Qiao Xuan walked away with a smile, walked a few steps and then came back. His handsome face came close to Zhan Haoyu and asked carefully: “Zhan Haoyu, are you really going to file a complaint against me in front of my mother?” ?”
“If you don’t file a lawsuit against me, I won’t file a lawsuit against you.”
Anyway, the two of them are keeping each other in check.
Zhan Haoyu was afraid that Qiao Han would be angry, while Qiao Xuan was afraid that his parents would force him to get married.
Even if Mr. and Mrs. Qiao didn’t urge the marriage, it would still be enough for Qiao Xuan if they scolded him.
Now, in the eyes of the second elder of the Qiao family, Zhan Haoyu is the treasure, and he is more favored than Qiao Xuan, his biological son.
Qiao Xuan often complains in front of his sister, suspecting that he is not the biological child of his parents. His parents like Zhan Haoyu so much, so he and Zhan Haoyu may have been exchanged.
Then, an ashtray was smashed by his sister.
Qiao Xuan felt that his status was the lowest in his family.
Alas, who told him to pass through thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him?
If he brings a girl home, his status in front of his parents will skyrocket.
Thinking of his parents’ desire for their daughter-in-law, Qiao Xuan felt that even if he brought his girlfriend home, he would still be the one with the lowest status, because his parents’ enthusiasm for Zhan Haoyu would be transferred to his girlfriend.
No matter how rare a son-in-law is, the son-in-law is someone else’s son and wants to marry their Qiao family’s daughter.
But the girlfriend his son brought back will marry into the Qiao family, that is, the Qiao family. Naturally, Qiao Dong and his wife pay more attention to their future daughter-in-law.
“Just say it.”
Qiao Xuan muttered: “When I find a girlfriend and bring her home to compete with you, my parents won’t like you as their prospective son-in-law.”
Of course, Qiao Xuan just muttered and would not really do that.
He has never met the girl who can make his heart beat and want to end his single life.
Fate has not arrived yet.
Not in a hurry.
There’s no point in being anxious.
Qiao Han waited until everyone left before she came out of the conference room.
“Honey.”
Zhan Haoyu came forward with money and flowers in his hands, his handsome face smiling brightly.