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Just as she was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the study door. Qiao Anran pushed open the study door and walked in. She smiled at Qiao Yu, put the tea in her hand in front of Qiao Yu, and said, "Mom, you have worked hard. .”

"This is the tea that Dad just made for you. He said you used to love the tea he made the most, and asked me to bring it here for you."

Qiao Yu raised her eyes and glanced at Qiao Anran's teacup beside her, then pursed her lips lightly, "You have a heart, thank you dad for me."

Qiao Anran smiled, "Thank you! They are all family, aren't they?"

"By the way, the company." Qiao Anran blinked, and said with some hesitation, "I also know a few bosses in the circle, do you want me?"

"No need." Qiao Yu waved his hand, looked up at her, and said in a cold tone, "Just do the jewelry show well, and leave the rest to me."

"That's right." Qiao Yu paused, and then said, "I heard that you lost out to a newcomer in the design project of Mingda jewelry that you cooperated with the Huo family?"

"Is that newcomer Yi Ren?"

Qiao Anran's face froze slightly, "Mom, it was my mistake, but Yiren is really good, a newcomer can design such a work."

Qiao Yu couldn't help laughing, "She does have some talent in design. That's what my father and your grandfather said in person. It's just that she has been doing nothing for so many years, and no matter how talented she is, it has been delayed."

"I don't expect her to make any achievements, as long as she can give me a peaceful life!"

Seeing Qiao Yu mentioning Qiao Yi's angry appearance, Qiao Anran's heart froze for a second.

For so many years, although Qiao Yu treated her like her own, the fact that she was not Qiao Yu's biological daughter had always been a thorn in her heart.

No matter how good you are to her, it can't compare to blood relationship.

What's more, Qiao Yu's personality has always been strong, and his relationship with his father is not very good.
She doesn't hold many shares in Qiao's. Once Qiao Yu recognizes Qiaoyi, her position in Qiao's will be in jeopardy.

People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, she must plan well for herself
Because after staying in Paris for a few days, Joy's jet lag still hadn't come back. The alarm clock rang several times, but she didn't wake up. Finally, Xiao Fanbao knocked on the door to wake her up.

Getting up from the bed in a daze, Joy opened the door with half-closed eyes without even brushing his teeth.

Outside the door, not only Xiaofanbao stood, but also Huo Lingyang in a neat suit.

When Huo Lingyang saw her "sloppy" appearance, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"Mommy~ Can't you pay attention to your own image~" Xiao Fanbao looked up at her and shook his head helplessly.

Joey rubbed his hazy eyes, pulled his lips hard, and said indifferently, "I'm sorry! Your mother and I are like this."

"I'm pretty good. You go and see other moms. When you were born and took you with you, you cried every day. I was so tired that I was exhausted. How could I be in the mood to pay attention to my image? As time goes by, it's natural. It has become a habit! So ah! I became like this, you are also the culprit." Joey pursed his lips and sniffled, imitating Xiao Fanbao's usual tricks, as if he was about to cry aggrieved.

Xiao Fanbao's face darkened, and he frowned, "Mummy, you are enough! How can you act better than me~"

"Heh!" Joey put away his tears, stepped forward and pinched Xiao Fanbao's little face, "It's called ginger or it's old and spicy~"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to be late for work soon, I'll go wash up first." Joy smiled, then turned back to the room immediately, and closed the door with a bang.

Outside the door, Huo Lingyang put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her bluffing, and listened to the natural conversation between the mother and son just now, a slight shadow formed between his brows.