Chapter 512: Gao Leng, the actor, please hug (19)

  Chapter 512 Gao Leng, the actor, please hug (19)

  Su Qiao shrugged towards Xia Yao, whose expression was not so good, "Then there is no way, either sleep on the sofa or leave."

   Xia Yao glanced at the direction of the bedroom, and looked at Su Qiao angrily:

   "Su Qiao, so many years have passed. We are no longer who we were. Everyone has changed. I hope you will forget everything that should be forgotten. After all, people should look forward, not backward."

  Su Qiao squinted at the glamorous woman in front of her, and suddenly became a little unhappy: "You have been doing well with Fu Jingyao these years, right?

   "Yes, Ayao takes care of me very much." Xia Yao's eyes were a little proud, as if showing off, and as if telling Su Qiao that her relationship with Fu Jingyao was not comparable to Su Qiao.

  "If you have any difficulties, you can mention it to me. I will try my best to help you, but I hope you will not disturb his life again."

  Su Qiao coldly said, "Xia Yao, in what capacity are you speaking these words? I remember, the second youngest of the Fu family seems to be unmarried and has no girlfriend?

   After a pause, Su Qiao seemed to wake up: "Oh, I heard that you are very close to Fu Dashao. Are you Fu Dashao’s wife?"

  For this woman, Su Qiao was indeed suffocating in her heart.

  Not just for the things of the year.

  It’s because she suddenly realized that this woman had been staying with Fu Jingyao all these years, and Fu Jingyao still took good care of her.

  Su Qiao did not forget Fu Jingyao.

  A trace of clarity flashed in Xia Yao's heart.

   "Su Qiao, I have already said that I will compensate you. I hope you don't speak so sharply, and don't be horny, be realistic."

   "Compensate me?"

  Su Qiao slowly got up. She was 1.72 meters tall and looked down at Xia Yao, who was only 1.65 meters:

   "Hehe, why do you want to make up for me? What did you do to sorry me, so you have to make up for me?"

  This woman is ridiculously self-righteous.

   Seeing her stubbornly stubborn, Xia Yao lost patience, her eyes sank: "Su Qiao, I hope you are calmer and rational."

  The current self is not the humble self in the orphanage back then.

   And Su Qiao is still the same Su Qiao who lived in the mire.

  It’s just easy to pinch her to death.

  If she is really so ignorant, don’t blame her Xia Yao for not remembering her old love.

  Su Qiao blew on her manicured nails, and replied unhurriedly: "I am very calm and sensible. It is you who are not calm, and you are the one who has a guilty conscience."

   "Su Qiao, do you think that the current Fu Jingyao is still the introverted and autistic Fu Jingyao back then?"

Xia Yao is no longer polite: "I, Xia Yao, is not the powerless and powerless Xia Yao who couldn't even eat a full meal. Su Qiao is the powerless and incompetent Su. Joe!"

  Su Qiao looked cold, staring at her with murderous eyes: "No matter what he becomes, he is mine."

   "And you, where do you come from? Where do you go, otherwise, I will make you change back to Xia Yao who only humblely pleased everyone to fill his stomach!"

   "Huh, then we'll just wait and see."

   The two tore their faces, Xia Yao left a word coldly, turned and left Su Qiao's house.

After Xia Yao left, Su Qiao went into his bedroom, took out the fabrics ordered online, and put them on the long table, measuring and scoring.

  【Host, are you starting to make Hanfu? 】It doesn’t look like it.

  The color of this fabric is too plain.

  Su Qiao did not reply, and kept busy without raising her head.

   "Are you done? When you're done, you can help me process the clothing design drawings, and upload them to the Internet later. When the fabrics arrive, we can start work."

  (End of this chapter)