The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

"You're welcome. After finishing his accounts, Miss Yu, let's take our time." Lu Yisheng's voice was not loud, but it made Yu Wei's heart tremble. She knew it was Lu Yisheng's warning.

After cleaning up Qiao Chen, then the next person is naturally her.

Clenching her fists tightly, Yu Wei put on a calm and composed expression, and she replied shallowly, "The future will be long." After she finished speaking, she turned her head away without hesitation.

As for Qiao Chen, she naturally took it away too, but in the end she had to send it back to Qiao Anhao.

After Yu Wei left, Qiao Anhao leaned in Lu Yisheng's arms, looked at a mother of bridges who was fainting on the ground and father of bridges who was limp on the ground, blinked her eyes, showing a trace of fatigue.

She was originally working in the company, but Shen Chenling called Lu Yisheng and said that Yu Wei was going to clean up Qiao Chen, and she overheard, so she came.

It's a pity that she didn't come to help Qiao's father and Qiao's mother, but to sprinkle salt on their wounds.

But after taking revenge, she was not as comfortable and comfortable as she imagined, on the contrary, she felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart.

She used to treat them as family, even though she knew they didn't like her, but she didn't expect them to be so ruthless, selling her for money, and reappearing 6 years later, just to frame her to get more money .

They have lived together for more than ten years, and they have been called their parents for more than ten years, but in the end they still can't make up for the money.

Thinking of this, Qiao Anhao formed a mocking smile, walked up to Father Qiao and knelt down, "Dad, if you hadn't helped Yao Zian to frame me six years ago, then the man behind me would have I'll call you Dad."

Father Qiao raised his head in a daze, stared blankly at Qiao Anhao, and then at the tall and cold man behind him, feeling a twinge of regret in his heart.

And Qiao Anhao had already stood up, she walked to Lu Yicheng's side, reached out to hold him, and said, "Let's go, I want to go home."

Lu Yicheng looked at Father Qiao, hummed, and took Qiao Anhao to leave.

Seeing that Qiao Anhao and Lu Yisheng had left, Father Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to get up to see Mother Qiao, but saw two shadows falling on the floor in front of him. fell to the ground.

Qiao Anhao led Lu Yicheng downstairs, the wind outside was a bit bleak, and the snow was still falling, even heavier than usual.

The snow covered the whole city, covering all the colors different from it. She reached out to catch a piece of snow, which fell on the palm of her hand, and then melted into a puddle of water. She raised her head, looked at him, and asked softly, "Lu Yisheng , Am I scary?"

She still didn't let Qiao's father and Qiao's mother go, but she didn't want their lives.

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Yicheng seemed to be puzzled by what she said, Qiao An stopped to start, and she explained, "Even if they did something, they raised me for more than ten years, am I scary?"

It was said that Lu Yicheng seemed to have a smile in his eyelids, the blue pupils matched with the pure white world, and there was still her in it, as if it was so clean and flawless.

"You're scary, I'm black-bellied, just a good match." Lu Yisheng's voice was lightly teasing, but it was kind of comfortable to her ears, which gave her a warm feeling in her heart.

Clenching Lu Yicheng's hand, Qiao Anhao restrained the sharpness between her brows, and said, "Lu Yicheng, I want to go back to our home."