Chapter: 121
The man's slender hand slowly went around her neck, opened the button of the necklace, and put it on Qiao Yimo's neck.
The posture was lazy, his eyes were smiling, and the ambiguous movements seemed to be flirting.
Qiao Yimo clenched his hands, trying to pull the necklace off.
Her current relationship with Leng Tiong is at best a friend, and it is really inappropriate to accept such valuable items. Besides, she never liked getting something for nothing.
Leng Jie noticed her motives, leaned over and gently wrapped her small hands with cold big hands, her eyes were also sharp, and the corners of her mouth smiled, "Don't take it off, or I will go out and announce our relationship now."
After speaking, he added, "It suits you very well."
Qiao Yimo got angry.
Why is the same trick again...
She clenched her fist and slammed the man's chest, then turned and left in the next second.
Leng Juo leaned against the wall and raised her eyebrows slightly, the little girl's fist was really soft.
It hits his chest like a coquettish little cat.
He had begun to fantasize about the scene where Qiao Yimo acted like a baby in his arms.
Presumably, very good.
When Qiao Yimo returned to the table, the banquet was about to end.
Xiuli started booing, "Qiao Yimo, what are you going to give grandma! Show it out!"
Qiao Anchu also booed, "Grandma, sister's gift is very good, it seems to be wrapped by hand, grandma should like it."
A momentary surprise appeared on Qingzhi's face, "Really?"
Every year for her birthday, these people's relatives or visitors give her jewelry. She is tired and never receives gifts made by others. She even looks forward to it!
Ho ho, Qiao Anchu smiled inwardly. It would be fine if he didn't get angry, and hoped that grandma would like it?
Dong Yan clenched her fists and squeezed Qiao Renshan's arm to act like a baby. "Husband, you speak."
Qiao Renshan couldn't stand his wife acting like a baby the most, so he nodded, "Okay."
"Housekeeper Cheng, bring up the present!"
Qiao Renshan didn't know about Qiao Yimo's delivery of the "umbrella".
"Ho ho, give a gift slowly, for fear that others will snatch it away!" Xiuli sneered.
With that said, before Qiao Yimo took the initiative to take it out, Xiuli took the initiative to open the plate presented by the steward Cheng.
The newspaper was packed with cylindrical things and caught everyone's eyes, and everyone present laughed.
"My goodness, this box is too rudimentary."
"This box is the newspaper?"
"It seems that Dong Yan is really mean to her own daughter, and she doesn't give pocket money to Qiao Yimo to prepare gifts."
"Do you think it looks like a folding umbrella?"
"Oh my god, what is the intention of Qiao Yimo to send an umbrella at the old man's 70th birthday party!"
"Is this grandma Qingzhi upset?"
When Xiuli saw the cylindrical object, she couldn't help laughing.
She finally understood why Qiao Yimo didn't take out the gift just now because he couldn't get on the table!
Qiao Renshan was even more dizzy when he saw this thing. He asked Dong Yan in shock, "Wife, what's the matter? The umbrella that Yimo gave?"
Dong Yan blushed and lowered her head in shame, "How do I know!"
"I...! Hey!" Qiao Renshan sighed heavily, really hating iron for not making steel.
He worked hard outside all the year round, trying to run Qiao's company, but he didn't expect such a big problem at home.
Qiao Anchu was so happy to see the reaction of everyone!
Xiuli laughed for a long time, and pointed to the newspaper packaging, "What's inside?"
Qiao Yimo was expressionless and did not answer.
Xiuli laughed and tore open the package. When the black handle was exposed inside, all the people present burst into laughter.
Qiao Anchu, who had been enduring it before, also laughed.
"Oh my God, she really gave an umbrella!"
"Isn't it, that black handle is not an umbrella?" JrNovels.com