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

In the wind, Qiao Qiao's body trembled slightly, but she pretended to be strong.

That appearance made Wanzhou choke up, "Sister-in-law..."

"Wan Zhou, trust your third brother." Qiao Qiao said with a tearful smile, "He will definitely come back."

Yes, they must believe.

So, Wan Zhou also nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes.

"Well, sister-in-law, the third brother will definitely come back. You should sleep well first. Maybe it is true as you said. After you sleep, you can see the third brother, An An and Li Yan tomorrow, and we will be safe together I'm back. I'll take you upstairs."

"no need."

Qiao Qiao shifted her gaze to He Qidong.

His eyes were red and swollen, he was tired and embarrassed, and there was a sour smell on his body.

I don't know how many days I haven't showered.

Abroad, what A Dong experienced must have been unimaginably difficult.

Fortunately, A Dong is still alive.

Finally, in the midst of pain, I found the only ray of comfort.

"Adong, you and Wanzhou go back to rest, don't worry about me. I won't fall down, I still have to take care of the old man and Xiao Niannian, I will be strong."

She dared not fall.

Nor can it fall.

After turning around, Qiaoqiao dragged his tired body and walked towards the villa.

In the wind, her slender body stood upright.

The cold night seemed to tear this small body to shreds at any time.

He Qidong and Deng Wanzhou who were behind were very distressed.

Especially He Qidong, after she walked into the villa, he slapped himself hard several times.

"Blame me……"

"Ah Dong, there is nothing wrong with you, don't do this." Wan Zhou held He Qidong's hand, her heart was about to break.

That night, no one could sleep peacefully.

After Qiaoqiao went upstairs, she put Xiao Niannian to sleep.

Shang Zhongbo next to him wanted to persuade her, but she spoke first, "Dad, go to bed quickly, it's so late."

"Qiao..." Shang Zhongbo choked up.

Qiao Qiao squeezed a smile and comforted, "Dad, something happened to Shanglu, you must be very sad. You have to think of a better place. We haven't seen Shanglu's body yet, so we can't believe that Shanglu is really dead."

Shang Zhongbo really couldn't hold on anymore.

He was old and couldn't bear this kind of blow.

He lost his wife in his early years. If he really wanted a white-haired man to send a black-haired man, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive.

Covering up the quilt for Xiao Niannian, Qiao Qiao got up from the edge of the bed.

"Dad, I still have something to say to you. I'll help you go back to your room. Don't quarrel here until every year."

"it is good."

Qiaoqiao supported Shang Zhongbo and left Niannian's room.

After going to Shang Zhongbo's bedroom, Qiaoqiao fetched a basin of hot water.

After asking Shang Zhongbo to sit down, Qiaoqiao squatted down, "Dad, you can soak your feet to relieve it."

Saying that, he took off Shang Zhongbo's slippers, and lifted his feet into the water.

Shang Zhongbo hurriedly took her hand and refused to let her wash it for her, "Qiao Er, you don't have to take care of me like this, I'm fine."

"Didn't you say that you love me more than Phytophthora, do you treat me as your own daughter? I am your own daughter, and it is right for a daughter to wash father's feet." Qiao Qiao still squatted on the ground.

She raised one of Shang Zhongbo's feet and said, "I'll touch your foot while chatting with you."

The old man has gone through such a big thing.

It must be very sad that something happened to my son.

Who can bear the pain of losing a child in old age?

Although she must believe that Shang Lu is still alive, the sinking of Shang Lu's ship is already a fact...

She choked up.

The action of pressing the acupuncture points on the soles of the old man's feet also paused...

Continue again.

The old man walked all the way just now, and with her support, he almost fell down.

The old man is also stubborn, she knows.

Once a person is in a bad mood and encounters sad things, the Qi, blood and liver Qi will be blocked.

Qiaoqiao has been in contact with some Chinese medicine practitioners, and knows which acupuncture points on the soles of the feet should be massaged when the liver qi is blocked.

She pressed it and said, "Dad, do you remember when we were attacked by wild wolves on the border?"

"Of course I remember. It was you who encouraged me to hold on until the rescuers came." Shang Zhongbo still remembers that unforgettable experience, as if it happened yesterday.

"Dad, this time we have to hold on and trust Shanglu."

"He can't leave us alone."

"He's your son, you have to trust him, right?"

After asking the last sentence, Qiaoqiao smiled slightly.

There is bitterness in the smile, there is also encouragement to Shang Zhongbo, and there is also her pretending to be strong.

With tears in her eyes, she said firmly, "Shanglu is still alive, he will come back. Dad, don't think about anything, just get a good night's sleep, everything will be fine at dawn."

"Qiaoqiao..." Shang Zhongbo burst into tears instantly.

"I'll press it for you again, so you can sleep later." Qiao Qiao responded.

After washing the old man's feet and pressing the acupoints, she went to order a sleep aid aromatherapy.

Watching the old man fall asleep, he turned off the light for him.

She just went back to her room.

After taking a bath, she also lit herself a sleep-promoting aromatherapy.

She wants to sleep well.

Must sleep well.

Previously, Shang Lu told her that when he first lived with her in a rental house, he couldn't sleep.

He has been carrying the table of chemical elements on his back.

She can no longer memorize the table of chemical elements.

She counted, from one to ten thousand.

Counting down from ten thousand to one.

I don't know how long it took, but after a short sleep, the sky dawned.

The sun shone through the windows again.

The darkness in the room was driven away.

The darkness in my heart is like an abyss, and I can't see the light no matter what.

He thought that Shanglu would be back when the sun rose.

But Shanglu did not.

The only ones who came were the condolences brought by the HNA unit and some leaders in the city.

The death of Shanglu's shipwreck is a foregone conclusion.

Two days later, even the leaders of the capital came to express their condolences.

Shang Zhongbo fell ill.

There was no way to receive the distinguished guests, so Qiao Qiao came forward to receive them.

She held on and accepted.

Before leaving, the leader asked her to mourn, and she responded with a smile, "I believe my husband will come back, he is still alive."

Therefore, she is not going to hold a funeral for Shang Lu.

When the group said they were going to attend the funeral of Shanglu, she refused.

At this time, Qin Sen, Song Wei, He Qidong, and Deng Wanzhou were all standing beside Qiao Qiao.

Sending off the condolences, Qin Sen looked at Qiao Qiao sadly and sympathetically, "Qiao Qiao, people should be buried in the earth when they die. Shanglu's funeral will still be held, at least a tomb must be erected for him... "

Qin Sen said he couldn't go on.

He didn't trust his best brother and just walked away.

He should have gone with Shanglu.

Maybe if he goes, he can still protect Shang Lu from disasters.

If God insists on taking away a person, let him take him away.

It can be said that these are too late.

Qin Sen was extremely regretful.

"People really should go to the ground to rest in peace." Qiao Qiao met Qin Sen's mournful and self-blaming gaze, and said firmly, "But Shanglu hasn't even found the body yet..."

She choked up sobbing that she was about to die.

After wiping the disappointing tears, a pair of red and painful eyes were full of firm belief:

"If I can't see Phytophthora's body, I'll just pretend he's alive."