World of Movies and TV: From Breaking Up with Qiao Jingjing

"Why didn't you come home?"

"Aunt Song is going shopping?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"En." Song Qian was a little absent-minded.

"It just so happens that I also want to buy vegetables, so Auntie Song will help me look?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"This..." Song Qian's first reaction was whether Fang Mo was going to do something bad.

But looking at Fang Mo's grinning smile, the scene of arguing with Qiao Weidong just now inexplicably appeared in his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he said fiercely, "Okay!"

Fang Mo smiled even brighter.

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Fang Mo and Song Qian went to the supermarket to buy groceries without mentioning it, and the time went back a little.

Qiao Weidong was almost discovered when he saw Song Qian going out.

Qiao Weidong knocked on the door of Song Qian's house after finally avoiding Song Qian's sight with the help of the blind spot around the corner.

After a while, Qiao Yingzi opened the door with a smile.

"dad!"

"Good girl." Qiao Weidong looked Qiao Yingzi up and down, and said with a smile: "My daughter is beautiful again!"

"Hey." Qiao Yingzi shook her ponytail with a smile, and immediately saw what Qiao Weidong was carrying in his hand.

"Eh? Dad, why did you buy so many things?" Qiao Yingzi took the things in his father's hands in some surprise, looked them up curiously, and found that they were all breakfast.

"To see my daughter, how could you come empty-handed?" Qiao Weidong asked with a smile: "My daughter, what did you have for breakfast?"

"Here." Qiao Yingzi said expressionlessly.

"Hey, good guy, your mother is feeding you like a medicine jar." Qiao Weidong joked with a smile.

I saw Chinese medicine and steamed buns on the table.

"Look at what Dad bought for you!" Qiao Weidong smiled and took out the breakfast he bought one by one.

"Steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, pickles! Wow! I like to eat them all! Thank you Dad!" Qiao Yingzi was very happy, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the traditional Chinese medicine and steamed buns in front of him, and his face showed a embarrassed expression.

"But my mother made me breakfast..."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Qiao Weidong directly switched the two breakfasts, and said with a smile: "Can't Dad just eat it?"

"Hee hee, thank you Dad!" Qiao Yingzi laughed immediately.

"Silly girl, what can I thank Dad for?" Qiao Weidong rubbed Qiao Yingzi's head with a smile, and then his eyes fell on the Chinese medicine and steamed buns.

It is said to be Chinese medicine, but it is actually porridge made with Chinese medicine.

It's not about anything else, it's just the smell...

Qiao Weidong looked distressed.

"Dad?" Qiao Yingzi asked tentatively, "Do you want to eat buns?"

"No, no." Qiao Weidong directly scooped up a large spoonful, and ate it with his eyes closed.

"Well, your mother's craftsmanship is really good." Qiao Weidong's expression eased a lot, and he said with a smile.

"Oh." Qiao Yingzi responded without paying attention.

Song Qian's craftsmanship is indeed good.

Too bad it's only good.

Coupled with eating every day, it is inevitable that Qiao Yingzi will not take it seriously.

On the contrary, for Qiao Weidong, this is the taste in memory, nostalgia is more than taste, so it is naturally delicious.

Chapter 160 Shopping

Qiao Weidong and Qiao Yingzi were having breakfast talking and laughing, which made the smile on Qiao Yingzi's face even brighter.Seeing Qiao Yingzi happy, Qiao Weidong, as a father, was naturally even happier.

After breakfast, Qiao Weidong stood up and stretched.

I was busy with work last night and stayed up most of the night again.

He can't bear it now.

After thinking about it, Qiao Weidong simply got up and lay down on Song Qian's bed under Qiao Yingzi's surprised gaze.

"Ah? Dad? You are..." Qiao Yingzi was stunned, and he couldn't care less about the food, so he walked over directly, "This is..."

"Dad is a little sleepy, sleep at your mother's place."

"Come on, my mom is going shopping..."

"It's because your mother can't go shopping for two or three hours. Don't worry, your father and I can calculate the time well."

As soon as my heart moved, a thought appeared in my mind. Qiao Yingzi couldn't help it suddenly, and asked in a low voice: "Dad."

"En?" Qiao Weidong replied with his eyes closed.

"You...why did you divorce my mother?" Qiao Yingzi couldn't help asking.

As a daughter, she can't directly ask why her father cheated, can she?

So I can only change the wording.

"Kids, why are you asking this?" Qiao Weidong was a little strange.

"Dad, I'm not a child anymore!" Qiao Yingzi said dissatisfiedly, "I have the right to know."

"Actually...it's nothing." Qiao Weidong showed a nostalgic expression, and then said seriously: "It's just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Qiao Yingzi lifted his spirits, and wanted to ask something, but his eyes fell on the bedside table inadvertently.

"Isn't this my mother's cell phone?" Qiao Yingzi asked in surprise.

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yingzi seemed to feel something, and turned around to take a look.

"mom!"

This sound made Qiao Weidong turn over from the bed in fright, and fell straight down.

Lying on the floor, Qiao Weidong was numb.

What are you afraid of?

Naturally, a quarrel ensued.

Song Qian finally said: "If you don't go, I'll go!" Then, amidst Qiao Yingzi's wailing, she turned and left.

Qiao Yingzi cried blankly and was held in the arms of Qiao Weidong, who blamed herself. She had a vague feeling that her parents might... really never go back to the past.

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Fang Mo and Song Qian came to a nearby parking lot.

"Oops." After Song Qian saw her car, she realized that there was a limit on the number today.

This is how to do?

"Aunt Song, do you want to use my car?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"Your car?" Song Qian was led by Fang Mo to his car in a daze.

A commercial vehicle worth around 20 yuan.

In Shuxiang Yayuan, cars with this price are really rare.

It's not that I can't afford it, but...

Nobody bought it.

"Huh?" Seeing that Fang Mo had a car, Song Qian was surprised.

"Hey, Aunt Song, I just finished my driver's license test, how are you doing?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"You got your driver's license?" Song Qian asked in surprise.

"En." Fang Mo smiled and nodded.

With full-level driving skills, he naturally doesn't worry about failing the exam.

Coupled with the help of the Xia family, it is not difficult to get a driver's license.

As for the car, it is even simpler.

Lin Dongsheng bought it.

He rented the one in Modu.

After all, Fang Mo needed a car at that time.

After returning to the capital, Lin Dongsheng directly bought two cars.

One for Fang Mo and one for his own use.

Zhao Yang owns a car, so Fang Mo directly reimburses the gas expenses every month.

Zhao Yang naturally would not have any complaints.

Coincidentally, Fang Mo's license plate and Song Qian's license plate were staggered.

So Fang Mo happened to be driving his own car today.

Although a little surprised, Song Qian still sat on it.

While fastening his seat belt, Fang Mo asked, "Aunt Song, why don't you call Yingzi? To save her from worrying."

Song Qian groaned twice, but did not speak.

Fang Mo didn't care. Under Song Qian's gaze, he took out his mobile phone from her bag, and sent Qiao Yingzi a certain letter.

After briefly explaining the situation, he stuffed it back into Song Qian's bag.

But Fang Mo also found "Baby" in Song Qian's bag.

"Aunt Song?" Fang Mo raised the pink "baby" in his hand with a smile.

"You..." Song Qian was angry.

"Let's go to the pharmacy." Fang Mo said with a smile.

"what?"

"Yingzi probably broke all of this thing." Fang Mo joked with a smile: "You don't think that Yingzi will have more than one sibling in ten months, do you?"

Song Qian was taken aback for a moment, and then her face turned red.

"Asshole!" Cursing in a low voice, Song Qian was about to get out of the car.

Of course Fang Mo would not let go of this opportunity.

He directly hugged Song Qian's pretty waist and held her in his arms.

"You're crazy!" Song Qian looked outside anxiously, her face full of horror.

If an acquaintance saw this, she wouldn't be able to clean it up even if she jumped into the Yellow River!

"Aunt Song, I miss you." Fang Mo whispered into Song Qian's ear.

Song Qian's body, which was struggling so hard, froze in an instant.

Pursing her lips, Song Qian's eyes seemed to be filled with an invisible and impenetrable mist.

After a full hour, the car finally started.

At this time, Song Qian looked lazy, and the skin on her face became fairer and more translucent.

Now even if someone says that Song Qian is 30 years old, some people still believe it.

"Xiao Mo." Song Qian looked at herself in the makeup mirror in surprise, and couldn't help asking: "Could it be yours..."

"It seems to be." Fang Mo said with a smile: "I don't know too well."

A gleam flashed in Song Qian's eyes, she pursed her lips and said nothing.