President Daddy’s Excessive Love

"Mr. Luo, thank you for your help so that I can have such a satisfying job. I'd like to toast you." Liu Yuyan said this deliberately to show her closeness with him. As expected, all the women present showed envy. eyes.

"The person you should thank is not me, but my girlfriend Qiao An'an." Luo Beiyuan saw the people at the table looking at the two of them ambiguously. He changed his expression and broke the ambiguous atmosphere on the spot.

Liu Yuyan's face instantly froze, extremely embarrassed.

"Mr. Luo, do you have a girlfriend? It's such a pity. All the beauties in our company have a chance." A female executive next to her immediately asked jokingly.

Luo Beiyuan nodded: "Yes, I have a girlfriend."

Liu Yuyan's heart is still strong. Although Luo Beiyuan's words shattered her caution, she still said with a smile: "Yes, I also want to thank An An. I did it. Mr. Luo is free to do it." Liu Yuyan said After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank all the wine, then returned to his position with a blushing face.

A girl next to her immediately leaned over and said, "Yuyan, are you good friends with Mr. Luo's girlfriend? Oh my god, you are so lucky. When she becomes Mrs. Luo in the future, it will definitely be very helpful to your career." "

Liu Yuyan's heart felt like she had been stabbed twice. Who cares about Qiao An'an's help? She was the one who wanted to replace her as Mrs. Luo.

"I hope so." Liu Yuyan snorted softly.

Liu Yuyan didn't get any benefits from this dinner, and she was filled with resentment.

God was so unfair. Qiao Anan gave all the good things to her without fighting or snatching them. On the contrary, it was her who fought so hard but still got nothing.

The next morning, Qiao Anan went downstairs to buy breakfast and came back. She saw her mother sitting on the sofa with a dull look on her face, as if she had been stimulated.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? I bought your favorite fried dumplings and beef noodles. Come over and eat some." Qiao An'an whispered and put her breakfast on the table.

"What to eat? I can't eat. That bitch Qin Rourou is pregnant again. This is so unfair." Zhang Xiuzhu looked desperate. Just now, she received a call from her ex-sister-in-law, who told her with a proud look on her face, Qin Rourou's pregnancy.

Qiao An'an's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and she turned her head to look at her mother, her face full of sadness.

"Mom, leave her alone. Her pregnancy has nothing to do with us." Qiao Anan was not sad at all. She no longer wanted to care about the Qiao family's affairs.

"We are also a woman, why is her life so good? But I have to live such a miserable life." Zhang Xiuzhu began to feel sorry for herself.

"Mom, as long as you don't realize the suffering, you don't have to suffer from anyone. Don't be sad. Haven't you already decided to be a better version of yourself?" Qiao An'an came over and squatted in front of her mother. , raising his head, comforting her gently.

Zhang Xiuzhu looked at her daughter's beautiful and young face and her sincere and caring eyes.

She held back her sadness: "You're right, they came to make me angry on purpose. As long as I don't care, they can't make me angry."

"Mom, I wish you could think so. Mom, your nose is not so swollen anymore." Qiao Anan smiled.

"Really? Let me take a look." Zhang Xiuzhu took out a small mirror and looked around: "Has it changed for the better?"

"You look much prettier. Mom, let me help you get a new hairstyle this afternoon. It will be a complete change." Qiao An'an found that her mother had really become more beautiful. Moreover, she had also successfully lost weight recently and was much better than before. Big changes.

"Okay, I also want to change myself." Zhang Xiuzhu wiped away her tears and said to her daughter with a smile.

In the afternoon, Qiao Anan accompanied her mother to a high-end barber shop. She specially found a young and handsome man to cut her mother's hair. The young man's humorous language made Zhang Xiuzhu shy and talkative.

Qiao Anan felt that she was a bit sinister and actually found a young man to divert her mother's attention. Fortunately, the effect was pretty good.

"An'an, do you want a new hairstyle? I think you are getting straighter every day. You are really a bit rustic." Zhang Xiuzhu said to her immediately.

Qiao Anan quickly shook her head: "No, I just like my current hairstyle."

Zhang Xiuzhu had no choice but to ask no more. After finishing her hair style, the young and handsome barber relied on his sharp tongue to ask Zhang Xiuzhu to apply for a membership card. Zhang Xiuzhu also got to know the society again. It turned out that she was more eloquent than Qiao Dawei. There are men all over the street, and there are countless men who are younger and more handsome than him.

"An'an, Xiao Wang just said that my hairstyle makes me more than ten years younger. What do you think?" Zhang Xiuzhu looked at her daughter happily and asked.

"Of course, try all the hairstyles you didn't dare to try before, and you will find that your whole person is different." Qiao An'an is very happy, her mother's mentality has changed now.

"Hey, I used to waste too much time. I always thought that just being a virtuous housewife would be enough, but in the end I turned into a yellow-faced woman. Now I'm fine. I've found that by tossing myself and getting in touch with more people, this society is quite beautiful. Yes." Zhang Xiuzhu said with emotion.

"Mom, have you finally experienced the joy of being a rich woman? I have asked you to live a decent life a long time ago, but you didn't listen." Qiao An'an couldn't help but laugh at her.

"Okay, An'an, my mother used to be too conservative in her thinking, so she realized that there was only one person in the world, Qiao Dawei. She walked around him every day to please him. I'm really tired. In the future, I want to see more of the world. , look at more men." Zhang Xiuzhu seemed to be taking revenge on herself for not knowing how to enjoy herself before. Now she felt relaxed and her

The world is also much wider.

"Mom, why don't you sign up for a gym and practice yoga and dance when you have time to make yourself younger?" Qiao An'an suggested.

"Okay, there is a gym downstairs in our community. Mom will sign up in a moment. If you don't save money, you can spend it when you need it. If it's not enough, I ask Qiao Dawei for it. He can't let him just raise that vixen, he has to raise us too. "Zhang Xiuzhu doesn't object to spending money at all. On the contrary, she seems to be addicted to spending money.

Qiao An'an nodded: "Okay, Mom, I will accompany you to take a look."

It was getting dark, and Luo Beiyuan looked at his phone. In one day, Qiao Anan didn't send him a text message, or even a call.

He was a little depressed and a little lost. He sat back on the big black chair and didn't know how to arrange the evening.

He was playing with his phone over and over again. It was dinner time now, and to be honest, he really wanted to ask her to meet for a meal.

May I?

Luo Beiyuan resisted this impulse. In the end, he had to pack up the documents at hand, get up, and plan to get off work.

When he drove back to the community and walked in the community park, he looked up and saw the lights of Qiao Anan's house.

She is at home.