This Damned Sweetness - Chapter 22

In the bar box, Zhu Li was surprised to see her hand blocking Xu Qiao’s words halfway through, and once again deeply realized that she is the only myth that electricity is light and she really can’t stop this light speed mouth.

But on second thoughts, it’s okay if you didn’t stop him, let the dog man **** his ears and listen carefully, don’t hold a few broken money in your pocket all the time to feel great.

What’s the matter, the little princess just slapped you with a slap in the face, she still has to eat the candy you sent?

Thinking of this, Zhu Li no matter how suffocated on the other end of the phone, he directly held the phone to Xu Qiao’s mouth: “Come on, here is the microphone, and vomit all your grievances tonight!”

Xu Qiao actually didn’t drink much tonight. The key is that he was too passionate and thirsty. He left a glass of whiskey and the right glass of brandy. When he smashed his stomach like soft drinks, this mixed drinking method would not stand in large quantities. live.

So it’s no wonder that she repeated the eighteenth accusation against Cheng Lang as fresh as ever.

“With so many jewels there, I just want a bracelet. Is it greedy? Is it too much?”

“Wen Yue and I squatted so hard that she couldn’t even move. The result… In the end, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway through, and she carried it to 20 million!”

“How long have I been holding back on buying new jewelry, do you think this thing is annoying?”

“The surname Wen, while standing with Zhao Baoxing, while learning how to dress and dress me, he always makes it seem like I imitated her… I just don’t want to lose to her…”

“Why is that dog man stealing the bracelet I’m fond of! Why is it hitting me in the face with money!”

“Don’t let him take a sip of the salt water… it must be reported to you, and it is absolutely necessary to report to you!”

“He died, let him die at the toll booth in early winter, and bury him with the fallen leaves of Xinglin Bay…” Xu Qiao burped a wine, stood up with a wine bottle, and pushed Zhu Li, “Come on. , Give him a song on demand-“Go to the spa, you go to die”!”

Zhu Li whispered softly, wondering if such a poisonous mouth could make Cheng Lang dumb. Looking down at the phone, the call was over.

Judging by the length of time, Cheng Lang probably hung up the phone unbearably when he learned that he would be buried by the fallen leaves of Xinglin Bay.

People who don’t get drunk easily, if you really want to get drunk, that energy can turn you upside down.

In the second half of the night, Zhu Li hummed and dragged Xu Qiao into the back seat of the car.

Just now Xu Kangrong called to ask about Xu Qiao’s whereabouts. She was afraid of telling the truth, and the old father didn’t care about his daughter’s money in a rage, so she lied that Xu Qiao was a guest at her home.

As a result, Xu Kangrong heard something wrongbecause of Xu Kangrong’s gambling, the family of Zhu had never liked the Xu family. Although Xu Qiao had a good relationship with Zhu Li, she did seldom step into the threshold of Zhu’s family.

The lie was exposed, and Zhu Li had to send Xu Qiao back to Xijiang Mansion that night.

Bentley drove unimpeded all the way on the empty highway at a speed of eighty miles, silent.

Xu Qiao went from the drunk excitement period to the languid period, tilted his head against the car pillow, and fell asleep comfortably, but just after a few minutes of disappearing, that hand waved in the air again: “Handkerchief!”

Zhu Li cursed “trouble”, digging out a silk scarf from her bag and stuffing it into her hand: “Am I your mother?”

Xu Qiao seemed to have heard it when he was half-dreaming and half-awake. She squinted her eyes and wrinkled her nose aggrievedly: “Don’t mention my mother, she is too stingy, I ignore her!”

Zhu Li was taken aback. This is the transition from the love chapter to the family love chapter, and the stepmother started to complain?

Perhaps it was because Xu Qiao rarely mentioned Yan Lizhen’s badness, and Zhu Li curiously said: “What’s wrong with your mother?”

As far as she knows, Xu Qiao has a clear perspective on the reorganization of the family.

In Xu Qiao’s words, a stepmother, do you really expect others to treat you like yourself? You can do it if you love your face, but it is not a big grudge for her son to fight for family property. Anyway, she just wants to eat, drink and have fun, and is not interested in being a strong woman. Yan Lizhen will take what she doesn’t want.

What you don’t want is not important. Under the same roof, everyone is both prosperous and prosperous, tearing apart the masks of each other’s harmony, and fighting for life and death, stirring up the whole family, how happy is it?

What’s more, Xu Kangrong held her in the palm of her hand for so many years before he forced her to work on a blind date this fall as a treasure. Xu Yu quarreled with her on the face, and fought hard for her in case of trouble. With such a father and younger brother, she treated Yan Lizhen. Selfishness naturally chose modesty.

The unsatisfactory things in life are nine out of ten. If you don’t care about it, you won’t be sad. There is a word that is rare to be confused. Those who live in false warmth and prosperity and enjoy themselves are probably smart people.

So Zhu Li was even more puzzled, what Yan Lizhen did this time with small belly chicken intestines, could make Xu Qiao fluctuate.

Xu Qiao did not answer for a long time. Zhu Li was about to inquire about the secrets of the rich, but he heard her mumble: “The letter she wrote to me is only up to this year, and there will be no more letters after reading the last one. She is really stingy. Why don’t you write a few more letters…”

Zhu Li was taken aback, only to realize that his inner drama had run out of the theater.

Xu Qiao was talking about her biological mother.

Now Zhu Li dared not ask any more questions, fearing to cry Xu Qiaowen, patted her on the shoulder and sighed.

A quarter of an hour later, the car stopped at Xu’s house in Xijiang Mansion, and a servant immediately greeted Xu Qiao.

Zhu Li handed the swaying and unsteady person to Aunt Zhang, and was about to say goodbye. Suddenly he heard a crisp “bang” from the bungalow building, like the sound of broken porcelain on the ground.

She was taken aback: “What’s wrong?”

Aunt Zhang’s eyes flickered, and she lowered her head to explain: “Maybe the lady accidentally knocked down the vase when she got up at night, I’ll go see it.”

Zhu Li looked suspiciously at the bright window on the third floor, nodded and left.

Aunt Zhang sent Xu Qiao back to the bedroom on the second floor to let people settle her. When she went to the third floor, she knocked carefully on the door of the master bedroom: “Ms. Xu, Mrs. Xu?”

From inside came Xu Kangrong’s unhappy voice: “It’s okay, don’t come in.”

Aunt Zhang stood by the door anxiously.

In the room, the low quarrel continued.

“You don’t say where the money came from? You thought I didn’t know you went to Las Vegas last week!”

“Are you looking for someone to check me?”

“You are sneaky first, so what if I check you? The money you gave Qiaoqiao tonight is not a small sum. While talking about the company’s financial turnover, while spreading money like this, what do you want to do? How about you tell the truth? I went to tell Qiaoqiao that the hole in Jin Lu was not filled at all!”

The room was quiet for a while, and Xu Kangrong sighed: “Yes, it is the money I gambled. I have rarely visited such places in recent years. This time it is really to fill the hole in the company.”

“Then you take the money to fill in the company, what did you spend for her?”

“This is not enough! Lan Chen attacked Fan Cui a while ago, and Fan Cui lost a lot of investors. Mr. Tang who initiated the jewelry auction this time is one of them. I have talked with him twice, see His attitude is to turn to Jin Lu deliberately. Jin Lu can’t show his timidity at this time, but he leaps to his auction and sprinkles some money to fix his heart so that the funds will be in place!”

After explaining, Xu Kangrong walked out of the room bitterly, and when he saw Aunt Zhang, his face became softer, and he asked softly, “Is Qiao Qiao back?”

“I’m back, just fell asleep.”

Xu Kangrong nodded: “I’ll go see her.”

Xu Qiao woke up to the sound of urn cursing.

After the hangover, she suffered from a splitting headache. She didn’t know the source of the scolding for a while. She was stunned for a while before reacting. It was his dad who scolded Cheng Lang downstairs: “This bully is really not a thing! Look! With this face, there are a few stinky money everywhere!”

I thought I learned about the auction last night and was fighting for her.

Xu Qiao covered her mouth and yawned, flicking downstairs with her slippers, and seeing Xu Kangrong sitting at the table with her mobile phone in her hands. She didn’t move a bite of breakfast at the table, and just exhaled at the mobile phone.

She walked over and said in surprise: “Is this in the news?”

Xu Kangrong looked up at her sleepy-eyed look, pointed to the sober soup at the other end of the table for her to drink, and said in his mouth: “That is, the big thing is still on Weibo, and everyone knows it! Lose me! I brought you to this kid before…”

Xu Qiao rubbed his temples, suspecting that he had lost his memory after drinking and drinking: “Did you make a mistake? Didn’t you lead me by the line of the third son of the Cheng family?”

“Isn’t that the third son of the Cheng family?” He turned the screen of the phone to show her, “This nose, eyes, eyebrows, mouth, yes, dad knows you like good-looking ones, so I picked them for you.”

Xu Qiao was taken aback, staring intently at the text report above Cheng Ye’s photo, and said every word: “Young Master Cheng boldly pursues love and spends a lot of money for the beauty?”

“Young Master Cheng boldly chased love and spent a lot of money for the beauty?” A burst of laughter sounded in the vice president’s office on the 62nd floor of the Lanchen Group headquarters.

Jiang Fang leaned back on the sofa, fed millet to the canary in the bird cage with one hand, and slid the screen of his mobile phone with a smile until his muscles twitched: “The reporter asked the auctioneer for this, and the auctioneer said that this happened…”

“Wen Yue responded through Sina Entertainment. The two are just friends. They have returned the sapphire bracelet. Thank you, Young Master Cheng, for showing her love…”

Having laughed enough, Jiang Fang put down his phone and looked at Cheng Lang on the opposite bosss chair: “What did you do early in the morning, did you spend a lot of money on this hot search? Patience, your elder brother did it, too. I can stand it!”

There was no smile on Cheng Lang’s face, and he whispered in a low voice: “The younger brother wants to show off his wealth, of course he must be satisfied to be an older brother.”

“This kid, it’s miserable this time…” Jiang Fang shook his head with emotion, “Wen Yue can return the bracelet to your brother, but your brother can’t return the bracelet to the auctioneer. Twenty million yuan was lost. Everybody knows the jokes, you said your second uncle and cousin will both be mad into the hospital?”

As soon as his voice fell, Cheng Lang’s cell phone rang.

Cheng Lang glanced at the caller ID and pressed to connect.

The crying sound on the other end bursts out: “Second brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong! I will kneel for you! Don’t punish me. Second brother…Dad and eldest brother confiscated all of me. Pocket money, I’m going to be swept out now!”

“You don’t need to kneel with me. When will I explain this to Miss Xu and when will the hot search be withdrawn.” Cheng Lang cut off the phone and threw the phone aside.

Jiang Fang said “Hey”, “Why don’t you explain it yourself? Women rely on coaxing.”

Cheng Lang raised his eyelids: “I can’t coax people at home.”

Seeing that he is in a bad mood, Jiang Fang couldn’t help being curious and tentative: “Why don’t you need it? Can there be women who are not rare in this world?”

Cheng Lang didn’t speak, he lowered his head to sign the document, and he flew in his pen, one “wave” after another.

“Hey, what a man talks about is always love, and what a woman talks about is always angry, just listen to it. Your own woman, don’t be so stingy.”

Cheng Lang frowned and raised his head: “Speaking is a little measured, I have nothing to do with her, and it doesn’t mean that to her.”

Jiang Fang was happy: “It’s not yet that. I saw it, but it didn’t mean that?” He pointed to the bird cage in front of him. “It’s really meaningless. Magpies, sparrows and tits, what’s wrong with you? Don’t raise this canary?”