Chapter 1667

Forty minutes later, Qiao Mu sent Ling Zihuan back to the Lingjia manor.

He sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand. As soon as he turned around and looked at the back seat, he saw Ling Zihuan go out of the car door with his waist on his back. In the blink of an eye, he ran into the hall, and even the door didn't close.

Qiao Mu

He stares at the direction that Ling Zihuan disappears, the facial expression becomes a lot of coldness.

Ling Zihuan's abnormal performance makes Qiao Mu's intuition problematic.

After a while, he lowered the window, lit a cigarette and put his arm around the door.

The moon is bright and the stars are rare, but Qiao Mu's heart is covered with a heavy and oppressive haze.

He took out his cell phone, rubbed the screen and kept silent for a moment, then he called Han Yunting.

……

Half an hour later, white deer winery.

Qiao Mu and Han Yunting sat in the inner hall with the fragrance of wine, drinking red wine without saying a word.

The color of the winery is dark, the surrounding layout is mainly solid wood color, and many red wine walls are placed in the wine Gallery, which is a good place for leisure.

At this time, Han Yunting leaned back in his chair, looked at Qiao mu, who was drinking heavily, and asked with a smile, "what are you stimulated by?

In the afternoon, I'm still fine. Just a few hours later, I began to drown my worries with wine? "

Qiao Mu drank all the red wine in his glass and licked the wine stains at the corner of his mouth. "Han San, what kind of creature do you think women are

Han Yunting

He looked at Qiao Mu's bewildered look, picked up the wine cup, poured half a glass of wine for him again, and answered flatly: "you asked the wrong person, my understanding of women is not as rich as you."

Qiao Mu sighed disconsolately. He put his hands on the back of his head, stretched his neck and sneered, "you've been single for so many years, don't you want to find one for yourself?"

For this problem, Han Yunting shrugged, "don't worry about my business. Let's talk about you and Ling Zihuan."

"See?" Qiao Mu looked at Han Yunting in surprise and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Han Yunting shakes his glass. When he puts it in front of him, he looks at Qiao Mu through the bright surface of the glass. "What can make you drown your worries in the middle of the night, except for Huanhuan, I don't want to be him."

Qiao Mu gave a frustrated smile and took another mouthful of wine. "It's nothing else. My father called Huanhuan to Qiao's house today. I don't know what I said to her. The little girl's state is very wrong."

"If the second uncle comes forward, she will be scared."

Han Yunting knows part of the internal affairs of Qiao's family. When he thinks of Qiao Yuanxian who once held great power, the innocent and simple Ling Zihuan must not be his opponent.

Qiao Mu pursed his lips, and his expression was very complicated. "Sometimes I hate being born in Qiao's family.

Let my father out of the mountain, now it seems to be the most wrong decision

Han Yunting looked at him, thought, or said his worry, "Huanhuan there, now is not the point.

What we need to solve now is how to deal with your marriage with my elder sister? Do you really want to agree to the marriage

"Damn, there's no door!" Qiao Mu put his wine cup heavily on the table with a gloomy look.

Han Yunting saw Qiao Mu's firmness. Although he didn't want to pour cold water on him, he still reminded him: "my elder sister will return home in two days. My parents have already told her about this marriage.

But she hasn't given a definite answer yet. If you don't plan to accept it, you'd better come up with a complete solution as soon as possible. "