."
Cheng Qingqing sat in, and the strong smell of perfume made Li Qing put her hand to her nose and looked at her with disgust: "Are you wearing perfume?"
Cheng Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly: "Yes, don't women always wear perfume when they go to parties?"
"I know how to spray perfume, but not a cheap and pungent perfume like yours." Li Qingyan sneered.
"Ah?" Cheng Qingqing quickly put her wrist in front of her nose and smelled it, and immediately disliked it: "It is indeed too strong, but this is already my most expensive bottle of perfume, so what should I do? Go down and wash yourself off.”
"We don't have time, let's go over first and talk later." Li Qingyan grabbed her arm and prevented her from getting out of the car. Cheng Qingqing's pretty face was hot with embarrassment. Oh my god, it was so embarrassing. If she had known it, she would not have sprayed that perfume. Now in this small space, the smell of this perfume has fermented, and it is so rich. She couldn't breathe, and Cheng Qingqing was about to be asphyxiated. She quickly reached out to open the car window to get some air, and cried loudly in her heart. It was over. Li Qingyan already disliked her, but now, she was afraid that she would anger him.
Li Qingyan put his hand down from the end of his nose, and in the next second, he took her left hand and put a large, shiny diamond ring on her ring finger.