Qiao Nancheng had a splitting headache after Bo fengran said a few words. He drank wine tonight. He was already miserable. Now he is going to blow his head when she quarrels with him!

Shaking off her hand, he wondered, "what does this have to do with Tang Qingge?"

Bo fengran said sarcastically, "if it wasn't for Tang Qingge, why would Bo Qichen deal with the Qiao family? Don't tell me you forgot that Tang Qingge is now an artist of Dihua."

Qiao Nancheng stared, but he couldn't believe it. "It's impossible! Just because Qingge is my second uncle's artist, you doubt them. Mom, are you thinking too much?"

Bo fengran looked fiercely, "at the scene of your engagement with Tang Mengqian, your second uncle personally stopped the knife for Tang Qingge. Do you think he is really as light as the surface?"

Being mentioned by Bo fengran, Qiao Nancheng's drunken head suddenly seemed to explode!

Tang Qingge likes his second uncle?

That's why she won't look back at him. Because she has a better man, how can she look back at him again?

It was because of his second uncle that she betrayed him.

"I tell you, that man, his heart is no longer only work. Now he has become a living person! He has feelings and emotions. He has a more important person in his heart than Bo group. You can't understand this, but I am your mother. I understand!"

"But look, you can't compare with your second uncle since you were young. Now you can't even compare with Bo Qin. I just ask you to protect the business of Qiao group, but you can't even do this. You can't compare with your second uncle, so Tang Qingge doesn't choose you!"

Bo fengran's every word was like a sharp knife, which was inserted into Qiao Nancheng's heart one by one. It happened that she was still chattering and talking too much. Qiao Nancheng trembled and became angry at last.

"Enough!"

Bo fengran was startled.

Qiao Nancheng's handsome face became ferocious and terrible. For a moment, Bo fengran didn't recognize that it was her son.

Qiao Nancheng threw her away and quickly returned to his room. He closed the door, reached the door, and listened to Bo fengran patting his door. He endured it, went into the bathroom, and looked at a man who was drinking in the mirror, his eyes white with blood, his chin covered with stubble, and looked embarrassed and untidy.

He did not know himself for a moment.

He felt that the whole world had become a mess and a mess.

Why did this happen? Why did Tang Qingge betray him.

They're supposed to be made for each other, aren't they?

At night, Qiao Nancheng went to the bathroom and vomited three times. The high concentration of alcohol made him headache and feel uncomfortable. In a hazy state of intoxication, he suddenly remembered that when he was in college, he was drunk once and vomited everywhere. At that time, Tang Qingge guarded him all night without sleeping.

"Qingge..."

He shouted her name drunkenly, again and again, but only his voice echoed in the empty bedroom. There was no girl who would stay up all night and guard beside him.

He finally cleaned up her love, didn't he.

So she fell in love with other people.

Joe Nancheng had an idea in his heart, that is, how could she like others? This idea accompanied by a burning feeling in his heart. He was burning from his esophagus to the floor of his feet. A tear came down his eyes. He was crying with his pillow in his hand. But he cried for a long time without a tear, only dry crying.