Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group

“Miss Zhong, please enjoy your meal.” Sister-in-law Wang quickly brought up the hot tea.

“thank you.” Andy Jian took it, took a sip of it, and put it on the tea table.

“Zhong Li, you don’t know. Every time Qin Mo comes back, he tells me about you. For so many years, it’s the first time I’ve seen him pay so much attention to any girl.” Qin’s mother smiled from ear to ear.

Andy Jian was flattered, raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and smiled, but didn’t answer.

“Zhong Li, what do you do? How did you meet Qin Mo?” Qin’s mother gossiped.

The latter question stumped Andy Jian. She couldn’t say that Qin Mo picked her up at the seaside, but she was really not good at making up stories.

“Mommy, you’re checking the household registration,” Qin Mo said lightly, taking the initiative to take the word. “Aly studied fashion design. I bought some clothes designed by her, and then I saw her fashion show, and then I got people back.”

“The costume design is good. Give it to my aunt in the future, and also design two sets of nice clothes. Those in my wardrobe are almost out of date, and I’m not in the mood to go out for a stroll.” Qin mother said, and some pity sighed.

That woman doesn’t want to dress up beautifully, but she’s been on her deathbed for two years, shopping or something, and she’s just overwhelmed.

“good.” Andy Jian agreed with a smile.

She likes Qin Mo’s mother, such a gentle person, who is beautiful even if she doesn’t wear fashionable clothes.

Just like Zhong Mu, you won’t feel uncomfortable when you get along.

Qin Mo’s goodness is generally inherited from his mother.

At this moment, Yu Lao came in from the outside, and when Qin’s mother saw him, she excitedly took Andy Jian to introduce him.

“Yu Lao, let me introduce you. This is Zhong Li, Qin Mo’s fiancee.”

“Zhong Li, this is Yu Lao, a master of Chinese medicine, a contemporary Hua Tuo, whose medical skills are unique in China.”

Andy Jian cleverly bent his upper body toward the other side and said respectfully, “Yu Lao.”

“Say, Mrs Qin, I’m flattered …..” Yu Lao was subconsciously modest, looked up and saw Andy Jian’s face, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he could see God.

Isn’t it the mother of Sibao, Andy Jian? So many people are looking for her whereabouts all over the world. How can she appear here and become the daughter-in-law of the Qin family?

“Yu Lao?” Qin’s mother saw that Yu Lao’s complexion was different, and she was suspicious of her voice. “Are you all right?”

Yu Lao just came to his senses and casually found a reason to perfunctory, “It’s okay. If you think of a patient’s condition, maybe you can find another way. It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”

“The old doctor Yu is kind enough to check my mother, and he doesn’t forget to remember other patients.” Qin Mo was a little more grateful and reverent for the elderly.

This call Yu Lao at that time I don’t know how to answer, he smiled unnaturally and didn’t answer.

When you eat, Andy Jian’s position is arranged next to Yu Lao.

Mother Qin went upstairs to take medicine, and Qin Mo went to the wine cellar to choose wine. Only Andy Jian and Yu Lao sat and waited on the table.

Hesitated for a long time, Yu Lao tried it out and said to Andy Jian, “Miss Zhong is familiar with me?”

Andy Jian shook his head and smiled. “I’ve always met Yu Lao for the first time. How can we be familiar?”

Yu Lao’s gray eyebrows puckered and asked, “Are you really Zhong Li?”

Andy Jian paused for a moment, with a bad feeling in his heart, but quickly skipped it again, pretending to be relaxed and replied, “Yes, it’s not very nice, but my parents took it, and I like it very much.”

When she talks about her parents, she thinks of Zhong Fu Zhong Mu, and the love in her eyes is sincere and sincere.

Yu Lao became more and more confused. Maybe this is the same woman as Andy Jian, but he remembered that the woman’s name was Sharon Jian, and it wasn’t Zhong Li.

Is it possible for three people to share a face?

Opening my mouth to further confirm, Qin Mo came back with wine.

“It seems that Yu Lao and Aly had a good chat.” Qin Mo teased. He was worried that Andy Jian would not get used to it before. It seems that she is more adaptable than he thought.

Yu Lao nodded absently. “Yes, I hit it off with Miss Zhong.”

“That would be the best.” Qin Mo walked behind Andy Jian and put one hand on the chair, completely in a protective posture. He joked, “Yu Lao, our health in Aly is not very good either, so I’m afraid we’ll have to trouble you in the future.”

Yu Lao smiled bitterly. “Your boy is smart. I’ll treat Mrs. Qin’s illness, and I’ll have to take your fiancee with me. I don’t think it’s better for you to become a teacher and switch to business.”

“Who is it? Who wants to do business?” Qin’s mother heard the half sentence from a distance, and interjected excitedly as she walked, “Yu Lao, you really have to talk about Qin Mo for me, and it’s time to learn to take over the family business.”

“Well, three hundred and sixty lines are the best. I believe Xiao Qin has few plans of his own. Just relax and let him do it himself.” Yu Lao considerate didn’t put pressure on Qin Mo.

This topic passed by, but Andy Jian obviously saw that the expression on Qin Mo’s face was not so natural.

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After coming out of the Qin family, Yu Lao struggled for a long time, and finally sent a WeChat to Sibao.

“Good apprentice, maybe you can go to Qin’s house in Nancheng, find a fashion designer named Zhong Li, and inquire about your mother’s whereabouts.”

He has a teacher-pupil relationship with the four treasures, and has a family friend with the Qin family. He can’t help either side, so he can only do this. The rest depends on each man’s fortune.

Meanwhile, Sibao sends the message to Bill Huo’s mobile phone through Erbao.

“Nancheng Zhongli, fashion designer …”

Dark eyes skip these words, and Bill Huo’s indifferent eyes are suddenly shot and sharp.

In the recent fashion design competition, one of the top three winning works is the designer of Nancheng.

“Assistant Jiang!”

Bill Huo got up and ran out, scaring Jiang who was on the phone. “Chief, president, what’s wrong?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Where is the collection of works sent from the fashion design contest?” Bill Huo’s eyes are anxious and dangerous with his hands propped up on the desktop.

“Yes, it’s in the utility room.” Jiang silently put down the phone and stood up.

“Go and find out!”

“yes.”

Jiang got up and went into the utility room.

Bill Huo couldn’t wait for a moment, so he just followed in.

Two minutes later, Jiang accurately found the label of the costume contest in a pile of documents and took out the folder.

Bill Huo grabbed it, flipped through it quickly and found Andy Jian’s design works.

Nervously, he changed his posture to take the document, pulled away his right hand, and finally, he saw the familiar “Amy” signature in the lower right corner.

Bill Huo wept with joy, and his eyes containing the nebula were suddenly soaked with tears.

Yes, she’s not dead. She’s not dead.

Jiang suspicious craned his neck to gather together in the past, and was surprised.

The president means, don”t, this Amy is Miss Amy! ?