Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Hua Miaomiao was a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "This is what it should be. I grew up with Chu Qing. We are just like our relatives. She is my relative. Then you are naturally my relatives. There is a reason not to take care of it."

Hearing this, Chu Qing couldn't help but whimpered softly...

Hua Miaomiao's ears were very pointed, and although Chu Qing made a very small voice, he still heard it.

Lifting her eyes, she saw a slender figure in front of her. She stood still where she stood still.

He took a few steps forward, and after getting closer, he finally saw her clearly.

At that moment, for Hua Miaomiao, it was thrilling.

"Qing Qing, is that you?" He hurried forward and walked towards Chu Qing.

After hearing Hua Miaomiao's voice, Si Lao all stood up, and when they looked in Chu Qing's direction, they immediately ran towards him.

"Qing Qing, is Qing Qing? My daughter, really my daughter!" Chu Ma asked as she walked, and when she finally determined herself, she rushed towards Chu Qing.

"Dad! Mom!" When Chu Qing called her dumbly, she burst into tears and hugged Dad Chu first, then hugged Ma Chu tightly.

"Qingqing, it's great that you're back," Hua Miaomiao also rushed over, and then hugged Chu Ma and Chu Qing tightly, feeling speechlessly excited: "I knew you would come back, you will always come back."

Chu Qing kept trembling and buried her face deeply in Chu Ma's arms.

Hearing Hua Miaomiao's voice, she raised her eyes to look at him: "Miaomiao, thank you..."

"Which one of us and whom, just use your sentence, and thank you for being careful, I will kill you," the happy Hua Miaomiao pretended to be annoyed.

The mother Hua next to her laughed happily, and joked Hua Miaomiao: "You can die by Qingqing, you can do it, you really have to fight, it's a good thing that you don't get killed by Qingqing."

Hua Miaomiao happily made a face to his mother, and then took Chu Qing's hand: "Quickly, I will take you home, you don't know how much grandpa misses you."

As he said, he pulled Chu Qing and ran straight into the room, then shouted: "Grandpa, Qingqing is back, grandpa, Qingqing is back..."

Si Lao smiled at the back and followed happily.

None of them noticed that under the plane tree not far away, a few meters away from where Chu Qing was standing, there was still a man standing, a tall and upright man.

He hid silently in a dark corner, looking at Chu Qing recklessly and greedily.

When Hua Miaomiao took Chu Qing home, his eyes flashed with jealousy, but also a strange yearning.

When she saw a sweet smile in his heart, the fatigue and fatigue in his deep eyes were gently swept away, and a light smile was gently outlined at the corner of his mouth.

A few meters away, two more men followed him and looked at him.

It was really the people downstairs looking at the scenery, the people upstairs looking at the people downstairs, she looked at them, and he looked at her, and they looked at him again.

One of the men asked the other man in a very small voice: "Second Young Master, what is this idea? Why did you give up?"

Another man replied like this: "He didn't give up, he just understood that blindly taking it would only make them go further and further, so he chose to retreat."