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

Cute little An'an, she's only four years old...

Shang Zhongbo was so distressed that he couldn't imagine Xiao An'an's current whereabouts.

Many times I dreamed that Xiao An'an had been killed.

He stopped completely while knitting with his hands, looked at Phytophthora sitting in a wheelchair, and asked sadly:

"Shang Lu, you've been looking for An An for so long, but you still haven't heard from him?"

Phytolaca, who was sitting in a wheelchair, tightened his grip on the armrest of the wheelchair.

I felt guilty and guilty inside.

It's all because of his incompetence that he didn't get An An back.

"Dad, we should ask Qiaoqiao School to believe in miracles."

"As long as we don't give up, it is possible to reunite with An'an."

Shang Zhongbo nodded, "Keep looking, don't give up, let me know as soon as you have any news. I love little An'an the most, and I don't know where this child is suffering now."

While talking, Shang Zhongbo's voice became a little choked up.

But he picked up the woolen pick again and began to knit the little socks in his hand stitch by stitch.

"An'an should be five years old this year. About the same age as Junze."

"I finished knitting socks for my little granddaughter, and I also knitted a pair for An An, in case An An came back."

If I can wear the little socks my grandfather wove, I won’t feel cold this winter no matter how cold the sea breeze is.

While weeping silently, Shang Zhongbo was knitting the little sock in his hand in his blurred vision.

That was when he specially enrolled in a class to learn the knitting technique.

They were in a wealthy family, so they didn't need these clothes and socks. He just wanted to do it himself so that his little granddaughter could wear the little socks that grandpa knitted himself.

In winter, the wind in coastal cities is quite strong.

You have to wear a hat when you go out.

There are still seven or eight months before winter, and he can still knit some small sweaters and woolen trousers.

"Are you going to see Qiao Qiao's mother?" Shang Zhongbo guessed while knitting the wool in his hand.

Shanglu nodded and hummed.

"Go ahead." Shang Zhongbo said, "Don't let that woman affect Qiao Qiao's mood. Qiao Qiao is pregnant with her third child now, so she can't move her fetus."

He believed that his son was fully capable of handling that woman.

Qiao Qiao's mother didn't leave Qiao Qiao's company overnight.

This year, Qiao Qiao's business was mainly managed by Song Wei.

Song Wei doesn't go to the company every day.

Together with Qiao Qiao, she hired a very powerful professional manager to manage the company's affairs with full authority.

Song Wei and Qiao Qiao go to the company about two or three times a week, and they usually look at reports remotely and hold meetings.

This morning, Xiaomei at the front desk came to the company early.

Seeing Qiaoqiao's mother sitting on the sofa in the reception room, dozing off, she walked up angrily, "Why haven't you left yet? Mr. Qiao said that her mother is gone, don't stay here I'm in the way, okay?"

"Little girl, I'm really your mother, Mr. Qiao." The other party was a woman, dressed in a fashionable and delicate manner, she looked like a noble lady.

And she wears famous brands.

Maybe it's well maintained, but it looks about 50 or [-] years old.

"When will you, Mr. Qiao, come? I really have something very important to ask her."

"You don't have to wait for her, tell me if you have anything to say." At this time, bald Li Chaoshu, pushing Phytophthora wearing sunglasses in a wheelchair, came to the front desk of the company.

Some old people in the company knew the background of Qiao Qiao's husband.

But Qiao Qiao kept quiet.

Therefore, everyone will not spread the fact that Shanglu is the richest man in Pengcheng.

Qiaoqiao's mother saw Shanglu, so naturally she didn't know his amazing identity.

Seeing Phytolacca chinensis, Qiao Qiao's mother frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

Shang Lu was in a hurry to go out today, so he was casually dressed in casual clothes.

Sitting in a wheelchair and wearing sunglasses, it doesn't reveal his true identity at all.

He also acted in a low-key manner, and didn't want to expose his identity as soon as he appeared on the stage, so he just said indifferently, "I'm Qiao Qiao's husband, if you have anything to do, it's the same if you tell me."

Qiao Qiao's mother looked at him and began to look contemptuously, "Didn't Qiao Daqiang say that Qiao Qiao married a rich man, and you are that rich man?"

Qiao Daqiang warned Qiao Qiao's mother not to trouble Qiao Qiao.

She also said that Qiaoqiao married a rich man, and she couldn't afford to offend her.

But Qiao Daqiang didn't know that she was also a wealthy wife now, with so much money that she couldn't spend it all in her lifetime.

She didn't pay much attention to Shang Lu in the wheelchair, "No wonder, I said Qiao Qiao, a wild girl from the countryside, how could she marry a rich man, so she married a disabled person."

"How do you talk?" Bald-headed Li Chaoshu pointed at Qiao Qiao's mother and said angrily, "Do you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

"Let me introduce you. My name is Yuan Yizhen." Qiao Qiao's mother put on airs and put on a noble face, "Qiao Qiao's biological mother."

Yuan Yizhen sat on the sofa, crossing her legs carelessly.

The legs seem to overlap gracefully and calmly, but in fact, the eyes of Shang Lu are full of disdain.

"Since you are Qiaoqiao's husband, it's the same with you."

With that said, she made a phone call to her subordinates.

Soon, the men came in with some things.

Yuan Yizhen put those things on the coffee table one by one.

A BMW x7 car key and a red real estate certificate.

Yuan Yizhen opened the real estate certificate, and the property area on it was more than 400 square meters, which showed that it was a villa.

In addition, there are some jewelry in the two boxes, which are glittering and eye-catching.

Xiaomei, who was at the front desk next to her, thought, Mr. Qiao's mother has a lot of background, but she didn't know that Mr. Qiao's husband was even more so.

There is a good show to watch!

Yuan Yizhen put down these things, and puffed out her chest elegantly and noblely, "These are for my daughter, which can be regarded as some compensation for her. You take me to meet her. After meeting, there will be more benefits."

Yuan Yizhen thought that Shanglu saw the things on the coffee table that showed her identity.

But Shang Lu couldn't see anything, he turned his head and asked the bald head, "What did she bring?"

The bald head reported one by one, "She gave his wife a BMW x7, a villa in Tianyu Mansion, two pairs of bracelets, some gold and silver jewelry. That's all."

Yuan Yizhen couldn't help but sneered, "Heh, not only is he in a wheelchair, he's also blind. Can't you see these things on the table?"

"Show me some respect in what you say." The bald head pointed at Yuan Yizhen's face and warned again.

"I was blind and lame at first, so I won't tell anyone else." Yuan Yizhen looked at Shanglu contemptuously, "No wonder you can marry my daughter. It turns out that she is a double disabled person who is blind and has a broken leg. Also, if He is a healthy and rich man, who would marry a wild girl from the countryside who has never studied."