After the live broadcast, President Gao Leng came to the door

Chapter 2 That's Your Joe's, Not Mine

In country M, Qiao Qianqian's outfits are often imitated by everyone.

The low-key, luxurious and connotative clothes are obviously the exclusive works of international design masters, specially tailored for Qiao Qianqian.

It's fine for this flower peacock to be ignorant, but dare to use low to describe it!
Cao Ying's fiery temper, if Qiao Qianqian hadn't stopped her, she would definitely have a good reasoning with this flower peacock.

"There's no need to talk too much with people who have nothing to do with you!" Qiao Qianqian said truthfully.

Qiao Yiyi became even more flamboyant when she heard this.

She interpreted Qiao Qianqian's reluctance to say more into guilty conscience and avoidance.

At this time, of course we must pursue the victory!

When she looked back, the sisters were all cheering for her, as if they were her solid backing.

Qiao Yiyi was full of combat power, pointed at Qiao Qianqian and continued to say harsh words: "Huh! Low is low, and you still don't admit it! I want to see what you can do!"

Qiao Qianqian looked at Qiao Yiyi, who was like a proud peacock, and was filled with emotion.

Her face of making things difficult is indeed ugly, but she doesn't know it, thinking that being superior in language is a victory.

It has been seven years, and she has become more unruly and self-willed, and unreasonable. This is all because of her good father's spoiling.

This is the same father but different fate!
The word "fatherly love" never existed in Qiao Qianqian's memory.

When she was born, her father disappeared and she lived with her mother.

Watching my mother step by step from a small trader to the position of president of the group company, owning a real estate company with a market value of tens of billions.

Her mother was well-off, and her so-called father appeared in their lives, enjoying the benefits, and living the life of an uncle who stretched out his clothes to eat and opened his mouth.

Qiao Qianqian was ignorant before, and tried to curry favor with him from time to time, but what she got in return was only perfunctory.

Qiao Qianqian's face darkened, and Qiao Yiyi couldn't help shivering.

But she didn't admit that she was frightened, thinking it was because she was wearing thin clothes and the air conditioner in the hall was turned on too much.

"No matter who you are, I'll just say it once. City A is not your home. I come here whenever I want, and you don't care." Qiao Qianqian looked at Qiao Yiyi who had just stood firm and said, "And this studio building is not your home either. Yes, if you can come, of course I can too!"

"Qiao Qianqian, how dare you talk to me like that! Don't you want to go back to Qiao's house?" Qiao Yiyi put her hands on her hips, trying to regain her momentum.

"The Qiao family?" Qiao Qianqian sneered, "That's your Qiao family, not mine!"

From the moment her mother died, she had no home, and she would not go back to Qiao's house.

Rather than facing a group of people who don't like it, it's better to be comfortable living alone.

"Yingying, let's go!" Qiao Qianqian felt that talking to Qiao Yiyi was a waste of time, and she didn't want to stay with her for a moment.

Just as Qiao Qianqian was about to leave, she saw two men in black formal attire and sunglasses protecting a suit and leather shoes. A man with an indifferent but outstanding appearance was walking towards the studio.

Qiao Qianqian had black hair, although she hadn't seen him in seven years, she recognized him immediately.

Does she think she has to look at the almanac when she goes out in the future?
Compared with Qiao Yiyi, she didn't want to see this man even more.

Qiao Qianqian gasped, turned around quickly, and subconsciously raised her arms to cover her.

"So handsome!" The exaggerated voices of Qiao Yiyi and her Rainbow Sisters came from beside her ears.

The moment the man appeared, they put away their hawkish and clawed looks, and all of them turned into shy and cute looks.

Their eyes frantically burst out with love, Qiao Qianqian was completely disgusted looking at those salivating faces, have you never seen a man in this life?

It is eleven o'clock, and people are coming and going in the hall.

Qiao Qianqian looked out of place among the crowd of nympho women, raising her hand to cover her face.

Seeing the man enter the hall from the corner of the eye, Qiao Qianqian frantically took out a red fox mask for a masquerade from her bag, and hurriedly put it on.

Cao Ying carefully selected the mask for her, making her fair face more delicate.

With the mask covering her eyes, her eyes became calm again.

"very handsome!"

"Who is this? He's more handsome than a star!"

"Zhou Chen, the president of Mingchen Group! He is simply the ceiling for elite men!"

"I heard that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, do you think I have a chance?"

"Are you dreaming?"

"Who doesn't want such a rich and handsome boyfriend?"

"He's still single! I feel like no woman can match him!"

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In addition to the exclamation and inhalation of the nymphomaniac, there were also all kinds of feelings for the little daughter, which poured into Qiao Qianqian's ears.

Hearing the news that he was still single, Qiao Qianqian was shocked at first, and then mixed with sorrow and joy.

It's been seven years, why is he still single when he's so outstanding?
She didn't find a boyfriend because she wanted to work hard to become stronger and find out the murderer behind her mother's death.

What about him?Is it because of her?

Qiao Qianqian was thinking, when suddenly a strong force pushed her, she staggered a few steps forward, and bumped into Zhou Chen's strong chest.

Almost knocking off her red fox mask, Qiao Qianqian hurriedly raised her hand to support the mask.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and Qiao Qianqian became the envy and hatred of many women.

Of course, except Qiao Yiyi who pushed her out.

She knew Zhou Chen, and also knew the relationship between Qiao Qianqian and Zhou Chen.

She coveted Zhou Chen, Qiao Qianqian was sent abroad, she thought her chance had come, so she went to show her presence in front of Zhou Chen, and was almost thrown into the river by him to feed the fish.

Qiao Yiyi is scared, compared to love, life must be more important!
Besides, she has just become the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. With money in hand, what kind of man doesn't have it?

But for the past seven years, she has been paying attention to Zhou Chen. Every time she hears news from him, she either throws the eldest lady of the Li family into the river, or pushes the only daughter of the Chen family down the stairs...

In short, women who want to approach him will not end well!

Qiao Qianqian was angry with her, so why did she need to clean her up by herself?Using Zhou Chen's hand to rectify Qiao Qianqian will get twice the result with half the effort!
Qiao Yiyi felt that she was very smart, and looked at the panicked Qiao Qianqian with a smug smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!" Qiao Qianqian is a voice anchor and is very good at disguising her voice. In order not to be recognized, she deliberately changed her voice.

She was about to flee quickly, but just as she raised her leg, someone grabbed her arm.

Qiao Qianqian looked up and saw Zhou Chen's obsidian eyes.

Apart from indifference, there is no emotion in these eyes.

This is not Zhou Chen in her impression. It has been seven years, and things are different.

"Wipe it off." The cold words entered Qiao Qianqian's ears.

Her heart, which was rippling just now, froze into ice in an instant.

"What?" Qiao Qianqian was puzzled, and didn't realize what to erase for a while.

Zhou Chen loosened his clenched fist, and pointed his index finger at his shoes.

It was only then that Qiao Qianqian saw that Zhou Chen's shiny black leather shoes had been stepped on by her.

Although it is not particularly obvious, it does affect the aesthetics of the meticulous elite ceiling.

"Shoeshine?" Qiao Qianqian's expression became uneasy.

(End of this chapter)