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Chapter 22: Qiao Lan Thought About Mo Qian’s Future Wife
Qiao Lan only realized it vaguely after boarding the plane.
Mo Qian had never been abroad, how did he know the phone number of a restaurant in F Country?
An Xin sat next to her, waving her hand in front of her eyes: “What are you daydreaming about?”
“I was wondering how he got the phone number of a French restaurant.”
An Xin could vaguely guess who that ‘he’ was.
She shrugged: “Information is very transparent in this era, he can just do some research online and find a few highly-rated Chinese restaurants, it’s not difficult.”
“That’s true.”
An Xin winked suggestively: “He’s quite thoughtful, he even helped you do some research.”
“It’s okay.”
Qiao Lan closed her eyes and took a nap, her soft pink lips curled up in a slight smile.
She hadn’t spent much time with Mo Qian, but she could feel from his daily actions that he was a considerate and meticulous man who knew how to live, the woman who married him would be very lucky.
When she thought about Mo Qian’s future wife, she felt a pang of jealousy.
…
Qiao Zhenyuan received the answer from his assistant and said unhappily: “She never turned off her phone when she went on business trips before, why did she turn it off this time? Is she doing it on purpose?”
The assistant retorted: “Does Mr. Qiao really think of General Manager Qiao like that?”
She couldn’t help but feel sorry for Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan joined Qiao’s company after graduating from university. She dedicated all her time and the best years of her life to the company, but Qiao Zhenyuan had the illusion that she should just give.
Why did they think Qiao Lan should unconditionally give?
She had wiped their butts countless times, just once she didn’t, and it became intentional?
Although Qiao Lan did it on purpose.
Qiao Zhenyuan realized he had spoken incorrectly, he coughed lightly: “That’s not what I meant.”
“If that’s not what you meant, Mr. Qiao should learn to handle the mess himself, after all, Qiao Yue is your daughter, not General Manager Qiao’s, right?”
Qiao Yue stole Qiao Lan’s thunder, made her a laughingstock in the city, and wanted Qiao Lan to clean up the mess, she was too shameless.
Qiao Zhenyuan was lectured by a young girl, his face turned green and white in anger, he smashed his phone on the ground in fury: “What the hell, how dare you lecture me.”
Qiao Yue huddled in bed, hugging her knees, her shoulders twitching slightly, she sobbed softly: “Dad, don’t be angry, it’s all my fault this time, I’ve embarrassed you.”
Qiao Zhenyuan was so angry that he put his hands on his hips: “Yueyue, Dad doesn’t blame you, Dad just thinks Qiao Lan is getting bolder and bolder.”
“Qiao Lan is bold because she thinks Qiao’s can’t do without her, why don’t you find a professional manager to help manage the company?”
Qiao Zhenyuan said dejectedly: “Dad doesn’t allow it.”
Qiao Yue was jealous when she thought about her grandfather’s protection of Qiao Lan, she clenched her fist under the blanket: “Dad, Grandpa’s life is entering countdown, he won’t be able to manage the company for long.”
Seeing Qiao Zhenyuan thinking, she added fuel to the fire: “Qiao Lan stayed at Qiao’s because of Grandpa, if Grandpa is gone, she will definitely leave, why don’t we make two preparations?”
Qiao Zhenyuan didn’t immediately agree: “Give me some time to think about it.”
Qiao Yue believed that her father would make the right decision.
Qiao Zhenyuan said: “I’ll take care of the online public opinion, you stay at home for a while.”
“Okay.”
What happened made Qiao Yue too embarrassed to go out and see people.
She was most worried that Chu Zhiheng would see the news online and dislike her.
But she couldn’t contact him now.
…
The incident of Qiao Yue being thrown with feces became a hot topic, everyone knew about it, and it was a laughingstock at dinner parties.
“Qiao Yue is as proud as a little princess, this time she probably can’t be proud anymore.”
“Even the security guards and employees dislike her, what else is there to be proud of?”
“Qiao’s employees all affectionately call her the Shit-Smelling Princess.”
“I wonder what the Shit-Smelling Princess’s love brother thinks.”
“Mistaking a fish eye for a pearl, he must be regretting it.”
Anyone with eyes could see that Qiao Lan was far superior to Qiao Yue, Chu Zhiheng made a fuss at the wedding, he must have been bewitched.
Chu Zhiheng was indeed very regretful, he saw the news of Qiao Yue being thrown with feces, and he also saw the video circulating in his WeChat Moments.
Qiao Lan in the video was calm and composed, she stood there quietly, elegant and beautiful, shining brightly in the crowd.
While Qiao Yue looked like a jumping clown.
Why did he think Qiao Yue was cuter than Qiao Lan back then, and even did such a ridiculous thing?
Qiao Yue and Qiao Lan were simply not on the same level, his parents would not harm him, the wife they chose for him must be the best, Chu Zhiheng regretted it so much that his guts turned green.
Chu Zhiheng wanted to win Qiao Lan back, and he told his parents about his thoughts.
Chu’s parents felt that Qiao Lan’s actions at the wedding were too extreme, but Chu Zhiheng’s reputation had also plummeted because of this incident, and Qiao Lan was his best choice at the moment.
Chu’s father earnestly instructed: “You can go win Qiao Lan back, but you also need to appease Qiao Yue, don’t let her do anything stupid, making it impossible to clean up, you know?”
Marrying a bad family, ruining three generations, Qiao Yue was too stupid, he would never let such a disaster marry into the Chu family.
Chu Zhiheng hummed, he learned that Qiao Lan was on a business trip to F Country, this was a good opportunity to reconcile, he immediately asked his assistant to book the nearest flight to F Country.
The assistant said with difficulty: “Mr. Chu, I can’t buy a flight to F Country.”
Chu Zhiheng frowned: “How is it possible that you can’t buy it? There are clearly many remaining tickets.”
“There are indeed many remaining tickets, but they just won’t sell them.”
He had also never encountered such a situation before, he even went to the airport to buy tickets, but it was the same result.
“Didn’t you call the airline to ask why?”
“I asked, they said you might be restricted from flying, but they can’t find out the specific reason.”
The assistant tentatively asked: “Mr. Chu, why don’t you try shipping?”
Chu Zhiheng sneered: “By the time I sail to F Country, the flowers will have withered.”
Chu Zhiheng ended the call and contacted friends in the circle, hoping they could think of a solution.
…
On the other side.
Mo Qian received a call from his assistant: “Mr. Mo, I’ve already contacted domestic and international airlines, they won’t sell flights to F Country to Chu Zhiheng.”
Chu Zhiheng could reach the transit station, but he would definitely not reach his destination, F Country.
Mo Qian hummed, a dangerous glimmer flashed in his deep, cold black eyes.
Chu Zhiheng wanted to steal his thunder, no way!
The assistant asked: “Mr. Mo, the Second Young Master went to the company today, he contacted the shareholders to hold a shareholders’ meeting, preparing to take over your affairs.”
“Let him be, don’t pay any attention.”
Mo Qian ended the call and glanced at the time on his phone.
At this time, Qiao Lan should be landing at the airport in F Country.
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