The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

He couldn't help thinking, how long has she been like this?

When he had guessed that she was the main force in destroying the Institute of Biochemistry, he only thought that she had a superior IQ, and everything was simple in her hands.

Until today, watching her quietly speaking and talking to the people in the hospital bed, did she understand the pain in her heart.

From the carefree little princess held by the father in his palm, to the “stuffy bag” of others who had to hide themselves and study psychiatry diligently.

Hidden from her mother and all other relatives, she had to bear all the burdens alone before she became an adult. How hard would she have to walk this way?

Only then did he understand why Qiao Zibo was missing and was ridiculed by everyone, and He Wanqing was so incomprehensible.

It turned out that she had replaced his father, resisting all this behind her back, and guarding her innocence.

At the age of being favored by his parents, he has to take care of his vegetative father and his naive mother.

From beginning to end, there is no one who can talk to, all bitterness can only be swallowed.

She also forbeared too much before she became the deserted look now, right?

Thinking that she used her idol plot and self-righteous affection and intolerance to force her to endure her own frivolous behavior, Jun Yexuan's heart had been killed.

How **** is he to make unreasonable trouble with a minor child who has already read all the sails?

Before she knew it, the corners of Jun Yexuan's lips tasted salty.

He put down the binoculars, turned and walked out of the room, never had an idea so firm in his mind for a moment.

From now on, her world will be guarded by him.

It was 11:30 at night when Qiao Qing returned home.

When He Wanqing went home, he was fooled by Chen Ming, thinking that Qiao Qing had already fallen asleep and was already resting.

The whole villa was plunged into a quiet darkness, only the street lamp in front of the door illuminates her way home.

When Qiao Qing entered the living room, she was about to go straight upstairs when she heard a movement from the kitchen.

She put down the guzheng she was carrying, squinted her cold eyes, reached out and picked up a poker card on the coffee table, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

When she walked to the corner of the kitchen door, the playing cards held by her fingertips were about to fly out. She glanced at the corner of the clothes of the people inside, and she was startled.

"Jun Yexuan? What are you doing here?"

Jun Yexuan turned his head to look at her after hearing the sound, his voice was flat and could not be heard, "Where did you go and come back now?"

Qiao Qing said: "It has nothing to do with you."

When Jun Yexuan heard this before, he had an urge to rectify her on the spot. Now that he knows what she has done, he doesn't even smile anymore.

I stopped asking, turned around and brought out a bowl of noodles, "I only ate a piece of cake in the evening. Are you hungry now? I took this longevity noodles before the day was over."

Qiao Qing stared blankly at the steaming face, "You got it?"

Jun Yexuan raised his eyebrows, "Can't believe my cooking skills?"

Qiao Qing looked at his hand again, glanced back and then retracted her gaze.

I felt my stomach, and seemed to be really hungry.

She reached out to pick up the bowl, "Thank you."

Jun Yexuan gave a hand, raised his hand to turn on the light switch in the living room, walked all the way, put the bowl on the table, and pulled the chair away, before looking at her: "Come here."

Qiao Qing touched her nose, walked over and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

At the entrance, Qiao Qing had a meal.

Jun Yexuan's expression tightened, "Isn't it delicious?"

Qiao Qing shook her head and ate the remaining noodles in one breath, and the soup was almost drunk.

Put down the bowl and chopsticks and said: "Did you often cook before?"