The girl Zhao Qingyan chose was rejected again.

Zhao Qingxian has always been invincible in his work, but she suffered two Waterloo with Qiao Junxi. She was unwilling to accept it and became more courageous as she setbacks.

I packed up my things and prepared to go back, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhao Qingyan thought it was Zhao Siyao who came to the door, so he made up his mind to bring him back with him and not give him the opportunity to get along alone with Qiao Junxi.

So he politely tempted, "I'll open the door?" After all, Qiao Junxi is the master. If it weren't for the reason, she wouldn't have done such a thing that would have been abrupt.

Qiao Junxi responded softly.

However, when he opened the door, it was not Zhao Siyao who appeared in front of him, but a middle-aged woman dressed in fine clothes and dignified and generous.

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to say hello, so he smiled and nodded slightly, and then planned to leave.

Pan Wenzhuo glanced Zhao Qingyan with sharp eyes and called her sternly, "Wait."

"Am I?" Zhao Qingyan turned around for no reason and looked at Pan Wenzhuo again in a daze.

Qiao Junxi heard Pan Wenzhuo's voice and immediately walked over from the living room, "Mom, why are you here?"

Mom? This lady is Qiao Junxi's mother?

Zhao Qingyan suddenly felt chilling.

"Hello, aunt!" Zhao Qingyan greeted again.

Pan Wenzhuo glanced at her sideways, "We are not familiar with this lady."

Judging from height, Pan Wenzhuo is not as tall as Zhao Qingyan, but he is in a condescending manner. Zhao Qingyan feels that she is particularly innocent. This seems to be the first time she has seen Qiao Junxi's mother, but why do she feels that she has a great prejudice towards herself?

Zhao Qingyan had never encountered such a situation before, so she thought that Pan Wenzhuo might be in a bad mood. So she didn't care about her harshness, "Ah... Auntie, then... you guys chat slowly. I won't disturb you."

Qiao Junxi's face was extremely gloomy. He wanted to speak to stop his mother from saying even more ugly words, but Pan Wenzhuo took it first, "Just call me Mrs. Qiao."

Zhao Qingyan was so angry that he felt extremely aggrieved.

Qiao Junxi hurriedly pulled Pan Wenzhuo into the room and closed the door. His expression was deep and intimidating, "Mom, what are you doing!"

"I'll take a look at my son. Can't you? You've either never returned to the old house recently or go back late at night. Do you know how they all arranged you in front of the old man! I was originally considerate of your hard work, but I didn't expect you to hide here and be romantic and elegant. Are you worthy of your dead father?" Pan Wenzhuo scolded with heartache.

Qiao Junxi's eyes became more and more unfathomable. He looked at his mother, wanting to speak but stopping.

Instead, he put on his coat and took the car keys, "I'll take you back."

However, his attitude angered Pan Wenzhuo even more. She simply sat down on the sofa and slapped the coffee table to scold his son, "You have your wings now, and you can't hear me. I heard that you were mixed up with a college girl, but I don't believe it. But... Junxi, you disappointed me too much. No matter what step you have developed with the girl just now, you must break it with her. If you are just having fun, you can put away your romantic son's thoughts. If you really fall in love, you can only cut off your love. Your future wife must be of equal status with you. I have told you a long time ago that the daughter of the Zhao family is the most suitable wife for you."
Chapter completed!