"An An, are you back so soon? Tell me what the elders of the Luo family are? "What Zhang Xiuzhu is most concerned about now is her daughter's relationship with Luo Beiyuan, so she is eager to know something.

"His parents are very nice to me. Mom, dad and Qin Rourou broke up. Do you know?" Qiao Anan asked anxiously.

Zhang Xiuzhu showed a disgusting expression: "I don't think it's hard to know. Your father got drunk last night and came to me. I let him sleep on the floor all night. I don't know when he left in the morning. This kind of old bastard should make him suffer a little."

After hearing this, Qiao Anan was stunned and suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "Mom, you and Dad, this is a turn of feng shui."

"Of course, I took him too seriously at the beginning, and he actually looked down on me. Now, my life is so happy that he is stuck. I want me to forgive him, there is no way." Zhang Xiuzhu completely figured it out that men are not the only important thing in life, she can still live her own happy life.

"Mom, I'll give you something." Qiao Anan took out his cell phone and listened to Zhang Xiuzhu's recording content.

"I deserve it." Zhang Xiuzhu cursed: "Your father was asking for it. Who made him lose his mind by being fascinated by Qin Rourou? He drove his biological daughter out and raised a son for others. Oh, it's so funny."

Qiao Anan also felt that his father was too confused, but at this point, he could only accept such a result.

"Mom, Dad's company will definitely get better, and he will definitely not have a good time now." Qiao Anan whispered.

"What? Do you still feel pity for him? Don't forget how he indulged Qin Rourou to drive us out." Zhang Xiuzhu was immediately dissatisfied when she saw her daughter's expression.

"I will never forget. My father's fault cannot be forgiven, but... he is my father after all. I can't really watch him be angry to death." Qiao Anan sighed helplessly.

"I'll ignore him." Zhang Xiuzhu continued to stand up and danced with the people on the TV.

Qiao Anan looked at her mother's fulfilling appearance and couldn't help but sigh. If her mother had let go of her obsession with her father earlier, would her marriage be better? Loving someone is like holding a handful of sand. The harder she exerts, the faster the sand leaks. The science of marriage also pays attention to being relaxed and relaxed. It seems that she has to study it carefully.

Next, after all, she will have her own marriage.

The next morning, after a heavy rain in the middle of the night, it was clearer. The sky was cloudless and only the warm sunshine shone on the earth.

Cheng Qingqing shot endorsement advertisements during the day, followed Li Secha to discuss the new script, and made an appointment for the magazine shooting in the next few days. She used to be idle, but now she is busy, like a spinning ball, and has not stopped. At night, Cheng Qingqing had to go home early, and she didn't even go to the hospital because Li Qingyan said she would take her to a banquet tonight, and she went there as Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li!

This unfamiliar identity made Cheng Qingqing's heart numb. She pinched her fingers and looked out the window with beautiful eyes. For some reason, she seemed to be looking forward to meeting Li Qingyan.

Cheng Qingqing smiled self-deprecatingly, it must be because she lacked love too much. She did not have the strength of her father since she was a child. Her dependence on men is stronger than that of girls of the same age. Li Qingyan is much older than her. His care made Cheng Qingqing gradually fascinated.

The phone rang. Cheng Qingqing saw that it was Li Qingyan who called her. She raised the corner of her mouth and answered with a smile.

"Did you see the dress I gave me? Change it and come downstairs immediately. I'll wait for you in the car." Li Qingyan's voice sounded unhealthy, just like conveying an order.

Cheng Qingqing saw the rose-red dress placed on the bed, which was as passionate 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 wearing it, she looked a little different from herself, and she had a touch of noble temperament.

In order to match this warm and fiery red outfit, Cheng Qingqing also put on a slightly thicker makeup. Heavy makeup can cover up inferiority, make yourself more confident, and make others unable to see their true face, which will have psychological comfort.

Cheng Qingqing took a deep breath, put on her matching high heels, grabbed a bag with a bright color, and put a lipstick in it. Then, she found that there was an exquisite small wallet inside, with two cards in it, one of which was a black card and a few change.

Cheng Qingqing's breathing was stagnant. Li Qingyan thought so thoughtfully. It is difficult for a man like this to not let women love him deeply. I wonder if he is equally careful and considerate to his boyfriend. Thinking of this, Cheng Qingqing

I found myself so sad that I wanted to see what my partner who was loved by Li Qingyan looked like, what kind of encounters they had, when did they start, how close the relationship was, isn’t their relationship known to me?

With a heart full of doubts, Cheng Qingqing went downstairs and walked towards the black sedan step by step.

Cheng Qingqing is quite tall, 1.67 meters tall. She is used to wearing high heels. When she walks, she has the confidence and elegance of a woman. She holds the hem of a tug-of-war with her hands. When dusk is about to end, she walks towards Li Qingyan in a moving way.

Li Qingyan was sitting in the car, turning a ring on his ring finger in his hand, and he was a little uncomfortable. His eyes passed through the car window and saw Cheng Qingqing walking towards him. Her bright and charming look was like the last sunset behind her, so beautiful that it made people beat faster.

Li Qingyan narrowed his eyes, and there was no trace of turmoil on his calm handsome face, but it seemed like a gust of wind blew up in the heart lake, setting off a wave.

Cheng Qingqing came over, Uncle Gu quickly opened the car door for her, and smiled and said, "Madam, sir, I wish you a happy night."

Cheng Qingqing sat in. A strong smell of perfume made Li Qing extend his hand to her nose and look at her disgustedly: "Have you sprayed perfume?"

Cheng Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly: "Yes, don't women spray perfume when they go to a banquet?"

"You can spray perfume, but it's not a cheap and pungent perfume like you." Li Qingyan mocked.

"Ah?" Cheng Qingqing quickly stretched her wrist to her nose and smelled it, and immediately disliked her: "It's indeed too thick, but this is already my most expensive bottle of perfume. What should I do? I'll go down and wash it clean."

"I don't have time, let's go there first." Li Qingyan grabbed her arm and prevented her from getting out of the car. Cheng Qingqing's pretty face was so embarrassing. Oh my God, it was so embarrassing. She wouldn't have sprayed that perfume if she had known it. Now in this small space, the perfume smell was fermenting, and it was so rich that it was impossible to breathe. Cheng Qingqing was about to rest, so she quickly reached out to open the car window to breathe, and she burst into tears in her heart. After that, Li Qingyan had disliked her. Now, I was afraid that she would anger him.

Li Qingyan put his hand down from the end of his nose, and the next second, he took her left hand and put a shiny big diamond ring on her ring finger.
Chapter completed!