After all, Mr. Qiao is a well-known figure.
No matter how absurd Qiao Mohan behaves in his daily life, those are just minor quarrels in private, and their impact on the Qiao family can be said to be negligible.
But today's wedding was different.
With so many celebrities attending the wedding and reporters reporting on it, it almost became the focus of the entire city.
Su Qing ran away from the marriage, which not only slapped Qiao Mohan's face, but also the Qiao family's face.
At the wedding of the eldest grandson and heir of the Qiao family, the bride actually ran away.
Mr. Qiao could guess without even looking that Qiao’s stock would definitely be affected tomorrow.
Thinking of this, the old man became more disgusted with Su Qing's ignorant behavior - he was ready to arrange for someone to go down and deal with emergency measures after hanging up the phone.
In addition, Mr. Qiao also planned to arrange someone to bring Qiao Muer back to his side immediately.
If possible, it would be best to send him abroad and prevent Su Qing from having contact with him.
As for the baby in Su Qing's belly, he would wait for someone to find her and then monitor her secretly.
After the child is born, we will take him for a DNA test. If he is really the Qiao family's child, then we will naturally take him back.
After all, Mr. Qiao is not a soft-hearted person, otherwise he would not have been able to lead the Qiao family out of the heavy siege in the business and political circles and stand on his own.
He is not Qiao Mohan. He has no feelings for Su Qing and he was not optimistic about her.
Since Su Qing didn't seize the last chance, don't blame him for being ruthless.
"Grandpa, wait, wait..." Just as the old man was about to hang up the phone, Mrs. Qiao's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"If you have anything else to say, please tell me quickly." Mr. Qiao's tone was deep, and it was obvious that he was impatient.
He is also busy dealing with official business.
Mrs. Qiao Jiang Manyun's long and thin eyebrows were tightly knitted together, as if she wished she could pinch a fly to death.
She really didn't want to face the old man like this, but if she didn't say something, she was afraid that the old man would blame her when he found out in the future.
"Dad, it's like this... It wasn't just Su Qing who disappeared at the wedding, Mu'er also disappeared. Mu'er also..."
"What? How do you do things! Knowing Mo Han's current situation, you actually let that woman take Mu'er away!" Old Master Qiao's steady and imposing aura finally collapsed.
He could always face Su Qing with a condescending attitude.
The main reason is because of Qiao Muer.
Su Qing couldn't snatch Qiao Muer away from her back then, but as long as she can't snatch her away from her now, she can have a firm hold on her.
Mr. Qiao had no personal relationship with Su Qing and had never even met her.
In Mr. Qiao's opinion, Su Qing was just an ambitious woman with a poor background, a complicated family, and who used her children to climb the social ladder.
Mr. Qiao would never agree to hand over his great-granddaughter to such a woman.
"How could you tell me this now? You all are really incapable of doing anything good, and always make things difficult..." The old man was so angry that he hung up the phone. He could no longer calm down, and personally arranged for people to search the whole city for Su Qing.
On the other side, Qiao Mohan had been sent back to the manor by Lu Yuchen.
"Mo Han..."
"No need to say more, I know... You guys, just leave me alone." Qiao Mohan waved his hand to stop his friends from persuading him.
He refused Lu Yuchen and Xinluo's requests to follow him, and walked into the bedroom, clutching the letter tightly in his hand, clutching the last note left by Su Qing.
Bang!
The door was closed, isolating the inside and outside of the house.
Qiao Mohan blocked Lu Yuchen and Yue Xinluo from entering the door, while he himself was "imprisoned" alone in this bedroom that was still filled with warmth this morning.
He walked step by step towards the big bed placed in the middle of the bedroom.
There, there seemed to still be the lingering warmth of when he hugged Su Qing and Mu'er this morning.
"Wife..." the man murmured.
The deep voice carried deep pain.
He hugged the pillow where Su Qing had slept. There seemed to be a faint fragrance belonging to Su Qing on it.
There is one more chapter to be updated at 0 o'clock in the evening (to be continued)