Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

At this moment, a slender figure rushed in from the door in a panic, and Qiao Ansheng rushed in with three steps and two steps.

She was in a hurry, but she didn't realize that there was Yao Man in the room...

Qiao Ansheng paused in his footsteps and stood in front of the door.

She was quite moving, and she rushed all the way, unavoidably in a hurry.

Therefore, when standing at the door of the living room, Qiao Anshengsheng's complexion was flushed, his chest was violently ups and downs, and his breathing was a little short.

When people in the room saw her, all kinds of different expressions appeared on their faces, especially Yao Man. When they saw Qiao Ansheng's familiar figure, their fingers squeezed the teapot hard and their fingertips turned white.

She uncontrollably raised a strong anger, why hasn't this little hooves died yet? Is it true that the scourge stays for a thousand years?

But the anger turned to anger, she still rushed in front of Wang Ziqing, squeezed a smile on her face without a smile, and walked towards Qiao Ansheng.

Yao Man put down the teapot and pinched his palm with his hand, only to make his voice sound a little normal.

"An Sheng, I heard that you were ill a few days ago and have never had time to see you. It seems that you should be all right now?"

Qiao Ansheng's eyes were clear, and the pupils were black and white. She glanced at Yao Man, who was full of emptiness, her eyes were not friendly.

"Yes, I'm lucky this time. I didn't die. I really disappointed some people."

She was thin and thin, but she stood in the light of the door, her back was straight, naturally with a kind of arrogance not to bend her waist.

"However, I am very grateful. Mom, you remember that I was injured. I thought you wished I died in that place?"

Qiao Ansheng also had thorns in his words, so he looked at Yao Man in his spare time.

Regarding her being robbed and killed, Qiao Ansheng didn't even think about Yao Man. She didn't make many enemies. The only person who could forge mortal feud with her and have the ability to use such a cruel hand was only one person.

Yao Man's violent anger was like underground lava erupted in an instant, her hands were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply pinched into her palms.

"This is the young lady, right?"

Steward Ren suddenly stepped forward at this moment and stood beside Yao Man, bending slightly, bowing towards Qiao Ansheng, with a respectful attitude.

"Good morning, Mrs. Young."

Qiao Ansheng listened to this person's very gentle voice, froze for a moment, raised his eyes and looked over, only to see a spirited, silver-haired old man.

His posture is very standard, with gloved hands clinging to the seam of the tuxedo, bending a neat 90-degree right angle, when his head is lowered.

Hair is meticulous.

As the saying goes, when the other party is so polite and courteous, Qiao Ansheng can't help but frown, and is uncertain what to call him, so he has to slow down his voice: "You, hello..."

"An Sheng? Why did you come today and didn't notify us in advance. Didn't pick you up?"

Wang Ziqing finally got up from the sofa, got up and walked to the door, enthusiastically holding Qiao Ansheng.

She took Qiao Ansheng's hand, and turned to Yao Man and said, "Xiao Man, go and prepare some tea for us. Do you have the red bean and glutinous rice cake you bought last time? If yes, give it. Shall I bring some?"

Wang Ziqing asked Yao Man to leave, obviously not wanting Yao Man to stay here anymore.

Although Yao Man was very angry at Qiao Ansheng and was not reconciled in her heart, but Wang Zi had said everything, but she had to gritted her teeth and responded and turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Wang Ziqing waved his hand at Qiao Ansheng, motioning her to go, she led Qiao Ansheng to the front of the housekeeper, and introduced Qiao Ansheng very cordially.

"Come on, An Sheng, let me introduce to you. This is steward Ren. Regarding seniority, you have to call him Uncle Ren..."

housekeeper?

Qiao Ansheng came up with this word in her heart, and took a closer look at the other party again. The well-tailored tuxedo suit merged with the image of a housekeeper she had imagined in her heart.

Since it was introduced by Wang Ziqing, Qiao Ansheng yelled very obediently: "Uncle Ren, hello..."

The other party smiled and waved his head.

"Oh! I really can't bear the voice of Mrs. Young and Young Master Ren."

Qiao Ansheng glanced at each other again.

I saw a pair of golden borderless frames hung on the bridge of this steward’s nose. He looked almost as old as his age. His eyes were hidden behind his eyes, his smile was narrowed, and the long chain of the mirror hung down to his chest. In the pocket.

"An Sheng, is there anything you rushed over in such a hurry?"

When Wang Ziqing saw her entering the house, his breathing was a little anxious, and he asked with concern.

Qiao Ansheng glanced at Wang Ziqing, and took out his notebook from his arms: "Grandma, I'm here, it is indeed a bit more important thing, can I tell you alone?"

Wang Ziqing did not hesitate: "Okay, let's go upstairs and say."

She turned her head and glanced at Qin Guang who was following her: "You and the old man will continue to chant, I will go up and talk with An Sheng..." Qiao Ansheng slightly bent at Qin Guangyan, and Qin Guangyan waved his hand without saying anything. , Motioned her to follow Wang Ziqing up.

It's just that when Qiao Ansheng followed Wang Ziqing upstairs, he faintly noticed that Youdao's gaze fell behind him.

She turned her head subconsciously, but she could only see Qin Guangyan talking with the housekeeper Ren, and sat down on the chessboard in the living room downstairs.

She frowned, retracted her gaze, and didn't think much.

Wang Ziqing took her all the way to a small drawing room on the third floor. The so-called small size is actually smaller than the special living room downstairs.

The space here is two big as ordinary family living rooms, but it should be because few people come. Everything in this place has a new feel.

The layout of the leather sofa is neatly placed on it.

Wang Ziqing asked Qiao Ansheng to sit on the sofa. When he walked to the door, he first went out and looked at the door. After making sure that there was no one, he closed the carved wooden door of Fu's family.

"An Sheng, come on, this place is very soundproof."

Wang Ziqing sat on the opposite side of Qiao Ansheng, sitting in a dreadful manner, listening respectfully.

Qiao Ansheng had basically sorted out her thoughts on the way here, but when she really wanted to say it, she still didn't know where to start.

She had to take a deep breath, and there was a faint scent of fragrance in the air. She simply took a few more breaths, Quandang calmly, and slightly sorted out her thoughts.

Don't mess up now, especially calm down.