Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 189 The Perverted CEO's Little Secretary (25)

After arriving at the location, Chuyi walked slowly towards the neighborhood in front of him.

The community has been around for some years, and the white walls have already shown signs of age, just like Father Qiao standing at the gate of the community, the ravines on the face show the traces of the years.

Although Father Qiao is getting old, his back is still tall and straight, just like the evergreens planted in the flower beds by the roadside.

He had been standing at the gate of the community waiting for his daughter early in the morning, and now he saw her coming, so he walked up quickly and greeted the first day of the junior high school with a burst of greetings.

The first day of junior high school was originally a child who grew up in a single-parent family. She had never seen her father since she was born. Even though her mother found a stepfather for herself, she never called that person's father.

Qiao's father is somewhat different from his stepfather in the first year of junior high school. One has a cowardly personality and the other has a strong personality. They both have the same thing, that is, they are both afraid of their wives.

The bag in his hand was taken by Qiao's father. Looking at the neighborhood from the corner of his eye on the first day of the junior high school, he caught a glimpse of Qiao's mother standing not far away.

She never thought that Mother Qiao would come to pick her up. On the first day of the junior high school, she turned her head and glanced at Father Qiao suspiciously, only to see him stumble out the answer.

"Your mother, this is waiting for you, Brother Qin."

Now on the first day of junior high school, I understood that the eldest brother Qin mentioned by Qiao's father was Qin Yuan, who was the blind date of the first day of junior high school. I heard that the family situation was good, so Mother Qiao called her back in such a hurry.

"You old man, where did you die in the early morning? You didn't come back until now when you were told to buy vegetables and cook. You won't be able to eat when people arrive!"

Before anyone could see clearly, the voice fell into his ears first. From the first day of junior high school, he saw Father Qiao carrying a few plastic bags in his hand, which must have been bought for that Qin Yuan.

Thinking of this, Chuben's lazy face turned a little ugly. She didn't expect the original owner to be reduced to dust in the eyes of her parents.

"Come back? You still know to come back! If your mother didn't urge you, wouldn't you know where the way home is!"

Qiao's mother is a well-known shrew in this area. She likes to get involved in everything she sees. She speaks louder than others with trumpets. She frowned when she was used to the quiet first day of junior high school.

"What? Are you still angry after not being home for a few months? Go home quickly, and don't embarrass me here."

Because of Qiao's mother's bad reputation, even the original owner suffered. I don't know how many people said bad things about the original owner's being taken care of behind her back.

Digging out the memories belonging to the original owner's family in my mind, I turned my head and wanted to leave at the first day of junior high school. Anyway, Ning Feibai will not appear today, and it is not interesting for her to play a one-man show alone.

It's one thing to think, but it's another thing to do it. When I came back to my senses on the first day of junior high school and was about to leave, I was already dragged upstairs by Father Qiao.

"Xiao Yu, don't be angry with your mother. She is doing it for your own good. I heard that you were outside some time ago. Your mother is very worried about you."

What are you doing outside?Being raised?

May I ask which parents would think of their daughters like this?That's why Qiao's father and Qiao's mother miss their son all day long and hate their daughter.

When he got home, the original owner's younger brother, Qiao Zi'an, was still playing games in the study. Even standing at the gate, he could hear him yelling and scolding. Father Qiao had long been used to it, and told his son to play less games, but he didn't stop him.

Carrying the dishes to the kitchen, Joe's father left Chu Yi alone in the living room and ignored him. Chu Yi, who had nothing to do, had to go back to the original owner's room, wanting to see the original owner's life.

(End of this chapter)