My host is the Queen of Prophecy

Chapter 273 Oh My God!I wear it to the present world (51)

It took about an hour before Qiao Ming filled out the three pages of information.
The intelligent artificial system sounded again: "Welcome to Du's mansion——"

Just when Qiao Ming thought he could go in, the next sentence rang out: "Welcome to close the video of Du's luxurious garden. If you like it, don't forget to like it!"

At this moment, Qiao Ming just wanted to say: click your mb.

He really wanted to swear, but his identity and status did not allow him to swear.

Right now her daughter is still suffering in the hospital, but he is here to enjoy the garden landscape.

Is it so difficult to meet Du Jiusheng?
Mother Qiao felt his anger, and in order to prevent his blood pressure from rising, she hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back: "Don't be angry, old man, it will be bad if the blood pressure rises. This person who usually comes to see Mr. Du There must be a lot of them, and he dotes on his wife, probably because Miss Luo is afraid of noise, that's why she set up such a checkpoint. This also proves their social status, which no one can match."

"Huh—" Qiao Ming held back his anger and finished watching the so-called video of Du's luxurious garden.

Another half hour passed.

Then he reluctantly liked the video.

The system voice sounded again: "Please come in—"

"Click." Then came the sound of the door opening.

Luo Qingchen understands other people's hearts so well, she can tell from the micro expressions that the Qiao family's elders have probably reached their limit.

If they are not allowed in, they will probably leave.

It's so boring to go away.

Qiao Ming straightened his suit and walked in.

This villa is really big. Just from this villa, one can imagine how rich and powerful the Du Group is.

Although it took nearly an hour and a half to wait, if Xu Mu could be made to bow his head, An Qiansui would have to pay the price.

It's all worth the wait.

Walking into the hall, the housekeeper came out to receive Mr. and Mrs. Qiao.

"Mr. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao, please, our husband is not at home, only the wife is."

"It's all the same." Qiao Ming didn't forget to flatter her: "Miss Luo Qingchen's status in the business circle is almost the same as that of Mr. Du Jiusheng."

"This way, please—" The butler saw a lot of people like this, and laughed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

At this time, Luo Qingchen asked the servants to put away all the materials that were originally on the table.

Only a pot of tea is placed on the quintessential wind glass table personally customized by the expensive French artist Mr. Robert.

"Ms. Luo, hello—"

Qiao Ming immediately greeted Luo Qingchen the first time he saw him: "Your appearance has hardly changed from ten years ago, and you are still as young as ever."

"Thank you." Luo Qingchen took a sip of tea, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Sit down."

"Okay, okay." Mother Qiao sat on the seat next to Luo Qingchen, and the housekeeper handed over the teacup, poured tea for them, and then retreated.

"Brother Jiusheng is not at home. If you are not in a hurry, you can come back a few days later." Luo Qingchen's eyebrows twitched slightly: "If you are in a hurry, you can talk to me directly if you have anything to do. However, I think your expressions should be pretty in a hurry."

"Ahem——" Qiao Ming cleared his throat: "There is no difference between talking to Ms. Luo and Mr. Du. Before I say it, I would like to ask Miss Luo to watch a video."

"Yes." Luo Qingchen nodded, and a very faint smile was inadvertently drawn on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)