On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

That night, Shanglu slept with Qiao Qiao in his arms.

The two did nothing.

Just hug each other.

Qiao Qiao felt an extremely pleasant and comfortable atmosphere.

This kind of joy and comfort is completely different from Shanglu doing that kind of thing.

quieter.

More strength, more security.

Outside the window, the autumn moon cages the gauze.

The moonlight is as quiet and soft as water.

Like Qiao Qiao's state of mind, very peaceful.

Lying in the arms of Phytolacca, you can forget all your troubles.

Become a pure, pampered little woman.

Nothing to worry about.

That night, Qiao Qiao slept soundly and sweetly.

When he woke up in the morning, Phytophthora had already prepared a hearty breakfast.

After Qiao Qiao washed up, she was held by Shang Lu and sat down at the dining table.

"There are pork offal soup powder that you like, and minced garlic and chili sauce. I bought two taels of millet chili, added a few cloves of purple garlic, chopped it myself and poured boiling oil on it. It's clean and hygienic."

The garlic and chili sauce in the glass was brought to Qiaoqiao by Shanglu.

Open the lid, the spicy taste makes people very appetizing.

Shanglu said, "I also bought the pig offal from the pork stall in the vegetable market. It is very fresh."

I have been with Qiaoqiao for more than four months.

Her favorite food is fusilli powder, pork offal powder, all kinds of noodles, with garlic and chili sauce.

Shanglu already knew her eating habits very well.

But it's autumn now.

It should nourish yin and nourish the lungs.

Therefore, Phytolacca stewed another tremella pear soup.

"This soup nourishes yin and nourishes the lungs. Drink a bowl in the morning to nourish the lungs in autumn."

He brought the stew pot to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao smiled, "Why do I feel that I am treated the same as the Empress Dowager Cixi?"

Someone served her breakfast so thoughtfully early in the morning.

"Where did this go?"

Phytophthora scratched the tip of her nose.

"When you get pregnant and give birth to confinement, there will be better treatment."

Qiaoqiao's heart was unbelievably sweet as he drank the tremella pear soup with rock sugar.

She smiled sweetly at Shanglu, "Then I will give you a few more children."

"It's not necessary to use a few."

Shanglu was extremely serious.

"It hurts to have a baby. I don't want you to suffer that. One is enough. It's better to have a daughter. My dad and I like daughters."

"What about the first one if it's a boy?"

"If you are born as a boy, you won't have a baby. It's too much trouble to have a baby."

Qiao Qiao didn't say anything more.

Head down to the soup.

She thought to herself, if she could marry Shanglu in this life, she would not exchange gold and silver.

Both Shang Lu and her father-in-law like daughters, no matter how hard it is to have a child, she will give birth to their daughters until the merchant has a daughter.

Besides, she also likes her daughter very much.

Think about it, where can I find a man who is so considerate, dependable, reliable and responsible like Shanglu?

In reality, a man takes a wife, but also wants a woman to earn money to support the family, and also wants a woman to bear and raise children.

No matter how painful it is to have a baby, it's just as it should be.

Because they think, which woman does not have children?

Those who complain about pain, tiredness and poor rest after giving birth are all hypocritical.

Qiao Qiao didn't know what kind of virtue she had accumulated in her previous life to meet such a good husband as Shanglu.

It is said that a woman's marriage is the second turning point of fate.

Sure enough.

Because of meeting Phytophthora, her life has completely moved towards a better life!

With such a good mood, Qiaoqiao went to work.

At noon, Xiaomei at the front desk with short hair and ears ordered a box lunch.

When Xiaomei came in with a box of lunch, she stood in front of Qiao Qiao.

"Sister Qiao, there is a man named Qiao Daqiang outside who wants to see you. Is he your father?"

Qiao Qiao's good mood was immediately shattered.

His face suddenly sank.

His brows were tightly knit.

For the sake of his son's future, Qiao Daqiang wanted to faint her and dedicate her to an old man.

He could do such a despicable thing.

How dare you find him?

Joe felt a foul breath in his heart.

A pain in the chest,

She said coldly, "Don't worry about him, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Oh!"

Xiaomei, with short hair and short ears, returned to her seat and asked everyone to take lunch boxes.

Sister Zhu, who was wearing glasses, came over, "Xiaomei, who is that lame old man outside, Qiao Qiao's father?"

Xiaomei with short hair and ears nodded: "I guess so."

Sister Zhu pushed the frame of the glasses across the bridge of her nose, "Why doesn't Qiaoqiao see the old man, is he so cruel?"

knock knock!

Song Wei came over and knocked on the table.

"It's not comprehensive, so don't comment lightly."

"If you know, Qiaoqiao has been abandoned by her parents since she was four years old, and grew up eating a lot of food."

"When he grew up, the old man had no one to take care of him, so he remembered that he had a daughter, and he kept blackmailing Qiao Qiao for value."

"Do you still think that Qiaoqiao is cruel to that old man outside?"

That's it!

Xiaomei with short hair and Sister Zhu with glasses immediately sympathized with Qiao Qiao.

It turns out that Qiao Qiao, who usually looks straightforward, sunny and optimistic, has such a tragic experience.

It's not easy.

Qiao Daqiang has been waiting outside for several hours.

Until sunset Xishan.

Qiao Qiao got off work.

Everyone is gone.

Finally, Song Wei and Qiao Qiao closed the door and went out.

Qiao Daqiang limped forward to meet him.

"Joe Qiao!"

He felt ashamed.

After his son Qiao Zhihua stabbed him in the heart.

Qiao Daqiang came to a complete realization.

That was his own son who he had raised since he was a child and loved and doted on him.

He gave Qiao Zhihua both houses.

Fearing that his bad background would affect his marriage with the rich daughter, he tried not to cause trouble to Qiao Zhihua.

Everything is for my son.

But this son wants his life!

Qiao Daqiang felt more and more that it was a wrong decision for him to focus on his new family and his youngest son.

If at that time, he could keep Qiao Qiao by his side.

Take good care of him.

It won't fall to the point where there is no one to support him in his later years, and he will be killed by his son.

Glancing at Qiao Daqiang, Qiao Qiao felt a severe pain in his chest.

She bypassed Qiao Daqiang.

Holding Song Wei's arm, she left expressionlessly.

"Joe Qiao!"

Plop.

Qiao Daqiang knelt on the ground.

"Dad was wrong. Dad wants to say sorry to you. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

This sorry, comes from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at his daughter's back, Qiao Daqiang burst into tears.

Qiao Qiao, who turned around slowly, glared at him angrily.

Seeing that Qiao Daqiang's face was full of tears, she sneered sadly.

"Qiao Daqiang, what kind of trick do you want to play? If you can't be tough, just be soft?"

Qiao Daqiang choked up.

When she was a child, Qiao Qiao's soft and waxy voice echoed in her ears.

"Dad, stop smoking. Smoking is bad for your health."

"Dad, stop drinking, you're still coughing."

"Dad, I'll warm you up!"

Such a cute and cute baby, how could he have the heart to leave her alone in his hometown in the countryside.

Let her be a left-behind child, not provide for her food and clothing, not provide for her to go to school, let her eat a hundred meals?

clap clap clap!

Qiao Daqiang slapped himself several times.

Qiao Qiao roared angrily.

"Qiao Daqiang, what are you going to do?"

"Dad doesn't ask you to forgive me." Qiao Daqiang knelt on the ground, looking at the thin Qiao Qiao, "Dad just hopes to make it up to you."

He handed a red real estate certificate to Qiaoqiao.

"This is Dad's house, and Dad transferred it to you."

To apply for a real estate certificate, you have to go in person.

But Shang Lu used his relationship to let Qiao Daqiang directly transfer the ownership to Qiao Qiao, and got the real estate certificate.

"Qiao Daqiang, what trick are you going to play again?"

"Qiao Qiao, I know you won't forgive me, and I don't ask you to forgive me." Qiao Daqiang stood up tremblingly.

The real estate certificate in his hand was stuffed into Qiaoqiao's hand.

"Dad doesn't know what to do for you, take it."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Daqiang wiped away his old tears.

Turned around and limped away.

After walking a few steps, he turned around again.

With tears in his eyes, Qiao Daqiang smiled at Qiao Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, you have found a good husband!"

Yesterday, Qiao Daqiang agreed to Shang Lu not to tell Qiao Qiao that he was the richest man in Pengcheng.

That was the agreement between him and Shang Lu.

After a relieved smile, Qiao Daqiang limped again and left.

Song Wei asked, "Qiaoer, is this real estate certificate real? Your father is so kind that he is willing to give you the house. Didn't he leave it to his son?"

Seeing the back of Qiao Daqiang leaving, Qiao Qiao didn't speak.

She didn't know if Qiao Daqiang's sorry sentence was true.

Like real.

But with Qiao Daqiang's cold blood and ruthlessness, how could he say sorry to her?

At this time, Shanglu, who was at the corner of the alley, came out.

He came to Qiao Qiao.

I saw Qiao Qiao bursting into tears.

Why did Qiaoqiao cry? Shanglu knew the reason.

But he pretended not to know, and hugged her, "What's wrong? I came to pick you up and saw you crying like this. Who bullied you?"

Song Wei told Shang Lu about Qiao Daqiang.

Shanglu pretended to be surprised.

Song Wei asked, "The real estate certificate is not fake, is it? I don't believe that Qiao Daqiang is so kind, and he will really repent to Qiao Qiao."

Shanglu said, "Just look it up and you'll know."

Song Wei: "How to check?"

Shang Lu took Qiao Qiao's mobile phone, "Log in to the WeChat official account, check the real estate title certificate, it is connected to the Internet."

After some operations, he showed the results of the inquiry to Song Wei and Qiao Qiao.

"It's true, Qiao Daqiang really transferred the ownership of the house to Qiao Qiao."

In fact, Shanglu can give Qiao Qiao a lot of houses like this, a lot.

However, he couldn't make up for Qiao Qiao's lack of heart and childhood shadows.

The bell also needs to be tied.

Only when Qiao Daqiang truly repents to Qiao Qiao can Qiao Qiao be truly relieved.

Otherwise, no matter how much he loves Qiao Qiao, she still lacks in the part of her native family.

That's why, yesterday he put in so much effort to drive his luxury cruise ship out of the high seas, and let Qiao Zhihua and Qiao Daqiang kill each other.

The purpose is to let Qiao Daqiang see the true face of his son.

Let him be enlightened.

Shanglu originally thought that the two father and son would kill each other.

At least fight.

But what I didn't expect was that Qiao Daqiang was so willing to die for his son.

This was unexpected by Shanglu.

This is also a good thing.

This proves that Qiao Daqiang is actually a very fatherly person.

Otherwise, he would rather die than Qiao Zhihua.

However, his father's love was misplaced.

After returning, Qiaoqiao sat on the sofa for a long time, looking at the red real estate certificate.

Shanglu checked it for her more than once, and it was a real real estate certificate with legal effect.

But Qiao Qiao still didn't believe it.

She is in Shanglu's arms, =.

"Shanglu, why do you think Qiao Daqiang is willing to give me the house suddenly, and knelt down to say sorry?"

"Who knows." Shanglu pretended to be ignorant, and pretended to guess, "Maybe he has realized it."

"Then he said I'm sorry, is it also sincere?"

Qiao Qiao sniffed, crying with snot and tears.

It is rare to cry like this in front of Shanglu.

Even less cry in front of people.

Usually she just wakes up crying in a dream.

Perhaps it was because Shanglu had completely entered her heart.

In front of Shanglu, she no longer needs to pretend to be so strong.

She let her tears of grievance wet her face.

Shanglu took a tissue and wiped her tears and nose.

"Crying so ugly, full of snot."

Although Shanglu said so, when he wiped her nose, he didn't dislike her at all.

Qiao Qiao finally laughed, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his neck.

"Phanglu, I never dreamed that my dad would say sorry to me."

"Then, are you relieved now?" Shang Lu was worried about her.

She nodded, then shook her head again, "A little relieved."

However, the shadow of childhood is so easy to let go.

Shanglu patted her on the back, "Don't worry, everything will be fine in the future."

"My dad told me today that I married a good husband." Qiaoqiao looked at him, "Shanglu, have you ever gone to see him?"

"No." Shanglu denied it.

"No?" Qiao Qiao frowned, "Then why did he say that I found a good husband?"

"who knows."

"Strange, you don't have much contact with him."

"Maybe because he sees me protecting you every time, he thinks I'm a good man."

"You really haven't looked for him?"

"No."

Well, Qiao Qiao chose to believe in Phytolacca.

But I still feel that Qiao Daqiang's sentence "You have found a good husband" is very meaningful.

Fearing that she would continue to question her, and that he would not be able to lie, Shang Lu pulled her up.

"I didn't cook today, so I went to eat at the food stall you like."

Now, he is the richest man in Pengcheng, eating food stalls at roadside stalls is as natural as everyday food.

Never be awkward again.

On the contrary, he felt that the exquisite meals in those high-end restaurants were not as good as roadside food stalls.

The two walked to dinner.

The sky has darkened.

Along the way, the street lights were dim and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

The two are holding hands lovingly and sweetly.

Even the shadows falling on the ground are close together, full of sweet taste.

Going to the food stall, Shang Lu wrote down Qiao Qiao's favorite dishes in a notebook and gave them to the lady boss who ran the hall.

The must order is the crayfish.

While waiting for the dishes, he skillfully unwrapped the bowls and dishes sealed in plastic bags one by one.

I used to be afraid that the dishes and chopsticks would be dirty and unhygienic.

Now I'm used to it, and it doesn't matter anymore.

In Qiaoqiao's words, eat dirty and don't get sores.

He has fully integrated into Qiaoqiao's life.

When the crayfish were served, Shang Lu put on his gloves and helped Qiao Qiao peel the shrimp.

After eating two mouthfuls, Qiaoqiao suddenly rushed to the side of the road where no one was there, and vomited faintly.

Cucumbers are fresh.

The meat is plump and bouncy.

Phytolacca also tasted it, and there was absolutely no problem with the quality.

But Qiao Qiao vomited like this. Based on his common sense, he patted Qiao Qiao on the back and guessed, "Qiaoer, are you pregnant?"

Recently they have had sex more frequently.

Tired of doing that kind of thing together every day.

And every time without contraception.

Shanglu was very pleasantly surprised, "Qiao Er, you may be pregnant, I will ask Dr. Luo to take a look at it for you."

"What is Dr. Luo?" Qiao Qiao finished vomiting, wiped her mouth, and raised her head.

Shanglu was so happy that he almost called his family doctor, and quickly explained, "I mean, I have an acquaintance in the hospital, and I will ask him to check you directly."