Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

hospital.

Father Qiao had already woke up, and he notified the assistant.

"Dong Qiao, who did this? Do you need to call the police?" The assistant was frightened. Who beat Dong Qiao like this.

A circle of gauze was wrapped around Father Qiao's head.

"No need." Father Qiao said: "Check, who sent me to the hospital."

Although the assistant didn't understand why he didn't call the police, the boss's words were the truth.

"Ok."

Father Qiao stopped him again: "Call Qiao Lian."

"Ok."

The assistant responded again and again and quickly went to do this.

He just opened the door of the ward, and there was a girl standing outside, seeming to be about to knock on the door.

The two looked at each other silently for a second, and the girl calmly put down her hands: "Is Mr. Joe there?"

The assistant glanced back. Father Qiao heard the movement and was looking here.

"you are……"

"Qiao Lian's head teacher."

The assistant was taken aback for a moment.

How did the prince's head teacher find here?

"come in."

Father Qiao said, let Chu Zheng go in.

The assistant ignored the messy thoughts in his mind, and turned his body sideways to let Chu Zheng in.

Father Qiao's face looked bad.

Although he has reached middle age, his father's facial features are still handsome, somewhat similar to Qiao Lian.

It's just that Qiao Lian's appearance is more refined, probably inherited from his mother.

Qiao's father looked at Chu Zheng, the status of the perennial superior, when he made his voice, he brought his own power: "Are you Qiao Lian's head teacher?"

"Yeah." Chu Zheng stood calmly.

"How to call it?"

"Ruan Chuzheng."

"Teacher Ruan." Father Qiao nodded, suspiciously: "Have you come here?"

As soon as he woke up and was hospitalized, he notified his assistant.

She is a class teacher, why did she find here so quickly.

"Qiao Lian is with me." Chuzheng didn't want to waste time talking nonsense, and went straight to the topic: "I sent you to the hospital."

Father Qiao's expression changed slightly, and the light in his eyes sank a little.

"I don't want to ask too much about you and Qiao Lian. I will take care of him in the future. If he wants to come back, I won't stop him. He doesn't want to come back. Mr. Qiao had better not send anyone over to harass him."

Father Qiao frowned.

He understands these words separately, but how to put them together, he can't understand them?

Is this Qiao Lian's head teacher? !

Is this what a class teacher should say?

"Ms. Ruan, what do you mean by this?"

"Mr. Joe, you understand." Chu Zheng didn't want to repeat, she put down a check.

Father Qiao glanced at the numbers on the check, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then an anger hit his forehead: "Teacher Ruan, what do you mean! My Qiao is short of this money? Qiao Lian is my son, you are an outsider. What qualifications do you have to decide where he goes?"

Someone actually took money to buy him his son!

Father Qiao felt that the person in front of him was crazy.

"Mr. Joe, you are worried, I just prove to you that I can take care of him and give him a better life."

"..."

Chuzheng ordered a check: "By the way, the medical expenses paid to Mr. Qiao are compensated. Mr. Qiao feels that it is not enough, and I can pay it again. But Mr. Qiao had better not call the police." Otherwise, the result will be serious.

Chu Zheng's last sentence was obviously a threat, not a request.

Father Qiao: "..."

Qiao Lian is his son!

His son! !

Chuzheng retracted her hand and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Qiao, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"You stop!"

Father Qiao roared, involving the injury, and Father Qiao gasped in pain.

However, Chuzheng did not stay at all and left the ward directly.

The assistant hurried over: "Dong Qiao, are you okay?"

Father Qiao tore the check with anger.

Father Qiao thought inexplicably about the jokes his previous friends had said about parents taking money to send their children.

just now……

He is like that joke! !

He paid the money to send it, so it was the little girl's turn!

"Check her for me." Father Qiao covered his head: "Give me the phone."

Father Qiao called Qiao Lian.

No one answered.

Once, twice, three times...

"Hey." The boy's voice sounded.

Father Qiao endured his anger: "Qiao Lian, you are so good."

"..."

There was no response from there.

Father Qiao gritted his teeth and said: "Where are you, I will let someone pick you up."

"..."

Qiao Lian looked at the post-it notes on the table and said, "Are you all right."

"I'm not dead, are you disappointed?" Father Qiao sneered.

The atmosphere between the two is weird, completely unlike the father and son.

"..." Qiao Lian's voice lowered and said viciously: "Yes, I regret it. I should be sure that you were dead before leaving."

"evil creature!"

Qiao Lian hung up and cut off Qiao's father's curse.

He dropped the phone, slowly wrapped his arms around his arms, tightened his legs, bent his legs on the chair, and curled up.

-

Father Qiao quickly got Chuzheng's information.

"She has a fund under her name, and the source of funds comes from this fund." The assistant said: "The fund seems to be related to her parents, but this fund has always been mysterious, and his parents have passed away. We can't find out much about it."

The assistant can only find out the source of Chuzheng's funds.

Apart from these, it is like having a pair of invisible big hands protecting her data.

Moreover, the fund itself is mysterious, and it is not realistic to start with the fund.

Father Qiao looked at him: "Nothing?"

"..." The assistant wiped a sweat: "She has just graduated, and after graduation, she entered the school where she is now, the young master's class that she took only this semester."

"According to the school teachers, she was not like this before... However, when she just entered school at that time, everyone was not very familiar and didn't understand..."

Father Qiao didn't want to hear this: "What is her relationship with Qiao Lian?"

"..."

The assistant really didn't know.

According to people at the school, Qiao Lian and Chu Zheng have no special relationship, just a normal teacher-student relationship.

What Chuzheng did at school is completely in line with the identity of a teacher.

Father Qiao snapped the information on the assistant: "Go and figure it out!"

Where did the assistant dare to say no, he picked up the information and left quickly.

Walking out of the ward, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

Companion with a monarch is like a companion with a tiger.

-

Chuzheng returned home with his clothes, and Qiao fell asleep on the sofa, his face pressed against his arm, only his face was exposed.

There is no air conditioning in the living room, and the boy's face is reddish, and the tip of his nose is also covered with subtle sweat.

He untied the top two shirts, and the white and delicate collarbone was looming.

The hem of the shirt is not very long, and it becomes even shorter after lying down.

The sofa is too small, and the young man's long legs are slightly bent, revealing a lot of scenery.

Chu Zheng walked to the sofa, looked at him condescendingly for a while, stretched out his hand, stopped for a moment on his head, and then fell.

She passed her fingertips through the soft hair and gently rubbed it twice.

The boy was awakened and opened his eyes in a daze.

It happened to see Chu Zheng retracting his hand carelessly, standing behind the sofa, looking at him calmly.