Mrs. Joe sat down next to her daughter.
Qiao Han didn’t want to argue with his mother, so he responded: “Yes, yes, my mother is the most beautiful, and everything she says is right.”
Mrs. Joe stared at her.
“Mom, what’s wrong with me? You glared at me more in one afternoon than in the past twenty years combined.”
“Sitting position!”
Mrs. Qiao patted her daughter’s thigh and said, “Sit like a lady, don’t act like a big man. You are now a rich lady, a lady from a famous family, not the eldest young master of the Qiao family, not the CEO of the Qiao family.”
“Also, don’t take off your high heels as soon as you sit down. Which lady do you see taking off her high heels as soon as she sits down?”
Qiao Han: “…When I usually wear leather shoes, I never take them off when I sit down. Mom, these pair of haters are hard to control. My feet hurt after walking for so long. I don’t take them off if I don’t take them off.” , let my feet slow down, I’m afraid I won’t be able to walk at night.”
“Otherwise, I’d better wear leather shoes.”
She really doesn’t like wearing high heels.
Mrs. Qiao said to her: “Which rich lady did you see wearing leather shoes when attending the banquet? If you wear a suit, leather shoes will be leather shoes. You said you want to wear a girl’s evening dress, and I will buy you an evening dress as well.” You’re back, how can you do it if you don’t deserve a pair of high heels?”
Qiao Han’s face fell, “Then I’ll continue to be the eldest young master of my Qiao family. It’s not easy to be a young lady of the Qiao family. Evening dresses are hard to wear. I can’t even walk fast when I put them on. The hem of the skirt restricts my steps.” , so that I can’t stride like a meteor or fly like a flying star.”
Mrs. Qiao: “…”
She wanted to slap him away.
Finally I endured it.
If it were Qiao Xuan, she would definitely slap him away.
“In the future, when Haoyu and I are alone, I will put on women’s clothes. If I wear women’s clothes in front of him, he will not ask me to wear high heels. He says that I can wear whatever I feel comfortable with,” he said. Yes, he can tolerate everything about me.”
“What he said, he and I have become the talk of the town anyway, so we don’t need to worry about creating more topics.”
Mrs. Qiao: “…”
After a while, Mrs. Qiao said: “Forget it, Mom can’t control you. Just do whatever you want. Mom still wants to live a few more years.”
“Mom, I am a filial child.”
Mrs. Qiao: “…Mom didn’t say you were unfilial, but if you continue to take care of you when you resume your identity as a woman, you will really piss me off to death. In order for you to still have your mother, and for your mother to still be able to survive.” If you live a few more years and see you getting married and having children, my mother will decide not to care about you.”
“You can do it as a woman or as a man. Anyway, you don’t care about other people’s opinions. Why does mom care so much? If you are a big girl, you can’t help your mother. You can’t help your mother a long time ago.”
After saying that, Mrs. Qiao got up and walked out.