Chapter 1559
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The Old Madam closed her eyes slightly.
At that time, she and the commander both wanted to stop this ridiculous marriage.
But Yan Xiu's scarlet and vicious gaze made her and the commander flinch.
Because they knew very well.
If they stopped this marriage, the man in front of them would completely collapse. At that time, no one would be able to stop him.
He had already gone mad and entered the demonic barrier.
"Qingqing, Grandma is here to see you. Are you okay where you are? Did you catch a cold? Were you bullied? Grandma brought you a lot of paper money and your favorite food … "
The Old Madam said a lot of things in a gentle voice.
Only then did the long eyelashes of the young man beside him tremble slightly.
He seemed to have been called back to his senses by that name.
His long eyelashes drooped slightly.
His beautiful and exquisite face was cold and indifferent.
He didn't say anything and just stood there quietly.
After a long time.
The Old Madam said slowly in a low voice, "Good child, Grandma misses you."
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Zhao Qinlian returned to the Zhao Mansion after leaving Paramount.
The young man was tall and slender, wearing a Western-style snow-white shirt lazily. The collar was open, and there were still kiss marks left by the dancers at Paramount.
His black jacket was hanging on his elbow. He had one hand in his trouser pocket as he strode in with his long, slender legs.
He was flirtatious and had the scent of the dancers' perfume on him.
When the maids in the mansion saw Zhao Qinlian walk in, they all lowered their faces shyly, their ears red.
Zhao Qinlian walked in, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his disheveled clothes and laziness. Instead, he flirted with the maids passing by with interest.
His peach blossom eyes were full of affection and teasing, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. The maids only met his gaze before they couldn't help but leave shyly.
He walked all the way to the main hall of the mansion.
But he didn't expect Father Zhao to be sitting in the main hall.
Zhao Qinlian froze for a moment, then walked over casually and sat down on a mahogany chair.
"Father, why are you sitting here drinking tea?"
Father Zhao heard the footsteps and knew that his son had returned.
He didn't even look up and drank his tea calmly.
When he put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at Zhao Qinlian, Father Zhao almost spat out the tea in his mouth.
Father Zhao's eyes were filled with fire, especially when he saw the obvious red lipstick mark on Zhao Qinlian's face.
"Hurry up and wash my face!"
Zhao Qinlian was a little confused. "Wash my face? Is there something on my face?"
"Look in the mirror!" Father Zhao shouted.
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