happy ex-wife

Chapter 1008 Qi Rou Qi Rou ([-])

Qiao Yaruan's body trembled suddenly, but she didn't turn around.

Feng Feng was still shaking the car keys in his hand, but when he saw the people in the living room, he stopped all his movements.

Mrs. An's words were interrupted, and she didn't continue to speak when she saw someone coming.

"Why are you here?" Madam An asked, frowning.

Feng Feng was startled, as if he forgot to answer.

How did that woman come here?

Or with her parents?
"So it's Doctor Feng." Father Qiao asked politely.

Mrs. An looked at them curiously, "You guys know each other?"

Father Qiao nodded slightly, "I was sick some time ago, and it was Dr. Feng who performed the operation on me. I haven't thanked him properly."

"Surgery?" Madam An said, and looked up at Feng Feng again. She knew better than anyone how many years he hadn't had a scalpel.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

But Feng Feng kept looking at the back of a certain figure who didn't look back.

Feng Feng came back to his senses, and continued to turn the key in his hand, "It's nothing, I happened to meet it a while ago, so I helped."

He said it so lightly.

"Stop chatting, come over for dinner." Father An said with a smile.

Mrs. An still gently pulled Qiao Yaruan up: "Let's go eat, I don't know Xiaoya's taste, so I cook it casually."

Xiaoya!

This title is really intimate.

"Let's have dinner together when Xiaofeng comes." Mrs. An said, and led them to the restaurant.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother looked at each other with puzzlement in their eyes.

Qiao Yaruan sat opposite Feng Feng, they could see each other just by looking up.

Here, Qiao Ya was already nervous, but now she didn't know what to do.

An Zhengguo, who was sitting in the main seat, exchanged greetings with Qiao's couple before looking at Qiao Yaruan, "I heard from Fengyang that Xiaoya is doing very well in her studies, so she is still recommended by the school as a graduate student?"

"There is still an interview, not sure yet." Qiao Yaruan said obediently.

"You have good grades, basically nothing will happen." An Zhengguo said with a smile, and then winked at his wife.

When my son told them about Qiao Yaruan yesterday, he was talking about her good points. They just wanted to see this girl, and they liked it even more today.

An's mother took a look at her husband, disliked him for being too anxious, and asked for a daughter after a meal, isn't it good?

"Yeah, there's still an interview. She can't even pass the psychological test, so what else is there?" Feng Feng Boliang asked.

Qiao Yaruan raised her head and tightened her hand holding the chopsticks a little. She knew what he meant, which meant that she couldn't face up to her heart problem.

Feng Feng was also looking at her, but his eyes were cold.

Qiao Yaruan bowed her head, not wanting to confront him here.

"Why, the postgraduate interview still asks about psychology?" Mrs. An asked curiously.

Qiao Yaruan raised her head, took a deep breath, and tried to make herself laugh, "Well, I have to ask, after all, you can't have mental pressure when facing patients."

"I think you are sick." Feng Feng said suddenly.

"Feng Feng!" Mrs. An blamed, "How do you talk?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit awkward, and Father Qiao hurriedly opened his mouth to smooth things over: "Yeah, Yaya is sometimes careless, but I'm afraid she won't pass the test with her psychological quality."

Father Qiao opened his mouth, Feng Feng lowered his head to eat, but did not speak.

Qiao Yaruan felt someone kick her calf, she raised her head and stared at him unobtrusively.

(End of this chapter)