Chapter 260

At six o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiao's phone rang.

Meiji court was alert and opened his eyes abruptly.

He passed Wen Qiao's familiar body and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table. When he saw that the caller ID was Wen Bo, Meijiting got up and got out of bed with the mobile phone in his hand, and went to the balcony to answer it.

"dad--"

When Wen Boshi heard a male voice, he immediately realized that it was Meiji Court, but his "Dad" was so frightening that Wen Boshi almost didn't hold his phone.

"Zhi, Zhiting... Joe, where's Qiaoqiao?" He really didn't dare to answer Meijiting's "Dad", what a loss of life.

The seniority of the Meiji Court is a generation higher than him.

The Meiji court knew about Wen Boshi's concerns, so he was not in a hurry to say anything for himself, or to comfort Wen Boshi, he just said: "I'm sleeping."

It was only then that Wen Bo rang. It was still too early at this moment. He called his daughter immediately after finishing his mission. He was worried about what Wen Xin would do to Wen Qiao, and he also wanted to know how the Meiji Court and Wen Qiao got the certificate. how.

He didn't expect that it was his son-in-law, Meiji court, who answered the phone.

Wen Boshi was afraid that he would disturb his and his daughter's spring night, so he hurriedly said, "Since you are sleeping, you should sleep a little longer, Zhiting, and I will hang up first."

The low voice of Meiji Court came: "No, Qiao Qiao missed you very much during this time, because you can't communicate with the outside world when you are on a mission, otherwise she would have called you to tell you about our certificate. This is what I didn't care about."

You are on the left in the Meiji court and you are on the right. When Wen Bo heard this, his legs went limp.

The elders are not afraid of bullets and bullets, but the respect of his own son-in-law makes him a little unbearable.

The Minister of Finance, the man who controls the lifeline of the country's economy, will be the man who will control the development of the entire country in the future.

If it wasn't for that incident, perhaps the Ming family had at most heard of the Wen family, and there would be no chance of becoming a family.

It's just that... hey...

Wen Boshi sighed in his heart, and heard a small voice from Meiji Court, and then heard Meiji Court's voice calling Wen Qiao in a low voice.

"Jojo, Jojo, get up and listen to Dad's call."

Wen Qiao was very sleepy, so she just groaned, then rolled over and continued to sleep.

Meijiting chuckled helplessly, holding the phone in one hand, and turned her over again with the other. He leaned over and kissed her lips, slowly prying open her teeth, and Wen Qiao slowly opened his eyes with the feeling.

Meijiting left her lips, pulled her up, put the phone against her ear, and said softly, "Quickly answer Dad's call."

Wen Qiao was in a drowsy sleep, but was awakened by the kiss, and her mind was even more muddled. How could she realize that the "father" he said was her own father, and she thought it was the old man of the Ming family.

Then she woke up from sleepiness: "Hello..."

Wen Bo frowned over there. The child had never been so polite and rude to him. Even if he forgot some people and things, his temperament never changed.

He wondered if Wen Qiao had been wronged at the Ming family?
Thinking of this possibility, Wen Boshi said in a bad tone, "Qiaoqiao, are you having a bad time in the Ming family?"

Ok?
How is this her father?Isn't it Ming's father?
She looked at Meijiting suspiciously with her big wet eyes. What he said just now was "answering Dad's call", that is to say, he called his father Dad.

Although the two of them received the certificate, he should indeed call his father his father, but a man in a high position is willing to condescend and call a man with a lower seniority than him his father. Wen Qiao was very moved by this openness.

(End of this chapter)

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