He came from the depths of time

Chapter 850 Whose Skirt Owns?

"This dress is the first dress that Qiao Bei designed by himself. Later, he planned to make it for his sister Qiao Yan. Later, he didn't expect Qiao Yan to hold back after giving birth to Yanyan. So Qiao Bei said Clothes have never been made, just a piece of drawing paper."

After a pause, the old man sat down on the sofa, looked up at Wei Wei, and said, "I've never heard that he found someone to make this dress."

"This is... for Yan Yanqi's mother." The only one came back to his senses, looked at the skirt on his body, and wanted to change it immediately.

After all, this was to be given to Yan Yanqi's mother, if she knew the origin of the dress, she would definitely not wear it, she always felt a little offended.

"Go upstairs and rest first."

The old man glanced at the thoughtful only one, and said with a smile.

"Ok."

Seeing her go upstairs, the old man slowly withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help sighing secretly. It seems that Qiao Bei doesn't dislike the only one, and he gave such precious and meaningful clothes to the only one. not simple.

Mr. Qiao is still very satisfied that his stupid son has enlightened.

Well, Qiao Bei upstairs was once again disgusted by his father for no reason, and was also shot while lying down.

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At dinner time, Qiao Bei didn't see the only one when he came down.

"Where's Madam?" He looked sideways at the butler beside him, puzzled.

The housekeeper nodded slightly, and said: "Madam seems to have never come down since she came back. According to the servant just now, it seems that she has been washing something in the bathroom."

Hearing this, Qiao Bei frowned slightly, stood up, and walked upstairs.

.........

The bedroom door opened, Qiao Bei walked in carefully, and then walked towards the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed, and he could see a figure squatting on the ground, well, the ground beside him was full of water stains.

Frowning, Qiao Bei stood at the door and didn't go in, nor did he speak.

Qiao Bei didn't come back to his senses until Wei Wei finally wiped off the dirt on her skirt and stood up to wipe her hands.

"You've been standing there for so long, what's the matter?" Wei Wei asked puzzledly as she turned her head to look at him while wiping her hands with a towel.

Seeing that his gaze moved away from her face and landed on the skirt hanging on the side, the only one suddenly realized, then nodded, and said: "Oh. The skirt is clean, after it dries there, it shouldn't be noticeable. Sorry." Shrugging, the only one apologized again.

"It's time to eat." Qiao Bei didn't say much.

Seeing that he was still so indifferent, Wei Wei frowned, put the towel away, and then said: "I didn't know that you wanted to give this skirt to Yan Yanqi's mother. If I knew, I wouldn't wear it, let alone wear it." It will get dirty, so...you don't have to be angry." After all, she is not alone in all the responsibility.

Qiao Bei himself is also responsible, okay?

Hearing this, Qiao Bei paused slightly, frowned, he turned to look at her, opened his mouth, and said, "When did I say that this dress is not for you, but for my sister?"

"??? The old man told me that when you designed it, it was originally intended for your sister." Wei Wei frowned, could it be... The old man remembered it wrong.

Qiao Bei nodded: "Original. But this one is different from that one." He changed the original design.

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(End of this chapter)