I'm spoiling you.
"Freya …" Before Father He could finish his sentence, the woman had already hung up the phone.
"…"
Father He stared at the phone for a long time. In the end, he put it down and sighed.
She was like a gust of wind that could be stopped but could not be captured.
She would tell him when she needed to know?
When was that? Could there be a specific deadline?
Father He leaned back in his chair and supported his forehead. Now that he thought about it, Freya always did whatever she wanted. She never considered the opinions of others, but the final result was always acceptable to everyone.
However, the process always made everyone feel very uncomfortable. Should they say that she was wise? Or did he have a bad personality?
Other than that person, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could control this woman.
Father He recalled the face of an old friend, and his expression suddenly became sad. He sighed, got up, and walked to the window. Outside the house, there was still a joyous atmosphere. Today was the children's wedding day, so he should be happy.
— —
The wedding lasted until 12 o 'clock in the evening.
The group of people still wanted to cause trouble in the bridal chamber, but the moment they met He Shaochen's eyes, they unconsciously shrank back.
"How boring. We can't disturb the bridal chamber," Liang Ziming said sadly after sobering up.
One of them chuckled and said, "Shaochen knows that you are crazy. If you look at the bride, be careful that Shaochen will tie you up and feed you to the fish in the moat."
At the mention of the bride, Liang Ziming couldn't help but shudder. Qiao Qiao had left a psychological shadow on him. He laughed dryly and said: "Even if you really show me, I don't dare."
"Haha, today is a joyous day. Let's go out and have some fun later."
"That's true." Liang Ziming nodded. He looked around and said, "Eh? Why haven't I seen Ziyan today? Where did that person go? "
"Now that you mention it, I really didn't see him. He wasn't one of the groomsmen, right?"
"No, could it be that this person didn't come? What the f * ck, Shaochen didn't even come on his big day? Isn't he being too disloyal to his brother? "Liang Ziming roared.
The others followed suit.
Only one reasonable person spoke up for An Ziyan, "Don't say he didn't come when you didn't see him. I saw him sitting in the corner during Shaochen's wedding. He's probably with Andol now."
"Andol …"
Everyone fell silent at the mention of Andol.
No one would have thought that the couple who were once the most favored would break up. Speaking of which, they did not see Andol's figure today. Perhaps her brother really went to comfort his sister.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's not care about them. Let's continue to have fun."
As they spoke, the group of scoundrels put their arms around each other's shoulders and went to fight in other arenas. They wanted to drink until they were drunk.
Everyone guessed correctly. An Ziyan was indeed drinking with Andol now.
"Andol, today is the last time I'll bring you to the bar. It won't happen again." An Ziyan looked at the blushing and youthful face of Andol and sighed.
Andol held her wine glass and swirled the transparent liquid inside. She laughed bitterly, "Brother, I realized that I'm really embarrassed. Loving someone is really painful …"
"Is loving someone very painful?" An Ziyan laughed self-deprecatingly. No one knew if he was saying it to Andol or himself, "That's why I've never truly fallen in love with someone else."
"Ha, that's why you're a very cunning person." Andol reached out and put her hand on An Ziyan's shoulder. Her eyes were blurred and had a trace of childlike innocence. Tears fell, "Brother, is there really no way to persuade them to stay?"
"They got married today." An Ziyan could only say so.
"Haha." Andol pushed An Ziyan away. She leaned her head against the bar and laughed out loud, "Yeah, they got married today. I really don't have any chance at all …"
"An Xiaoduo …"
An Ziyan looked at his sister's dejected appearance and felt bad.
When he said that Qiao Qiao and He Shaochen were married, he felt a dull pain in his heart. He was very unhappy and felt like something was pressing down on his chest.
"Brother, do you think Joe Qiao isn't the daughter of the Xu family?" Andol suddenly asked.
An Ziyan's expression suddenly changed. His gaze was instantly fixed on Andol. His voice was very normal, as if he was responding to a normal person. He asked, "Why do you think so?"
"Intuition." Andol said as she poured herself another glass of wine and drank it.
Her head was also groggy right now. Whatever she had said or done, she would probably forget it completely by tomorrow.
She leaned against the bar and muttered, "Don't you think it's a coincidence? That Miss Qiao's background must be very bad, right? That's why she has always been rejected by her Family He. But at this juncture, she found her biological parents. They are also from a wealthy family. Don't you think it's too surreal? "
"Life is full of drama."
An Ziyan explained.
However, Andol obviously had no intention of letting him explain. She was still immersed in her own thoughts, unable to extricate herself. "But I just feel like something is wrong. Speaking of which, I saw the Xu family today. They don't look very similar …"
"An Xiaoduo, don't be immersed in your own imagination anymore." An Ziyan took the wine glass from Andol's hand and pulled her up. "Joe Qiao is the daughter of the An family. There is no doubt about that."
"Really? Just based on a DNA test report? It's not impossible to fake it, right? "Andol said in a daze, but An Ziyan's scalp went numb when he heard it.
He supported Andol with one hand and said, "You drank too much today. I'll take you back."
Andol wanted to stay. She struggled and suddenly cried, "I wish I could go back to the past. Go back to the moment when Shaochen and I were still in love. Brother, my heart hurts so much."
"There's nothing you can't get over. An Xiaoduo, pull yourself together."
A drunk Andol was undoubtedly the most difficult to handle. After much difficulty, An Ziyan brought her back. He was sweating profusely from the heat.
"Young Master, do you want to take a bath now?" The old housekeeper walked over and asked in a low voice.
An Ziyan waved his hand. "Later. Go make some hangover soup. Let Miss drink it when she's done."
"Yes."
An Ziyan instructed and went into his study.
Recalling Andol's words just now, An Ziyan felt a headache coming on.
He had to admit that Andol's intuition was terrifyingly accurate.
He opened a folder, and the documents were categorized into different categories. Every one of them was locked, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to open them at all.
He opened one of them and began to carefully read it.
It was a detailed report on the Qiao family. The details of Father Qiao and Aunt Qiao's three children were listed.
An Ziyan had known for a long time that Qiao Qiao was not the daughter of the Xu family, but he also guessed that she was not a member of the Qiao family, so he had been investigating. However, no matter what evidence there was, it pointed to her identity as a member of the Qiao family.
The place of birth, the time of birth, without exception, all proved that they were related. There was no possibility of falsification.
At this point, there was no evidence to counter it. Other than believing in the magic of genes, there seemed to be no better explanation.
If it was an ordinary person, they might just accept it.
However, An Ziyan always felt that if things were too simple, it would not be so simple.
He even wondered if Qiao Qiao's identity was being protected by someone.
For example, there was a bigger force secretly protecting her.
But why would they go to this extent? It took more than ten years to protect a person. The amount of manpower, material and financial resources needed was not a small amount.
He closed the computer, sighed, and murmured: "Joe Qiao, how many secrets are you hiding?"
What other secrets did Qiaoqiao have that even she herself didn't know?
She only knew one thing, and that was that she was very happy now.
Today was their wedding night, but the two of them suddenly went to A City's famous food street to eat spicy hotpot.
There was no special reason, just because Qiao Qiao suddenly wanted to eat.
"Can this be eaten?" He Shaochen asked with a sullen face.
Qiao Qiao naturally picked up a meat skewer, and skillfully removed the meat from it, and then quickly stuffed it into her mouth. After eating, she picked up a skewer and waved it in front of He Shaochen's eyes. She smiled very hatefully: "Young Master, these things won't kill you."
He Shaochen's handsome face showed a trace of disdain. He swept the pot in dissatisfaction. The boiling red oil had a strong visual impact.
He raised his eyes, looked at her, and said coldly: "I want to spoil you to the heavens, that's why I came to this place on our wedding night."
If his group of friends knew that he was eating junk food at a street stall, he really didn't know how they would laugh at him. No, those people wouldn't dare to laugh at him at all. They would only try their best to hold back their laughter, and it would be very uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, Young Master He's mood suddenly brightened up a little.
If he was very unhappy, then he would only release his feelings when he saw that others were even more unhappy than he was.
"We are not taking the normal path. Other people are sleeping under the quilt at this time of their wedding, but we are still eating snacks here. Isn't this a new experience? Won't it be wonderful when you think about it in the future? " Qiao Qiao picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in front of He Shaochen's mouth, and said with a smile: "Come, hubby, I'll feed you."
He Shaochen looked at the shrimp dumpling with sauce, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch. He looked away and said: "You eat."
"Why?"
He Shaochen's face darkened, and he said coldly: "I don't have an appetite."
"But you didn't eat much today." Qiao Qiao muttered.
"I'm full of anger because of you." He Shaochen harrumphed.
Clearly, Young Master He was very unhappy that he could not roll in the sheets with his newlywed wife, and instead, he was eating snacks on the street. But when he heard Qiao Qiao say that, he agreed.
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