Zhan Haoyu's call gave Qiao Han an excuse to stop and take a rest.

She whispered to her mother, who was supervising her step out of the world of ladies, "Mom, it's Haoyu's phone number."

Mrs. Qiao hummed.

Qiao Han strode to the sofa and sat down. Her pace made Mrs. Qiao frown, and she followed him with a look of helplessness.

Qiao Han, who was used to dressing up as a man, put on women's clothes and high heels. It didn't mean that she couldn't walk. It was because she couldn't follow her mother's instructions and follow the elegant steps of a lady. She walked with flying speed even in high heels.

As he walked, he would tilt up and down twice, as if he was about to twist his heel.

Anyway, Mrs. Qiao is very dissatisfied with the way her daughter walks in high heels.

After Qiao Han sat down on the sofa, he immediately took off his high heels.

Her mother didn't care about her condition. She bought her a pair of Hentiangao for the first time she wore high heels and asked her to wear Hentiangao to practice walking. Although the high heels she was asked to wear when attending the banquet were not Hentiangao.

Qiao Han was still dissatisfied inside.

But Mother said, start from the difficult to the easy, so that she can easily control the high heels under her feet at the banquet.

"Haoyu."

Qiao Han called Zhan Haoyu gently. She had never looked forward to Zhan Haoyu's call as much as she did now, and she had never called Zhan Haoyu's name in such a gentle tone.

She had a cold personality. Even if she fell in love with Zhan Haoyu, she didn't show him much tenderness, nor did she act coquettishly like other women.

Occasionally, she would smile a little when talking to Zhan Haoyu, and Zhan Haoyu would be entertained for several days.

"I didn't go back to the company in the afternoon. I gave myself half a day off to rest in my hometown."

Qiao Han was so gentle that he used Zhan Haoyu's name, and when he spoke again, his tone was normal again.

"Are you OK?"

Zhan Haoyu asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She is a workaholic. Like her eldest brother before she got married, she rarely takes a break during the working day. Even on weekends, when she rests at home, she is actually doing business.

That is to say, after being pestered by him, she had some time to rest during the weekend.

Sometimes, she would go out to play ball with the bosses, ride horses, go to sea, and race cars.

However, there are not many bosses who can personally accompany Qiao Han, so this situation is rare.

"No."

Qiao Han replied: "I'm in very good health, I don't feel any discomfort."

"Is there something going on at home? Why did you take half a day off during the working day? You must be exhausted. I told you not to be so tired and leave some things to Qiao Xuan. He is only younger than you. It’s just 10 minutes.”

"Don't take everything on yourself, otherwise you will be exhausted."

Zhan Haoyu felt very sorry for his Qiao Han.

Although the future father-in-law pretends to be the chairman, he actually has very little control over the big and small matters in the company. They are all left to Qiao Han and his brother. Qiao Han takes the lead and Qiao Xuan is much more relaxed.

From the fact that Qiao Xuan often has time to take a group of confidants around to eat, drink, have various gatherings, and have fun, it can be seen that Qiao Xuan's life is more than twice as easy as that of her sister.

The Qiao Group is so big, Zhan Haoyu knows how tiring it is to be the CEO, so he feels particularly sorry for Qiao Han and has a lot of dissatisfaction with his future brother-in-law.

"I'm fine. Come pick me up at my hometown now. When you get here, you'll know why I took half a day off."

Zhan Haoyu hummed, "I'll pick you up now."

"Be careful driving on the road."

"Don't worry, I'm an experienced driver. Just get ready. I'll pick you up and then I can accompany you to the banquet."

Qiao Han hummed, "Then I'll wait for you at home."

"Okay, see you later."

Qiao Han said that he would know why she took half a day off when he got there, but Zhan Haoyu did not ask further on the phone.

Let’s rush to the Qiao family’s old house first.

After ending the call with Zhan Haoyu, Qiao Han wanted to put down her phone, but when she saw her mother sitting opposite, she retracted her hand and pretended to send a message to Zhan Haoyu.

"Stop pretending."

Mrs. Qiao stood up and walked over, reached out and took away her mobile phone, and put it on the coffee table.

"Mom, I can't leave my phone without my phone. If anything happens in the company, please contact me."

Qiao Han wanted to take his phone back as a shield.

Mrs. Qiao said: "Didn't you leave all the matters in the company to Qiao Xuan and let him handle it? He doesn't have to attend the banquet tonight anyway."

"He's not much younger than you, just 10 minutes younger, but he's a boy, and he should be the one to shoulder the heavy burdens. Sons are preferred over girls. Of course, men should shoulder the heavy burdens."

Qiao Han said with a smile: "Mom, what are you talking about about favoring boys over girls? That is the old feudal idea."

"For others, it is an old feudal idea. In our family, the explanation is that men should bear the heavy burden, and daughters should take it easy. This is our family's preference for sons over daughters."

Mrs. Joe sat down next to her daughter.

Qiao Han didn't want to argue with his mother, so he responded: "Yes, yes, my mother is the most beautiful, and everything she says is right."

Mrs. Joe stared at her.

"Mom, what's wrong with me? You glared at me more in one afternoon than in the past twenty years combined."

"Sitting position!"

Mrs. Qiao patted her daughter's thigh and said, "Sit like a lady, don't act like a big man. You are now a rich lady, a lady from a famous family, not the eldest young master of the Qiao family, not the CEO of the Qiao family."

"Also, don't take off your high heels as soon as you sit down. Which lady do you see taking off her high heels as soon as she sits down?"

Qiao Han: "...When I usually wear leather shoes, I never take them off when I sit down. Mom, these pair of haters are hard to control. My feet hurt after walking for so long. I don't take them off if I don't take them off." , let my feet slow down, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk at night."

"Otherwise, I'd better wear leather shoes."

She really doesn't like wearing high heels.

Mrs. Qiao said to her: "Which rich lady did you see wearing leather shoes when attending the banquet? If you wear a suit, leather shoes will be leather shoes. You said you want to wear a girl's evening dress, and I will buy you an evening dress as well." You're back, how can you do it if you don't deserve a pair of high heels?"

Qiao Han's face fell, "Then I'll continue to be the eldest young master of my Qiao family. It's not easy to be a young lady of the Qiao family. Evening dresses are hard to wear. I can't even walk fast when I put them on. The hem of the skirt restricts my steps." , so that I can’t stride like a meteor or fly like a flying star.”

Mrs. Qiao: "..."

She wanted to slap him away.

Finally held back.

If it were Qiao Xuan, she would definitely slap him away.

"In the future, when Haoyu and I are alone, I will put on women's clothes. If I wear women's clothes in front of him, he will not ask me to wear high heels. He says that I can wear whatever I feel comfortable with," he said. Yes, he can tolerate everything about me.”

"What he said, he and I have become the talk of the town anyway, so we don't need to worry about creating more topics."

Mrs. Qiao: "..."

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