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"Miss!" Seeing this, Chen's mother hurried over, helped Qiao Anran up on the sofa, pushed aside her sleeves, and saw that a large area of ​​Qiao Anran's snow-white lotus root had been scorched red. shocking.

"It's okay." Qiao Anran smiled calmly at Chen's mother, and when she looked up, she saw Qiao Yu walked in at some point, pulled her sleeves, smiled gently at Qiao Yu, and called her mother.

While speaking, her eyes fell on Joey again, and she continued to say with a smile, "I was just about to tell you that Yiren is back."

Qiao Yu's face was not very good-looking. She glanced at her, then at Chen's mother, and ordered, "Bring the medicine box and come here, and treat the wound for Miss."

"Yes." Chen's mother answered yes.

Qiao Yu withdrew her gaze, turned her head and glanced at Qiao Yi who was sitting on the sofa. Because of her private divorce with Li's family at noon, her delicate face was full of anger.

"You followed your father and learned this kind of upbringing?"

When mentioning her father, Qiao Yiren's calm face changed slightly. She turned her eyes and looked at Qiao Yu coldly.

Qiao Yu raised her leg, walked forward slowly, pulled Qiao Anran's hand and pushed aside her sleeve, her reddened hand immediately appeared, Qiao Yu's eyes froze, Qiao Anran immediately smiled, "Mom, I was not careful, this matter has nothing to do with Yi Ren."

Qiao Yu's face darkened, and she said in a low voice, "Let Chen Ma take care of your wound. In the recent period, don't go to work for the time being, and take a good rest at home."

"Hmm." Qiao Anran hummed with a smile.

Qiao Yu's eyes moved slightly, and soon turned to Qiaoyen again, and said solemnly, "How can you become so vicious now?"

"Do you know that An Ran's hands are used to draw design drawings, if it is destroyed, can you afford to pay for it?"

Joyce sneered and said lazily, "What's the big deal, just give her my hands."

"You!" Qiao Yu glared at Qiao Yiren angrily, and slowly closed her eyes.

Qiao Yiren stood up from the sofa, stepped over the teacup tiles in front of him, walked slowly to Qiao Yu, and looked up at her, "My father taught me that when others respect me a foot, I return her a foot. If there is a next time for this matter, it will not only be a hot hand." Qiao Yiren said, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and her cold and sharp gaze turned to Qiao Anran who was standing aside.

Qiao Anran lowered her eyes, and the hand held by Chen's mother trembled quietly.

Hearing this, the anger in Qiao Yu's heart rose again, she opened her eyes and looked at Qiao Yiren, and growled, "It seems that handing you over to your father these years is the worst decision I have made. From today onwards, Just stay at Qiao's house and learn the rules!"

"Director Qiao." Qiao Yi looked at Qiao Yu with a smile, "I've been an adult for a long time, so I'm afraid it won't work if I try to be a guardian."

"I don't intend to have anything to do with the Qiao family. My father is dead, and my only relative in this world is gone."

Qiao Yu frowned, looked at the indifference in Qiao Yiren's eyes, felt a little sad, and couldn't help but say, "I am your biological mother."

The Joey sneered, "The word mother hasn't appeared in my world since I was seven years old. I don't have a mother."

Qiao Yu's throat choked, her eyes stared at Qiao Yiren, and she paused for a moment.

Qiao Yiren shook the bag on his back, turned around lightly, with indifference printed on his fair and elegant face, "My mother is already dead." After finishing speaking, he walked directly towards the door.