This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1650 Father, wait a long time!

After finishing the words, Qiao Mu found that Ling Wanxing's expression was a little loose.

  He didn't have time to smoke, and hit the iron again while it was hot, "You are usually too strict with her, even if you want to bring her into the Lingshi, you always have to give her time to grow.

  Brother, I have discussed this with the fourth child, and he also thinks that Huanhuan can follow me to learn first. "

  The words settled, Qiao Mu lowered his eyes and smoked, now his nonsense ability is really getting better and better!

  I hope the fourth child will not expose him when the time comes!

  At this time, in the study room where the smoke was floating, silence spread.

  Ling Wanxing did not answer immediately, but seriously considered Qiao Mu's proposal.

  After a while, he put the cigar in his hand on the ashtray and crossed his fingers to the end of his nose, "Okay, since you said that, let her try.

  But I will talk about the ugly first. If you find her ability is not good, don't force yourself, send her back as soon as possible.

  This little girl has been playing hard since she was a child, and I don’t expect her to be a blockbuster, as long as she doesn’t make trouble for you, I’ll thank God! "

  Qiao Mu's embarrassed heart, instantly fell to the ground.

  He leaned in relief on the sofa, shrugged his shoulders lazily, "Don't worry, I know these things in my mind!"

  Where did Ling Wanxing want to get it, because of his decision today, he sent his baby daughter directly to Qiao Mu, a big bad wolf!

  ...

  Half an hour later, Qiao Mu didn't have dinner at the Lingjia Manor, but drove directly back to Qiao's old house.

  While driving, he took his cellphone smoothly, glanced at the twelve missed calls, pressed the corners of his lips, threw the cellphone on the co-pilot's chair, and stepped on the accelerator harder.

  When Qiao Mu returned to the old house, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

  When he stepped out of the car and slammed the door, the bodyguard arrived at the news, "Second Lord, Mr. has been waiting for you in the backyard."

   "Got it!" Qiao Mu fiddled with his short hair irritably, and walked quickly to the backyard with one hand in his pocket.

  Night fell, and in front of the attic door in the backyard, there was a figure sitting in a wheelchair near the round stone table.

  There is a chess board on the table. He holds the black piece in one hand and the white piece in the other, playing chess without any hesitation.

   Hearing the sound of footsteps, he squinted his eyes, his voice was low and no temperature, "Wait to come back?"

  At this time, Qiao Mu put one hand in his pocket, stood a few steps away from him, nodded blankly, "Father, I've been waiting for a long time."

  This person, Qiao Yuanxian, is Qiao Mu’s father.

  He is wearing a plain gray robe with no hair on top of his head, like a monk living in the mountains and forests in the hazy night.

  It is true that Qiao Yuanxian left his home ten years ago. He was far away from the world a long time ago, but because of Qiao Mu’s request, he returned from Mingshan Buddhist Temple again.

Qiao Yuanxian glanced at Qiao Mu with an indifferent expression, dropped the chess piece in the chess box, and turned the wheelchair to face Qiao Mu, "It did make me wait for more than eight hours. Tell me, what did you do? "

  Qiao Mu pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, the corners of his slightly raised mouth were arcing with irony, "So my father still cares about what I did?"

   "Care?" Qiao Yuanxian also sneered, "I just hope you don't die outside, or it will waste my original intention of going down the mountain."

  Qiao Mu didn't speak, his deep eyes were covered with frost.

  The hostile state of the father and son is not a day or two.

  Qiao Mu has long been used to it.

  (End of this chapter)