Chatper 6 (2/2)

So, Qin Yiyue looked at He Qiaoyan and her father carrying luggage upstairs together with a dazed expression, a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.

Luo Mingmei pinched He Qiaoyan's arm after she went upstairs, "Qin Yiyue, you're doing well. Your dad and I haven't been home for half a year, and you're in a relationship, and you're so brave that even you I haven't returned any messages from my mother!"

"I don't care about you."

"What's your attitude?" Luo Mingmei was very dissatisfied with this.

"The attitude of throwing face at you." Qin Yiyue turned around and locked her car.

Luo Mingmei clicked her tongue a few times, "Your mother, I just counted. You are 26 this year, and your physical needs are at their peak at this time. Could it be that the young man just now didn't satisfy you, and you are not satisfied with your desires?"

"Damn it." Qin Yiyue couldn't help but burst into a foul language, "Ms. Luo Mingmei, the way you speak, Mr. Qin Qiuyang won't beat you up?"

"Your father can't bear to beat me up."

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

This unscrupulous old couple showed their affection and abused her as a single dog when they had nothing to do.

She has long been used to it.

Luo Mingmei took Qin Yiyue's arm, and leaned lazily on Qin Yiyue's shoulder.

Qin Yiyue's net height is 1.69 meters, which is relatively tall among girls.

Ms. Luo Mingmei is short and short, less than 1.55 meters tall.

Snuggling up against Qin Yiyue like this, she looks very petite and lovely.

If Qin Yiyue hadn't recovered from her sleep just now, she would have been crushed by her mother.

"I said, that young man is not bad. If you don't have a partner, consider him."

"do you know who he is?"

"Who is it?"

"He Qiao banquet."

"He Qiao Banquet for the chairman and president of the He Group?!"

"Um."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Luo Mingmei's face.

After Qin Yiyue said this, she shut up, intending to let her mother quit in spite of the difficulties.

Who knows...

"Such a man is worthy of my precious daughter."

Qin Yiyue couldn't help but swear for the second time, "Damn it, Ms. Luo, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Qin Yiyue, I didn't say you, you are a girl who keeps lying around all day, are you embarrassed?"

"Didn't you force me?"

"Did I force you? My daughter is so perfect, she should be matched with a high-quality man like He Qiaoyan."

Qin Yiyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Ms. Luo, do you only read the first half of gossip?"

"What's the meaning?"

"You didn't know that He Qiaoyan had a child?"

"Ah?" Luo Mingmei felt as if struck by lightning, "Qin Yiyue, say it again."

"He has children."

Luo Mingmei swallowed, her facial expression twisted for a while, "Then is he divorced?"

Qin Yiyue: "..."

She decided not to chat with this kind of creature whose brain is full of pits.

When Qin Yiyue dragged Ms. Luo Mingmei home, He Qiaoyan and Qin Qiuyang had already loaded everything in the car.

Qin Qiuyang poured a glass of warm water for He Qiaoyan, "Thank you so much tonight, the house is too messy and the hospitality is not good."

"Uncle, you are too polite."

Qin Qiuyang looked at He Qiaoyan nonchalantly, and found that his conversation and behavior were not what ordinary people could cultivate.

His suit and leather shoes are worth a lot without looking closely.

He Qiaoyan seemed unaware that Qin Qiuyang was looking at him, and drank tea on his own.