When she wakes up after a rest, an Xiaoqiao sees that it's already noon. She quickly gets up, dresses up and leaves. The room comes to the living room on the first floor. Zhang huaizhen has come back. When she learns that Li muyuan is coming home, her face is very bad. Xia Qinglian comforts her with a broad voice.

Seeing an Xiaoqiao coming down, Xia Qinglian hurried forward to see her look better, and finally showed her reassuring eyes: "get up, wait for lunch immediately, not to go to the clinic, I'll let the driver see you off after dinner."

Xia Qinglian arranges things well. It can be said that there are no details. Ann Xiaoqiao has been so spoiled by them. She has been in such a state for several days.

Last night, I heard Zhang huaizhen say that she would be provided with a bodyguard.

It's just a doctor in a small clinic, where to ask for driver's pick-up, and there are special bodyguards. Ann Xiaoqiao has some helplessness and slowly shakes his head: "do you have a car, I want to drive by myself, so I don't have to bother to ask for driver's pick-up."

Hearing her saying this, Xia Qinglian hurried forward, took her hand, and slowly walked to the table: "you are pregnant now, where to go or take personal safety, it is comfortable to come and go alone, but Wan has an discomfort again and again, we will worry."

An Xiaoqiao knows that Xia Qinglian is for her good, but she is not used to this extreme indulgence. She lightly responds: "I'm ok. You don't have to worry about what will happen. Besides, my own body, I know, is just going to the clinic. Doctor Chu is waiting for it. I'll come back after it's delivered."

"This..." Xia Qinglian was still a little worried.

Zhang huaizhen light comfort: "Oh, you let Xiao Qiao go, she is an adult, not a child, can take care of themselves, Xiao Qiao, if there is anything to call us."

He can see through, know that his wife is too nervous, an Xiaoqiao, for fear that his daughter will be hurt again.

"Yes." Anxiaoqiao nodded, instant face, thought of a thing: "Oh, my report is still in that villa."

After looking at his watch, he got up and said, "I'll go first. I can't delay the appointment with Dr. Chu."

Listening to her serious appearance, Zhang huaizhen stopped Xia Qinglian's impulse to speak with her eyes, and gave a light response: "Oh, let's go. Don't miss the time, Lao Wang. Go and drive the car for the eldest lady."

After listening to Zhang huaizhen's words, Lao Wang left. An Xiaoqiao felt relaxed. He even showed a faint smile and said goodbye to them in a shallow voice: "then I'll leave. You have dinner first. Don't wait for me. I'll be back soon. Don't worry."

For her friendly smile, Zhang huaizhen's heart melts, and Xia Qinglian's heart is also disappointed. This is the first time an Xiaoqiao shows a knowing smile to them.

Zhang huaizhen's face was full of tenderness, and he nodded: "go."

Seeing an Xiaoqiao's thin figure leave home, they look at each other. Xia Qinglian sighs: "Alas, she finally shows a smiling face."

"You don't have to be so careful. If a mother is so polite and careful to her daughter, she will feel depressed and can't breathe. It can only be counterproductive. You should also pay attention to your poor health." Man sitting in a wheelchair, pulled his wife's hand, slowly persuasion, concealing eyes deep love, the same distressed, these days the most bitter is her.

Hearing her husband's concern, Xia Qinglian was moved and relieved with a smile: "OK, I know."

After driving away, an Xiaoqiao finally came to the villa. Li Ma was busy. When she saw an Xiaoqiao coming, she was surprised: "miss an, how did you come?"

She showed a good smile, light response: "just some things forget to take, you are busy, I went up first."

Then he went upstairs.

Because it was noon, Li Ma didn't expect an Xiaoqiao to come. The food she cooked was only enough for one person. She knew that an Xiaoqiao liked to eat his own noodles.

She immediately went to the kitchen to help her with a bowl of noodles. When Ann Xiaoqiao came down from the upstairs with the papers, she just saw that Li Ma was carrying a bowl of noodles on the table. She turned to her politely and said, "miss an, it's noon. I'll have noodles. Have a bite."

She wants to refuse, but the mobile phone rings, take away a look is Chu Yingge.

"Little Joe, I'm afraid there's something to be delayed here. Shall we make an appointment in the afternoon? Have dinner? I'm just going to meet a guest. Why don't you come to dinner too?" The place where the other party talks and the noise, as well as the sound of the radio, is in the airport.

"Then you're busy first. I'm just going to eat. Don't disturb me. Please call me when you're busy." An Xiaoqiao finished listening, nodded to Li Ma, then went to the table, this bowl of noodles is still very attractive.

Put down the phone, looking at the bowl of noodles on the table, an Xiaoqiao said to Li Ma with a smile: "thank you."

Mama Li shook her head and said, "you're welcome."

An Xiaoqiao, who always has good table manners, quietly eats noodles. Soon she sees the bottom of the bowl. Li Ma quickly gets up and says, "there's something else in the pot. I'll help you with it."

An Xiaoqiao is not used to this kind of service. He gets up and takes the bowl to go by himself. But he doesn't think that Li Ma's hand is too fast. He accidentally overturns the bowl, and the soup in the bowl doesn't spill on an Xiaoqiao's clothes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss Ann. I didn't mean to." Mama Li was shocked. She knew that rich people often wear tens of thousands of clothes. She really couldn't afford to pay for them.

An Xiaoqiao takes a paper towel to wipe, and looks at a large oil stain on her legs and the corner of her clothes. She frowns slightly. If she goes home to change clothes and then goes to find Chu Yingge, it's too late, and it's even worse to wear such clothes.

He quickly asked: "it's OK. If the clothes are dirty, just wash them. Do you have my clothes here? I'll go upstairs and change a suit. I'll see my friends later."

Hearing an Xiaoqiao's words, Li Ma was really grateful. She thought about it and nodded: "yes, and when you left, there was a suit of clothes that didn't dry out. Yesterday, I put them away in the closet of the bedroom upstairs."

An Xiaoqiao nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the food in Li Ma's bowl, she said in a low voice, "you can eat. It's OK. I'll change my clothes."

Although she said so, Li Ma didn't eat any more. Watching an Xiaoqiao go upstairs, she quickly picked up a rag to clean up the mess in front of her. Knowing that the oil stains had to be cleaned immediately, she went to the back door to wash the mop after she finished mopping.

When Ling shaotian opens the door and walks in, he finds that there is no one in the room. He goes upstairs with his luggage. When he hears the steps, an Xiaoqiao, who is standing in front of the wardrobe and takes off his clothes, thinks it's Li Ma, so he doesn't care.

When he opened the door, Ling shaotian saw a thin woman in the back, facing the wardrobe, taking off her clothes. Her snow-white back, slender legs and underwear were all she had left.

Although he didn't see the front, Ling shaotian found that the woman was a beauty. The cold light at the bottom of her eyes was like a dangerous cheetah staring at her prey.

An Xiaoqiao heard the sound of pushing the door, quickly turned around, but saw that Ling shaotian was hiding her eyes and staring at herself coldly. She was shocked, and suddenly realized what she was wearing on the spot. She picked up the dirty clothes on the ground, panicked, but with a crimson face, she squatted down to cover her heart, blocking the spring light, and cried with low eyes: "you go out quickly."

But Ling shaotian didn't leave. Instead, he stepped forward gracefully, closed the door behind him and asked, "this is my home. Do you want me to go out?"

An Xiaoqiao doesn't know how to explain, but no matter what, it's true that she doesn't wear clothes. She urges Ling shaotian: "you go out quickly. I'll explain to you when I put on my clothes."

Seeing that she had no other expression but panic, Ling shaotian's eyebrows were locked. He was playing with lust, so he pretended to be worried about being seen.

Hand a lift, will anxiaoqiao's whole person pulled up, slightly forced, anxiaoqiao whole back against the cold wardrobe, a spirit, she just want to break free but hit into a chest.

"What's that, playing hard to get or throwing yourself in the arms, woman? You've made it."