Chapter 1011: Qi Rou Qi Rou (3)

An Zhengguo talked with Father Qiao about some things in the business field. Mother Qiao was talking with Mother An, and no one cared what the two of them were fighting.
Feng Feng hates her coming here, and even more dislikes Qi Rou's mother for being so good to her. These are all Qi Rou's things.
However, in addition to being annoying, he also had an inexplicable feeling. He was afraid that Mrs. An knew about his relationship with Qiao Yaruan, so that there would be no room for remission between them.
At a meal, Qiao Yaruan's calf was almost kicked by him, of course, he couldn't get better there.
After lunch, Qiao Yaruan rushed to brush the bowl because there were no servants in the house.
Mrs. An watched with satisfaction as she brought in the chopsticks, and then several elderly people chatted, Feng Feng naturally left to help her clean up.
When he entered the kitchen, Fengfeng pressed his hands over the pool and surrounded him in his arms. "What are you doing here?" He asked in a low voice.
Qiao Yaruan struggled twice, and didn't struggle. He looked up at him with annoyance. "I'll take care of you? Feng Yingdi, this is not the stage for your performance. They all look at you outside."
Because the kitchen is open, every move inside can be seen if you want to see outside.
Therefore, Feng Feng slowly let go after realizing this.
"Sorry to kill someone's daughter, are you sorry to come here to show off your strength?" He said coldly.
This is so painful to hear in your ears!
Qiao Yaruan looked up and faced his gaze, "I'm here to apologize. As a matter of course, I should all come, not the glorious power you say."
"Oh, in love and reason-" Feng Feng sneered.
"Xiaofeng, how can you help Xiaoya clean the bowl, girls can't touch cold water more." Outside, Mrs. An called.
With a consideration in his mother's mind, Qiao carefully asked, "Mrs. An, Dr. Feng is your relative?"
"Ao, no, he is Qi Rou--"
"Wow--"
Before Mrs. An had finished speaking, the sound of a broken bowl suddenly heard in the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ann and Mother Qiao hurried to get over.
Qiao Yaruan was frightened by his mother's problems, so she slipped the bowl by hand.
Qiao Yaruan squatted down to pack the broken bowl on the ground, Feng Feng squatted down at the same time.
"Sorry, auntie, I didn't get it right, so I just-"
"It's okay, let Xiaofeng clean up, you get up." Madam An said softly, pulling Qiao Yaruan up, and ordered Feng Feng, "clean up here."
Feng Feng answered, and began to clean up the mess on the ground.
Mrs. An took Qiao Yaruan out, then pulled her to sit beside her, and said after her husband touched her: "Mrs. Qiao, this is the case. When Feng Yang told us yesterday, we were very I like Xiaoya, I like it even more today, so I have a relentless invitation. "Mrs. An said a little embarrassed, after all, it is a matter of asking for a daughter.
However, their daughter has been away for so long, but she often hopes to have a daughter beside her.
"Mrs. Ann, you can just say anything." Mrs. Qiao is also a clever person. She has said all this, and she can probably guess.
Mrs. An looked back at her husband, and finally decided to say, "If you don't disapprove, we want to recognize Xiaoya as a daughter."
"I disagree--"
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