After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"But I like to drink dog meat soup, but if Mrs. Tang changes its name, I can spare its life!" Qiao Ran looked at Tan Xiao with a smile on his face.

"Miss Qiao, do you think it's easy to bully me with a disability?" Tan Xiao looked at Qiao Ran angrily.

"It's too late for me to please Mrs. Tang, how could I bully Mrs. Tang, as smart as Mrs. Tang, I should know that with my ability, I won't deal with your dog for so long.

The reason why I let it lie down after a few minutes is to let Mrs. Tang enjoy the wonderful performance. I have always had good intentions for Mrs. Tang, and I hope Mrs. Tang will not resist me too much. "

Looking at Qiao Ran's exquisite and charming smile, Tan Xiao has to admit that Qiao Ran is a very attractive woman.

His body is as attractive as it is shining, but it is not ostentatious and has no lethality, which makes people look very comfortable.

If it wasn't for her, her heart would be dead!

She is willing to make friends with a smart woman like Qiao Ran.

"Miss Qiao, please put away your good intentions, no matter what you do, I will not move out of here." Talking and laughing, she turned the wheelchair and left.

"What if I say that I discovered other secrets about the person who made Mrs. Tang's heart die?"

Tan Xiao, who had just turned around, froze suddenly. A few seconds later, she quickly turned to Qiao Ran.

"What other secrets do you know?"

"Then you have to agree to change its name first!" Qiao Ran patted the dog's head and said.

"Okay, you can change whatever you want!" Tan Xiao quickly agreed.

"Is this your dog, or do you change the name yourself? I have a friend and apprentice whose surname is Lei, so I don't like that word used for dogs. As long as you don't use the word Lei, you can choose whatever you want."

"Okay, it's called Jingyu now, tell me what you know?" Tan Xiao said eagerly.

Qiao Ran: "..."

Let the word Lei be a word, she is really too lazy to use her brain more.

"There are so many people outside, but walls have ears, let's talk inside!" Qiao Ran said and stood up.

Gouzi, who was no longer under the pressure of Mount Tai, looked at Qiao Ran's back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Terrified.

Qiao Ran walked ahead, stood at the fountain in front of the house, and looked around.

Seeing Qiao Ran's actions, Tan Xiao's eyes immediately changed again and again, letting the servant stay outside, and followed Qiao Ran into the house.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Qiao Ran's eyes darkened for a moment as he looked at the decorations in the living room.

I saw that in Ruoda's living room, there were many pictures of colored balls and some ball model decorations.

There is not a single photo of the child, but the parents' longing for the child is revealed everywhere.

Looking at Qiao Ran's back, Tan Xiao asked in a trembling voice, "What did you look at at the fountain just now? What did you find?"

Qiao Ran turned around and looked at Tan Xiao with deep eyes: "If I said that five years ago, your three-year-old son did not drown himself in the water, but someone did it on purpose, would you believe it?"

Tan Xiao knew that Qiao Ran was a smart woman, when she told the secret of the person who made her heart die outside the gate, she guessed that the person Qiao Ran said was referring to her son who died five years ago.

That's why she asked her what the secret was out of control in public!

When Qiao Ran told her guess, she couldn't believe it.

"Someone did it on purpose? Aye invited very professional experts at home and abroad to check carefully. Apart from the footprints of us, our children and the nanny, there is no other person's mark in the house.

If someone really broke in, even if he stunned the child and kept the child from moving, he couldn't wipe out all the traces of the intrusion, right? "

"Now that technology is advanced, have you ever thought that someone uses advanced technology to achieve what they want, such as a picture like this!" Qiao Ran said and handed the phone to Tan Xiao.

Inside is a painting Qiao Ran took in the secret room of the Jiang family. In the zoomed-in picture, a child steps into the water with one foot, and a flying bird hovers above the water, with beautiful colored balls hooked on its claws.

When Tan Xiao saw this scene, his eyes widened and his heart seemed to be suffocated.

When her son was a child, his favorite thing was balls, especially colored balls of various beautiful colors.

So all kinds of beautiful balls can be seen everywhere in her house.

On his third birthday, at such a young age, he said that he wanted to be a football player when he grew up, so that Beihong Country's football would become world-class.

Unfortunately, only one month before his birthday, his tiny body was frozen in the fountain pool.

Whenever I think of my son's small body lying on his back in the pool water, his heart hurts as if being torn and crushed while talking and laughing.

"Where did you see this picture? You don't think that if you draw a picture like this, I will listen to you and agree to the demolition, right?

Using a deceased child to poke the heart of a mother who lost her child, Qiao Ran, don't you think your move is too sinister?

Are you not afraid that if you hurt someone like this, the same retribution will befall you? "Tan Xiao's expression was distorted, and he roared hysterically.

Talking and joking made Qiao Ran's face turn cold instantly.

Although she has no children and has never experienced what it is like to be a mother, a woman is born with motherhood.

As long as she thinks about what will happen to her and Han Mo's children in the future, her heart feels as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

"Talking and joking, as a former mother, you know how a mother loves her children. Even if I am not a mother now, I don't want to hear someone curse my future child.

I kindly want to liberate you from body to mind, but you utter bad words one after another. It is really chilling. I am not the only one to realize the general relocation of Zhengshi Street.

As long as I conquer all the other residents, you will no longer be willing to move, and you will not be able to resist the decision of the entire presidential palace on your own.

Since you only want to immerse yourself in the old sad world and are unwilling to strip the truth, that is also your freedom.

After all, it's your child, I have no right to ask, so let's just pretend I'm bothering you today. "Qiao Ran said, turned and left.

Seeing Qiao Ran leaving in a rage, Tan Xiao hurriedly turned his wheelchair to chase after him.

"Don't go, Qiao Ran, you are not allowed to go!" Tan Xiao's voice ordered.

Hearing the natural voice of talking and laughing, Qiao Ran strode forward without looking back.

Talking and laughing, seeing that the automatic sliding of the wheelchair was too slow, he quickly turned the wheel by hand.

"Qiao Ran, don't go, I won't let you go!"

However, Qiao Ran acted as if he didn't hear him, and quickly walked to the door.

Seeing that Qiao Ran was about to walk out of the living room, when he was about to slide behind Qiao Ran, Tan Xiao tried to stand up and stop Qiao Ran in a hurry.

She did stand up, but within two seconds, her body fell straight forward.

Just when she thought she was about to fall into the mud, someone grabbed her arm, and before she could react, she was pulled up straight and sat in a wheelchair.

Looking at Qiao Ran's ice-cold face, Tan Xiao said guiltily, "Qiao Ran, I'm sorry."

Qiao Ran pushed Tanxiao to the front of the sofa, and helped her to sit on the comfortable and loose sofa.

"I accept your apology!"

Looking at Qiao Ran who was sitting across from her, who was ten years younger than her, but full of aura like a queen, the corners of her lips twitched slightly as she talked and smiled.

"You're really welcome."

"It was your fault in the first place, why should I be polite?" Qiao Ran answered naturally.

Seeing Qiao Ran's contemptuous aura, talking and laughing, he had the illusion that Qiao Ran was the hostess of the house and she was the guest.

"Just based on an inconclusive painting, it is so conclusive that my child was killed by someone else?"