Chapter 909 What Should I Do if I Am Too Weak [38]

Playing a niece, did Qiao Jian really give her a slap in the face?

It's just an employment relationship, I still need to report so much to you?

She suppressed the muddy horse in her heart, and said with a smile: "I got lost when I came out of the bathroom. Fortunately, I met my brother, and then my brother brought me along."

When the girl spoke, her soft and cute face looked innocent and bewildered, as if that was the case.

Hearing this, Qiao Jian frowned slightly, with some disbelief in his eyes, "Then why did you two come in holding hands?"

As soon as these words fell, Qiao Jian heard a cool sneer from the tall young man in front of him.

Qiao Jian frowned and looked up at the young man. The young man's stable and dignified eyebrows and eyes were full of laziness and coolness. He raised his slender eyelashes, as if hearing something funny, and his dark pupils were stained with a sense of humor.

His eyes were cold and funny, "Isn't this the effect you want? For example...'brother and sister' harmony, huh?"

Hearing the young man's sarcasm, Qiao Jian frowned immediately, and said sternly, "Qiao Shijin! Pay attention to your manner of speaking, I am your father!"

Hearing this, Qiao Shijin's expression became cold, "It seems that what I said five years ago was feeding the dog! Qiao Jian, the father-son relationship between the two of us has been broken."

"You!" Qiao Jian stared.

Looking at the raging flames that were about to burn on both sides, Shen Wanqing fully adhered to the principle that watching the excitement is not a big deal, and besides, Qiao Shijin was not at a disadvantage, so she felt that it was none of her business.

It's a banquet here and there's no melon seeds to eat. Shen Wanqing just happened to be hungry, so she brought an exquisite cake, sat on the chair next to her, and stuffed spoonfuls of cakes into her mouth.

He thought he could see a wonderful scene, but he didn't expect Qiao Jian to vent his anger on Shen Wanqing without letting out a fart after staring at him.

Seeing Shen Wanqing eating cake leisurely there, he became even more angry.

He looked at Shen Wanqing, and said fiercely: "What else do you want to eat? Have you forgotten the purpose of coming here today?!"

Shen Wanqing paused while stuffing the cake, and licked the corner of his mouth blankly.

Purpose?

Oh, sorry, she really forgot.

"Wipe your mouth and come with me!" Qiao Jian didn't want to stay any longer, so he left this sentence coldly.

Qiao Jian's words caused Qiao Shijin to ponder deeply.

Did Qiao Jian lead Shen Wanqing for a purpose?

The young man narrowed his long and narrow pupils slightly, his deep and dark pupils were faintly shining with a dim light, and the cinnabar mole on the end of his cold eyes like a butterfly-tailed butterfly also looked extremely deep.

He flitted his gaze nonchalantly, and landed on the girl in front of him.

The girl was wearing a beautiful evening dress, her exposed skin was very fair, her shoulders were thin and thin, her collarbone was beautiful, her lines were smooth, and she felt very good at first glance.

At this moment, he was looking at himself blankly, holding a stack of exquisite cakes in his hands, and tilting his head up, a little white cream stuck to the corner of the girl's lips, looking very attractive.

Seeing this, Qiao Shijin frowned slightly, suppressing the strange and strange emotions in her heart.

After Shen Wanqing regained consciousness in a daze, she sighed with regret.

The cake was eaten in two or three strokes, and the plate was put down.

While wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue, she reluctantly looked at the other cakes.

She found this thing to be delicious, it seems that this cake made of pure Wangzai milk has a strong sweet and milky aroma, it is simply amazing!