Chapter 67 What to do if you fell asleep

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Outside the living room of the Lu family, the servant was about to come up to deliver tea, but was stopped by Mama Zhang who was blocking the door.

Mama Zhang lowered her voice, "What hot tea is there for you? Hurry up and bring it down... Don't be afraid that Master Qiao will be so angry that he will pick up the teacup and smash it in the face of the second young master."

maid:"……"

Mama Zhang: "There's no need to send fruit...you can't take fruit knives in, you... go and put away the ashtray on the coffee table."

The other servant who was called by Zhang Ma showed a look of embarrassment.

The air pressure in the living room is completely low, how dare they go in and make trouble.

Seeing the servants hesitating and refusing to go in, Mama Zhang had no choice but to drive everyone else away and go in by herself.

She was afraid that someone would listen to the corner, so she wanted to stay outside the door, but now she can only go in by herself and come out quickly.

...

In the living room, Qiao Mohan, Su Qing, and Qiao Muer were sitting on a sofa.

Sitting opposite them were Lu Yuchen, Xinluo and Yanyan.

Yuezheng was alone, sitting on another single sofa.

Qiao Mohan's slanted red phoenix eyes were filled with chill at the moment, and he was staring fiercely at the culprit, Yuezheng, with sharp and sinister eyes.

As for Yue Zheng, he didn't feel any guilt at all, instead he didn't care about Qiao Mohan's gaze, and only stared closely at Qiao Muer, who was being protected by Su Qing, with those ice-blue black pupils.

"You brat, who allowed you to look at my Mu'er, how dare you look!"

Qiao Mohan's temper is not hot, and he has always been deep and evil, but now he is uncharacteristically, and he can't wait to explode on the spot.

The daughter who was held in the palm of her hand like a treasure in the palm of her hand was spoiled by Lu Yuchen's son without knowing it.

Even if he was the son of his best friend, Qiao Mohan couldn't swallow this breath.

Mu'er is his treasure, Qiao Mohan's favorite jewel, how could Yuezheng give it to——

"Godfather." Yue Zheng raised his eyebrows, his expression calm: "Mu'er is mine, and I am willing to take responsibility."

"If you want to be responsible, you can be responsible. What kind of family do you think our Qiao family is. Tell you brat, our Muer doesn't need you to be responsible! Also, don't call me godfather!"

Qiao Mohan's deep eyes froze, and a bit of chill passed over him.

He is now in a fit of anger, no matter what Yue Zheng says, it won't please his ears.

Yue Zheng: "If so, what about the baby in Mu'er's stomach?"

"Baby is just a baby... our Qiao family is not..." Qiao Mohan wanted to say that the Qiao family could not afford to support him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't swallow it no matter what he thought.

He got up in a blink of an eye, wanting to grab the ashtray on the table and throw it at that brat Yue Zheng.

At the critical moment, the other hand took the ashtray away first.

"Master Qiao, calm down... This ashtray is dirty, I'll take it down and wash it first."

Zhang Ma, who came in at some time, snatched the ashtray.

Zhang Ma is an old man of the Lu family, even Qiao Mohan can't vent her anger.

Zhang Ma hurried away holding the ashtray, for fear that Qiao Mohan would call her back and snatch the ashtray in her hand.

Qiao Mohan had nothing to throw at people, and he was full of anger again, and was about to find other things to beat the kid hard.

But I heard the daughter who had been sitting by the side without saying a word, softly said: "Daddy, you don't have to be so angry, Yue Zheng is talking nonsense, I'm not pregnant."

She came here just before the exam, and she has never had sex with Yuezheng during this period of time, so how could she be pregnant.

"But that kid made you..." Qiao Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, his phoenix pupils were full of confusion.

The calmness on his daughter's face made him unable to see through.

Qiao Muer pulled out a smile, and comforted Qiao Mohan: "It's hard to say who will sleep with whom in this kind of thing. The more you get better, I enjoy it, and I don't suffer. Young men and women, so what if you sleep, it's not sleep. After passing, you must be responsible to the end. Daddy, don't be too old-fashioned."

What she wanted was never to be responsible.

【The next chapter around 20:20】

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