What does Qiao Yimo mean by not giving her some face in front of Dong Qianxue?

Is there anything wrong with being in the same room as Qiao Anchu?

Just as Dong Yan was about to get angry, Grandma Qingzhi came down from the stairs with a kind face, "It turns out that it's the child Qianxue here."

Seeing Grandma Qingzhi, Dong Qianxue had a faint smile on her face, "Hello, Grandma Qingzhi."

"Sit down." Grandma Qingzhi said to Dong Qianxue, and then she paused again, "Dong Yan, since Yimo wants to move out, let her go." The genius remembered for a second.

Grandma Qingzhi had long seen how Yimo had feelings with these people, and she would not be too comfortable living in it.

She knew Qiao Yimo's thoughts.

"This, this..." Dong Yan hesitated slightly, "This Qianxue will live for more than a month, so there is no need to do that."

To be honest, compared to Qiao Yimo's unhappy at home, she was more worried about Qiao Yimo making friends with men she didn't know.

At that time, I don't know where to hang my face.

"Nothing, nothing! Young people now have their own ideas." Grandma Qingzhi comforted: "Besides, your father and I have Qiao Renshan at the age of 18."

"Okay..." Dong Yan reluctantly agreed.

But the worry on his face is still obvious.

Qiao Anchu was delighted, but he didn't say anything, Qiao Yimo got out of Qiao's house by himself?

God helps me too.

I haven't been able to find any reason to let her go. This is good. I don't have to see Qiao Yimo's stinky and cold face for at least a month.

Dong Qianxue shook Qiao Anchu's hand, the expression on her face was very embarrassing, "Sure enough, your sister has a bad temper."

It seems that what Qiao Anchu said is true.

And she had heard that Qiao Yimo's grades were not very good in country M before, and she was also placed in the worst class during the final exam.

Qiao Anchu smiled lightly, innocent and simple, "Nothing, she can't bully you with me."

"An Chu, you are so kind." Dong Qianxue happily took Qiao Anchu's arm.

Backyard of Lengjia Villa.

Leng Juan sat lazily on a stool in black clothes, watching Mo Jun leisurely feeding the wolf with raw meat.

The eyes were deep like a pool of cold tiredness, and the corners of his mouth felt unpleasant, "Mr. Mo, don't feed it too much."

Once this bred wolf feels full, it will forget its hunting instinct.

Therefore, the servants of Leng's family usually fed five points full, but as long as Mo Jun came over, every wolf must have a big belly.

Mo Jun put down his fork, clapped his hands, and chuckled softly: "I see."

Mo Jun put his pocket in and walked to the man, his eyes deep and inquisitive, "Master Tired, in a bad mood?"

They have known each other for so many years and understand each other's hobbies very well.

If he is in a bad mood, he will definitely come to the backyard to watch the wolf eating meat. It seems that pleasure can be found in this bite.

Hearing this, Leng Juo was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

But Jun Mo knew that Master Tire's mood could only change with his sister-in-law, so he changed his words: "Because of Qiao Yimo?"

Leng Juan heard Qiao Yimo's name, and finally changed his sitting posture slightly, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

He always felt flustered these past two days, presumably because of Qiao Yimo and the bracelet.

When Mo Jun heard the words, he smiled instantly, "Master Tired, call if you want."

It's the 21st century now, and nothing can be solved by a phone call.

Leng Juo closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You don't understand."

He would only think more as long as he heard Qiao Yimo's voice.

Although he had secretly visited Qiao's compound yesterday, he saw that the light in Qiao Yimo's bedroom had dimmed, and out of unbearableness, he still didn't have the past to wake her up.

So far, I feel uneasy.

Mo Jun raised his eyebrows and listened to the howling wolves in the cage behind him. He said in a playful tone: "I'm going to get some fresh meat. Today, these wolves are still full."

But he was completely fed by Lord Tired's wolf. JrNovels.com