At the end of the speech, Qiao Mu found that Ling Wanxing's expression was a little loose.

He didn't have time to smoke and strike while the iron is hot again. "You are usually too strict with her. Even if you want to take her into Ling's, you always have to give her time to grow up.

Elder brother, I have discussed this matter with Lao Si, and he also thinks that Huanhuan can learn from me first. "

After his words were settled, Qiao Mu lowered his eyes and smoked. Now his ability of talking nonsense is more and more perfect!

I hope old four don't tear him down at that time!

At this time, the smoke floating study, the silence spread.

Ling Wanxing did not answer at the first time, but seriously thought about Qiao Mu's proposal.

After a while, he put his cigar on the ashtray and put his fingers across his nose. "OK, since you've said that, let her have a try.

But I'll tell you the ugly things first. If you find her incompetent, don't force yourself to send her back as soon as possible.

This little girl has been playing hard since she was a child. I don't expect her to make a big hit. As long as I don't make trouble for you, I'll thank God! "

Qiao Mu's uneasy heart fell to the ground in an instant.

He leaned back in the sofa with relief and shrugged his shoulders lazily. "Don't worry, I know these things in my mind!"

Where did Ling Wanxing want to get it? Because of his decision today, he directly sent his baby daughter to Qiao Mu's mouth!

……

Half an hour later, instead of having dinner at Lingjia manor, Qiao Mu drove directly back to Qiao's old house.

On the way of driving, he took the mobile phone and looked at 12 missed calls. He pressed his lips tightly and threw the mobile phone on the co pilot's chair. He stepped on the gas pedal even harder.

When Qiao Mu returned to his old house, it was nearly seven o'clock in the evening.

When he stepped out of the car and swung the door of the car, the bodyguard heard the news and said, "second master, I've been waiting for you in the backyard."

"I see!" Qiao Mu fidgeted with his short hair and went to the backyard with one hand in his pocket.

As night fell, in front of the attic door in the backyard, near the round stone table, there was a figure sitting in a wheelchair.

There is a chessboard on the table. He plays chess with sunspot in one hand and white in the other.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he narrowed his eyes. His voice was low and without temperature. "Willing to come back?"

At this time, Qiao Mu put one hand in his pocket and stood a few steps away. He nodded without expression, "father, I've been waiting for a long time."

This man, Qiao Yuanxian, is Qiao Mu's father.

He was dressed in a plain gray robe with no hair on his head. In the dim night, he looked like a monk living in the mountains.

It is true that Qiao Yuanxian became a monk ten years ago. He had been away from the world for a long time, but he came back from Mingshan Buddhist temple again because of Qiao Mu's request.

Qiao Yuanxian glanced at Qiao Mu indifferently. He threw the pieces into the chess box and turned his wheelchair to face Qiao mu. "It really made me wait for more than eight hours. What did you do?"

Qiao Mu pursed his lips and drooped his eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly raised was full of sarcastic radian. "So my father would care what I did?"

"Care?" Qiao Yuanxian also sneered, "I just hope you don't die outside, or it will waste my original intention of going down the mountain."

Qiao Mu did not speak, deep eyes covered with frost.

Father and son are not in such a hostile state for two days.

Qiao Mu has been used to it for a long time.