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

"..." Shang Lu remained silent.

This silence pierced Qiao Qiao's heart.

My heart aches like fire.

His eyes were wet and his nose was sour, and his throat tightened intermittently.

He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, his voice suddenly disappeared.

She couldn't forget, she begged Shanglu not to let go, and begged him to keep the child, but he insisted on killing the scene where the child left her.

Biting her lip, she choked up for a while, before letting her breathe a little easier.

wiped away tears and said:

"Shanglu, I don't want to blame you, and you don't blame me, okay?"

"We all go back to our respective tracks, for Xiao An'an, we will get along friendly in the future, okay?"

She looked at Shanglu with tears in her eyes.

Looking at this extraordinary man who exudes a noble aura all over his body.

As if begging.

Even though his hands were wrapped in gauze.

Even Shang Zhongbo splashed water all over his body when he got angry.

His suit and trousers were soaked with water, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But he is still the richest man in Pengcheng with a strong aura, so powerful that ordinary people can't get close to him.

He was clearly right in front of her.

But she felt that he and her were people from two worlds.

When he treats you nicely, it's too good to be true, like in a dream, like in a fairy tale.

But when he was cold and ruthless, it seemed that the two had never had any relationship, which made her deeply feel the difference between her and him.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses is so painful and tiring.

Why don't you want to go back to him?

Even if she already had Xiao An'an, she still didn't want to.

It was because she was afraid that at that sudden moment, he said he didn't want her, and he didn't want her anymore.

This life has already been recovered.

When she was dying of dystocia, it was A Dong who was in a hurry to find a baby crying sound from the mobile phone, which re-awakened her heartbeat and made her feel concerned, so she survived.

She just wanted to live an ordinary life.

She doesn't want to hope for love or anything.

It's not easy to live.

"Mr. Shang, you are right, we are people from two worlds."

"I should return to my ordinaryness. I can't match the high status of a rich wife."

"You too should get back on track."

"We let go of each other, forget it if you can!"

Qiao Qiao never believed in fate.

She feels that as long as she works hard, she can achieve anything.

But this time, she believed it.

After all, fate is not enough.

Dependent origin and extinction are all fate.

Shang Lu raised his lips, just about to say something, "..."

"Third brother, sister-in-law."

Deng Wanzhou, who was walking towards him, interrupted the question that Shanglu wanted to ask.

Seeing Qiao Qiao, Deng Wanzhou had complicated emotions.

She called again, "Sister-in-law."

"Wanzhou, just call me by my name."

Qiao Qiao hurriedly cleaned up the bad mood.

He turned his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

When I turned around, I told Deng Wanzhou again.

"Your third brother and I have divorced. It's inappropriate to call me sister-in-law again."

It's really inappropriate to call her sister-in-law again.

But Deng Wanzhou is used to calling her sister-in-law, and hopes that she will always be her sister-in-law.

She looked at the third brother next to her. He was obviously tall and straight, but there was a strong sadness on his body.

Deng Wanzhou also became sad along with her, "Then I will call you Sister Qiaoqiao from now on, is that okay?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, "Of course."

Deng Wanzhou is the richest woman in Pengcheng.

She is honored to have such respect for her.

Deng Wanzhou pointed to the location of the ward, "I heard that my uncle was hospitalized with pneumonia, so I came to see my uncle. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Don't worry." Qiao Qiao reassured, "Your uncle has already taken the medicine and is currently receiving an infusion, so there is no problem."

Deng Wanzhou smiled, "It's still sister-in-law..."

I am used to my sister-in-law, and if I change my words, there will always be something that I can't change.

"Sister Qiao Qiao has a way. My uncle won't listen to anyone, so I will listen to you."

"..." Qiao Qiao was very grateful for Shang Zhongbo's affection beyond the bond between father and daughter.

At this time, Deng Wanzhou looked at Shang Lu next to him, "Third brother, I have something I want to talk to my sister Qiaoqiao alone, is that okay?"

Shanglu nodded and walked back to the ward.

Deng Wanzhou looked away from Shanglu's back.

Look at Qiaoqiao.

His eyes concealed pain, envy, even jealousy.

But Deng Wanzhou knew that she shouldn't be jealous.

"Sister Qiao Qiao, I heard from A Dong that you... are together?"

"Wan Zhou, I know you like A Dong, I never thought of hurting you. I..."

It seems ironic to say this.

"Wan Zhou, I'm sorry."

"There's nothing I'm sorry about." Deng Wanzhou wiped away tears.

He choked up again and said, "Sister Qiao Qiao, I don't blame you, really. After all, you were the one who met A Dong first, and you lived in A Dong's heart early, so you didn't let me down. And I chased A Dong for so long, He has never accepted me, I just want to tell you..."

Thinking of He Qidong's fate, Deng Wanzhou felt very sad and pity.

"Sister Qiao Qiao, Ah Dong is someone who died once."

"When he was dying on the operating table, he was thinking of you."

"You have to treat him well, I hope you can make him happy. Adong will definitely treat you well, there is no doubt about that."

While talking, Deng Wanzhou cried.

I don't know who it is for.

Probably for herself, for her third brother, or for A Dong.

Ah Dong is finally with the person he likes.

a few days later.

Shang Zhongbo recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

Qiao Qiao took Xiao An'an to the hospital to pick him up in person.

Back at the Villa, Qiaoqiao let Xiao Anan spend a long time with her grandfather.

It wasn't until Xiao An fell asleep that Shang Zhongbo reluctantly let go of his hand and let the little cute baby sleep on the rocking chair.

"Dad, there is something I must confess to you."

Shang Zhongbo regards her as his own daughter, and she can no longer hide it from him.

No matter how difficult it is to speak, it must be said.

Shang Zhongbo rocked the baby rocking chair, the cute little baby who was soundly asleep.

When I looked up, I saw Qiao Qiao's frowning brows, and felt a faint sense of heaviness.

Qiao Qiao said bluntly, "Dad, A Dong and I are dating, I want to try to step forward, I want to start again, I hope you can forgive me."

Shang Zhongbo's hand shaking the baby rocking chair froze.

I want to say something, but I stop talking.

Then he let out a long sigh, frowned, and thought deeply.

In the end, he spoke earnestly, "Qiaoqiao, can you tell Dad why you chose Adong?"

Qiao Qiao didn't dare to look at Shang Zhongbo's caring and kind eyes.

She lowered her eyes, "I am not happy with Shanglu."

After a pause, he uttered his heart with difficulty, "No trust, no sense of security. I don't want to experience the feeling of being discarded again."

There are some things she has to face.

He raised his head, eyes full of guilt, "Dad, I'm sorry, but I couldn't fulfill your wish after all. It's because I don't know how to flatter you."

Shang Zhongbo let out another long sigh.

His old bones are already old enough to know his destiny.

Many things can be seen more clearly.

"You and Shang Lu have no fate after all."

"Dad, I'm sorry!"

"Qiao Qiao, you will always be my daughter, don't say I'm sorry. Live as you please, Dad doesn't want to force you."

"Dad..." Qiao Qiao choked up, "Thank you!"

Saying thank you is too light a word.

She will be more filial to the old man in the future.

Behind the screen.

Shanglu stood there silently.

His eyes turned from bright to dark, and gradually lost their spirit, like a lifeless sculpture.

in the afternoon.

When Qiaoqiao left the villa, Shang Zhongbo asked Shang Lu to see off their mother and daughter.

Shang Lu glanced at the people next to him, and ordered, "A Shu, Xiao Chen, you two go and see them off."

"I asked you to deliver it." Shang Zhongbo stared at him.

Shanglu had already got up from the sofa, turned his back to everyone and walked upstairs, "I have other things to do."

A few minutes later, Shang Lu, who was standing in the study, watched as Qiao Qiao's mother and daughter were invited into the car by the bald bodyguard and Xiao Chen.

Seeing their mother and daughter getting into the car, he sent Qiao Qiao a WeChat message: I wish you happiness!

Two years and eight months later.

Small class in Dongshan Kindergarten.

Xiao An'an is the cutest, most pink, and most beautiful child in the class.

Several teachers in the class, and even teachers in other classes, are particularly fond of her.

I have never seen such a good-looking child, who looks like a starlet, and his genes are too good to be true.

On this day, after finishing the game, An An suddenly disappeared.

But the head teacher was anxious to death.

After searching around, I finally found Xiao An'an who was stealing snacks under the slide.

A small group of figures, holding a bag of potato chips, stuffed their mouths full of chips.

It looked like a cute little guinea pig that was stealing food.

"An'an, why are you eating potato chips here?"

The teacher can't laugh or cry.

In the afternoon, when He Qidong went to the kindergarten to pick up the children, the teacher told him about An'an stealing potato chips.

On the way back, Xiao An'an was held in his arms.

Wrapping He Qidong's neck with his little hands, he said pitifully, "Mom won't let me eat snacks, Xiaopang gave me a bag of potato chips, I didn't dare to take them home, so I ate them secretly."

"You want me not to sue my mother?" He Qidong said in a doting tone.

"Please." Xiao An'an puffed up her fat cheeks, and Qi Liuhai on her forehead covered half of her frowning brows, how cute it was.

He Qidong said seriously, "Yes, but you have to agree to one condition."

"You want me to have dinner with that cold and quiet father again?" Xiao An'an looked very reluctant.