C352 (1/2)

”What, let me make the clothes next week?” An Ya could not believe his ears, and stared deadly at Qiao's Mother.

Qiao's Mother leaned on the sofa: ”Why are you making such a fuss over nothing? When Wen Ni said he would make clothes for me, I never felt tired. Did you see the clothes I went to attend the banquet wearing a few days ago? Wen Ni helped me drive him out of the house without stopping to sleep for a few days. Since he didn't say anything, I give you two weeks' time, if you don't want to, don't open your mouth and help me out … ”

When he mentioned Wen Ni, An Ya's expression became even colder, and the fingernails in his hands had already been deeply dug into his palms.

Wen Ni, it's Wen Ni again. Qiao's Mother must have angered him on purpose.

”But two weeks is too short!” An Ya could not help but ask.

”If you think it's short, then forget it. I'll find someone else to design it for you.” Qiao's Mother scoffed coldly, with an expression that said you don't want to make it for me.

When Qiao Lingyu pushed the door open and returned home, he immediately saw Qiao's Mother and An Ya staring at each other.

”What happened? Why is the atmosphere so heavy? ”

Seeing that Qiao Lingyu had returned, An Ya could not help but complain: ”Ling Yu, tell me, mom asked me to make her a set of clothes in two weeks, how do you think I would be able to do that?”

”Humph!” Qiao's Mother snorted, ”She was the one who said she would make it for me. Don't you see that it's Dou Dou's birthday after two weeks? As a granny, I have a lot of face when I put on the clothes made by my own wife, don't I? ”What's more, I already told others that I will wear the clothes you made. If you tell me that you can't do it now, won't that be embarrassing me?”

The words of the Qiao's Mother annoyed An Ya for a while. In the end, he could only look at Qiao Lingyu, hoping that he could speak up for her.

Seeing that, Qiao Lingyu looked at An Ya: ”You promised Mommy that you would design her clothes?”

An Ya wanted to cry, but no tears came out. ”I did agree, but back then …”

”Since you've agreed to it, how can you go back on your word? You should just work harder!”

Qiao Lingyu made the final decision with a strike, and Qiao's Mother laughed complacently: ”My son is still the most sensible.”

Qiao Lingyu's footsteps towards the study room paused slightly, what do you mean by? He only felt more and more annoyed by An Ya, since she had nothing better to do, then it would be the right time to find something for her to do, so that she wouldn't appear in front of his eyes everyday.

When the Qiao's Mother left, An Ya was so angry that he wanted to smash the furniture.

Isn't it just a piece of clothing? She did it!

Two weeks passed quickly and soon, it was Qiao's Mother's son's birthday.

Qiao's Mother liked this grandson, so she invited a lot of people, afraid that they wouldn't know that her grandson was already one year old.

Su Ranqing appeared holding Han Zhanyan's arm.

When they saw Su Ranqing, other than the Qiao's Mother, everyone else was stunned.

Especially An Ya, she thought Su Ranqing was here to cause trouble, but in the end Su Ranqing had walked to their front, and indicated for her to take out her present.

Qiao's Mother stepped forward and said: ”I was still worried that you wouldn't be able to come. Are you stuck in a traffic jam?”

Seeing how familiar Qiao's Mother was with Su Ranqing, not to mention An Ya, even Qiao Lingyu was stunned. He could not help but look at Su Ranqing with an inquiring gaze.

Su Ranqing laughed, he did not care about the others' probing gazes, and looked towards the child in Qiao's Mother's arms, while passing over the gift: ”I hope that Dou Dou can grow up safe and sound.”

Su Ranqing said as he reached out to caress the child's little face.

Han Zhanyan went forward and put his arm around her shoulders. Su Ranqing came back to reality and smiled at the Qiao's Mother: ”We will be going in first.

The banquet officially began, and An Ya's gaze couldn't help but search the crowd for Su Ranqing. She wanted to know what kind of attitude Su Ranqing had when coming to the banquet, but she couldn't find him even after searching for a long time.

At the same time, Su Ranqing had already followed Qiao's Mother upstairs. There were many eyes at the banquet, but not many people paid attention to Su Ranqing and Qiao's Mother.

”Aunt Qiao's clothes are made pretty well. If I remember correctly, this clothes seemed to have won a prize abroad …”