This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1667 Ling Zihuan’s Abnormality!

  Forty minutes later, Qiao Mu sent Ling Zihuan back to Lingjia Manor.

  He was sitting in the driver's seat holding the steering wheel with one hand and just turned and looked towards the back seat. As a result, he saw Ling Zihuan get out of the car door with his waist, and ran into the hall in the blink of an eye, without even closing the door.

  Qiao Mu: "??"

  He stared at the direction of Ling Zihuan's disappearance, his expression became much colder.

  Ling Zihuan's abnormal performance made Qiao Mu's intuition that there was a problem.

  Not long after, he lowered the car window, lit a cigarette, and hung his arms on the car door.

  The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night sky is shining, but Qiao Mu's heart is covered with a thick and depressing haze.

  He took out his mobile phone casually, rubbed the screen and was silent for a while, and then called Han Yunting.

  ……

  Half an hour later, Bailu Winery.

  Qiao Mu and Han Yunting sat in the inner hall with the fragrance of wine, drinking red wine without saying a word.

  The color of the winery is dark, and the surrounding layout is mainly solid wood. Many red wine walls are placed in the lounge, which is a good place to take a break.

  At this time, Han Yunting leaned in the chair and looked at Qiao Mu who was drinking from the opposite side. He smiled and asked, “What are you irritated by?

  Isn’t it okay in the afternoon, just a few hours later, I started to drink wine to worry about it? "

  Qiao Mu drank the red wine in the glass and licked the wine stain on the corner of his mouth, "Han San, what kind of creature is this woman, you said?"

  Han Yunting: "……"

   He watched Qiao Mu’s melancholy look, picked up the sober cup, poured him a half glass of wine, and answered flatly, “You asked the wrong person. My understanding of women is not as rich as you are.”

  Qiao Mu sighed in melancholy, folded his hands behind his head, stretched his neck, and sneered, "You have been single for so many years, don't you plan to find one for yourself?"

   Regarding this question, Han Yunting shrugged indifferently, "Don't worry about my business, let's talk about you and Ling Zihuan."

   "You can see it?" Qiao Mu looked at Han Yunting's eyebrows in surprise.

   Seeing this, Han Yunting shook his wine glass, and when he placed it in front of him, he looked at Qiao Mu through the bright glass surface, “I don’t want to do what he thinks except for Huanhuan.”

Qiao Mu gave a discouraged laugh, took another sip from the wine glass, "There is nothing else, but my dad called Huanhuan to Qiao's house today. I don't know what I said to her. The little girl is in a very state. Something's wrong."

   "If the second uncle came forward, she probably was terrified."

  Han Yunting knew part of the Qiao family's internal affairs, and when he thought of that Qiao Yuanxian who once held a lot of power, the innocent and simple Ling Zihuan must not be his opponent.

  Qiao Mu pursed his lips, his expression is very complicated, "I sometimes hate that I was born in Qiao's family.

  Let my dad out of the mountain, but now it seems that it may be the worst decision. "

  Han Yunting looked at him, and he wondered, but he still expressed his worry, “Huanhuan, it’s not the point now.

  What is going to be solved right now is what you plan to do with my eldest sister’s marriage? Do you really want to agree to this marriage? "

   "Fuck, there are no doors!" Qiao Mu put the wine glass in his hand on the table heavily, his expression gloomy.

  Han Yunting saw Qiao Mu's determination. Although he didn't want to pour cold water, he still reminded him: "My eldest sister will return to China in two days. My parents have already told her about this marriage.

  But she hasn’t given a definite answer yet. If you don’t plan to accept it, think of a sure-fire plan as soon as possible. "

  (End of this chapter)