Chapter: 281
Qiao Anchu squeezed his arm, his face was very ugly.
"Yimo, how do you dress like this?" Dong Yan, who came out of the bathroom, saw Qiao Yimo's dress with an incredible face.
Before Qiao Yimo could answer, Grandma Qingzhi interjected: "Dong Yan, don't you look good? I chose this dress for Yimo."
Dong Yan was taken aback for a moment and nodded.
"It's pretty good-looking."
Qiao Anchu stared at Qiao Yimo fiercely. She once thought that Qiao Yimo was not her opponent at all, but she never thought that grandma loved Qiao Yimo so much.
Seeing several people talking and laughing, she seemed like an outsider.
She coughed deliberately, which attracted the attention of Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan, "Dad, Mom, hasn't the banquet started yet?"
Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan only reacted now, picked up the microphone presented by the waiter, and announced, "Thank you for taking the time to attend our Qiao family’s eldest daughter Qiao Yimo’s birthday party and our second daughter Qiao Anchu’s birthday party. Celebration feast."
Qiao Renshan said a lot of polite remarks.
Someone among them said in the audience: "Today is also a banquet celebrating Qiao Anchu's upcoming succession to the music of Country Y."
Dong Yan nodded, "Yes, when the college entrance examination is over, our family's An Chu will go to country Y."
"It's amazing. The two daughters of the Qiao family are really promising."
"The royal music of Country Y is really not easy to enter. In the future, the Qiao family will have to take care of us a lot."
"Where is it." Dong Yan pursed her lips and chuckled, enjoying the enviable gaze of others.
The big aunt Xiuli in the corner pinched Qiao Qingling's arm, hating iron for not being a steel road: "Look at Qiao Anchu, people are almost becoming the heir to the royal music of Country Y, what about you? What's your promise!"
Qiao Qingling was pinched to hide, and curled his lips and said: "People have that talent, what can I do?"
"Hey." Xiuli shook her head helplessly, and exhorted: "In the future, you and Qiao Anchu will get closer. If they really become the heirs of the royal music of Country Y, they can also support our family." Genius remembered for a second.
Qiao nodded lightly, "I see."
"By the way, don't get too close to Qiao Yimo, don't lose your studies." Xiuli didn't forget to say more before leaving.
After speaking, she walked to the center of the banquet with the gift box in her hand.
And in the suite of a five-star hotel.
Leng Juan tried one shirt after another, but he was still not satisfied.
"How about it?"
Mo Jun put down the notebook in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced, "Master Tiong is so handsome, he looks good in everything he wears."
Leng Tien didn't speak, and looked in the mirror again and again.
Mo Jun has a black line on his face, isn't it just the birthday party for his sister-in-law? So what are you doing nervously.
I have been trying in front of the mirror for a long time. When did Lord Tien become so narcissistic?
Mo Jun continued to pick up the notebook in his hand and asked, "Jian Ye, why didn't you go to the banquet that Qiao's family held for her, but instead held it in this hotel?"
The man walked in front of the huge French window, his eyes were as deep as a deep well, and his low voice sounded, "The meaning is different."
This was his first birthday when he met her.
There will be many more in the future, even a lifetime.
How could it be easy to perfunctory.
Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding.
Leng Jian looked at the night scene outside the window and suddenly turned around and asked, "Bo Hua, how are you preparing for what I want you to do."
Hearing this, Bo Hua was taken aback and respectfully said: "No problem."
Mo Jun was confused by this question and answer. He frowned and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about? What surprises did you prepare for your sister-in-law."
The words fell, and the suite was quiet for a while.
Not long after, a cold, tired and gloomy voice rang, "You'll know in a moment."
"Hey!" Mo Jun sighed.
If the sister-in-law were his woman, he would have taken her off the banquet long ago.
Do you still have to wait here until the banquet is over...
"Hey, I really don't understand."
Mo Jun's puzzled sound came from the black leather sofa again. JrNovels.com
"Yimo, how do you dress like this?" Dong Yan, who came out of the bathroom, saw Qiao Yimo's dress with an incredible face.
Before Qiao Yimo could answer, Grandma Qingzhi interjected: "Dong Yan, don't you look good? I chose this dress for Yimo."
Dong Yan was taken aback for a moment and nodded.
"It's pretty good-looking."
Qiao Anchu stared at Qiao Yimo fiercely. She once thought that Qiao Yimo was not her opponent at all, but she never thought that grandma loved Qiao Yimo so much.
Seeing several people talking and laughing, she seemed like an outsider.
She coughed deliberately, which attracted the attention of Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan, "Dad, Mom, hasn't the banquet started yet?"
Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan only reacted now, picked up the microphone presented by the waiter, and announced, "Thank you for taking the time to attend our Qiao family’s eldest daughter Qiao Yimo’s birthday party and our second daughter Qiao Anchu’s birthday party. Celebration feast."
Qiao Renshan said a lot of polite remarks.
Someone among them said in the audience: "Today is also a banquet celebrating Qiao Anchu's upcoming succession to the music of Country Y."
Dong Yan nodded, "Yes, when the college entrance examination is over, our family's An Chu will go to country Y."
"It's amazing. The two daughters of the Qiao family are really promising."
"The royal music of Country Y is really not easy to enter. In the future, the Qiao family will have to take care of us a lot."
"Where is it." Dong Yan pursed her lips and chuckled, enjoying the enviable gaze of others.
The big aunt Xiuli in the corner pinched Qiao Qingling's arm, hating iron for not being a steel road: "Look at Qiao Anchu, people are almost becoming the heir to the royal music of Country Y, what about you? What's your promise!"
Qiao Qingling was pinched to hide, and curled his lips and said: "People have that talent, what can I do?"
"Hey." Xiuli shook her head helplessly, and exhorted: "In the future, you and Qiao Anchu will get closer. If they really become the heirs of the royal music of Country Y, they can also support our family." Genius remembered for a second.
Qiao nodded lightly, "I see."
"By the way, don't get too close to Qiao Yimo, don't lose your studies." Xiuli didn't forget to say more before leaving.
After speaking, she walked to the center of the banquet with the gift box in her hand.
And in the suite of a five-star hotel.
Leng Juan tried one shirt after another, but he was still not satisfied.
"How about it?"
Mo Jun put down the notebook in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced, "Master Tiong is so handsome, he looks good in everything he wears."
Leng Tien didn't speak, and looked in the mirror again and again.
Mo Jun has a black line on his face, isn't it just the birthday party for his sister-in-law? So what are you doing nervously.
I have been trying in front of the mirror for a long time. When did Lord Tien become so narcissistic?
Mo Jun continued to pick up the notebook in his hand and asked, "Jian Ye, why didn't you go to the banquet that Qiao's family held for her, but instead held it in this hotel?"
The man walked in front of the huge French window, his eyes were as deep as a deep well, and his low voice sounded, "The meaning is different."
This was his first birthday when he met her.
There will be many more in the future, even a lifetime.
How could it be easy to perfunctory.
Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding.
Leng Jian looked at the night scene outside the window and suddenly turned around and asked, "Bo Hua, how are you preparing for what I want you to do."
Hearing this, Bo Hua was taken aback and respectfully said: "No problem."
Mo Jun was confused by this question and answer. He frowned and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about? What surprises did you prepare for your sister-in-law."
The words fell, and the suite was quiet for a while.
Not long after, a cold, tired and gloomy voice rang, "You'll know in a moment."
"Hey!" Mo Jun sighed.
If the sister-in-law were his woman, he would have taken her off the banquet long ago.
Do you still have to wait here until the banquet is over...
"Hey, I really don't understand."
Mo Jun's puzzled sound came from the black leather sofa again. JrNovels.com
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