Zhao Jiyan left, and Zhao Qingyan had no reason to stay.

I wanted to say hello to Guan Xue and leave first, but I met Qiao Junxi.

I used to look at him through the crowd, but now he is near to me. He is wearing a black suit and dress, outlining his golden figure. The textured fabric and exquisite pure handmade work show his innate dignity. The familiar mint smell is mixed with the mellow red wine flavor, adding a bit of masculine charm, and his appearance seems to be refreshed again.

"Last time, my mother had a bad attitude, I hope you don't mind." Although she was not in China for this period, Qiao Junxi always remembered that she owed her a sorry.

Zhao Qingyan was stunned, "Ah, I didn't care what you said at all." Zhao Qingyan was telling the truth. Although she felt a little unhappy at the time, she had forgotten it for so long.

"Well, that's good. Zhao Jiyan seems to have left?" Qiao Junxi lowered her eyes and said casually. It was rumored that the third son of the Zhao family had made a romantic figure of all ages after a mistake. It was true. He just saw Zhao Jiyan with a charming woman hugging and leaving.

Perhaps others didn't think there was anything. But he knew very well how Zhao Siyao loved Zhao Xiaoqi very much, so in comparison, Zhao Jiyan's doting towards her was much less indifferent.

"I know. I'm going to leave."

"Mr. Qiao, it turns out you are here..." A melodious voice interrupted their conversation. It was the female companion brought by Qiao Junxi. When she saw Zhao Qingyan, she nodded with a smile, and then leaned into Qiao Junxi's ear and said something.

From Zhao Qingyan's perspective, the woman's cheeks were red, with full charm, and she was simply charming. Her enchanting body was almost touched by Qiao Junxi. The two looked very close, which made Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but wonder, Qiao Junxi might have a girlfriend, right?

After hearing the woman's whisper, Qiao Junxi turned around and was about to walk away.

He took two steps but turned back, "Do you want me to arrange a car to take you away?"

Zhao Qingyan's eyes fell on his arm inadvertently, with a slender and white lotus arm resting on it, hooking it casually, and cooperating very tacitly.

Suddenly, a little irritable feeling in her heart, she felt a little unconscious, "No need. I can just take a taxi by myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Junxi took a step. It made people feel that his considerate just now was not out of sincerity, but to show his gentlemanly demeanor, he asked perfunctorily.

Zhao Qingyan looked at the back of a man and a woman gradually moving away, frowned and frowned. Too many emotions were surging and it was difficult to calm down.

When she left the hotel, she happened to receive a call from Li Jiacen, asking her if she wanted to go and eat skewers together.

A dinner party can never fill my stomach, and she felt so frustrated for no reason. She agreed without thinking too much, "I'll be here soon. I'll give me five strings of treasures in my palm, squid, chicken wings, eggplant, green beans, corn, and sweet potatoes, and add more spicy!" The desire to eat my mouth came in a raging way.

Asian temperament dance king Nicholas Zhao Si once said: "There is no barbecue in this world that cannot be solved. If there is, then two meals."

Half an hour later, they ate at a barbecue stall near the school.
Chapter completed!