Captive little pretty wife: President, I want a divorce

Chapter 89
"Shut up, okay, I understand, you chose not to have Qiao's, right?" Qiao Zhengning stood up angrily, and looked at Qiao Shaohang, who was still sitting there with a gentle smile on his face, "You are not the only son of mine. .”

Qiao Shaohang clapped his hands lightly, "Of course, of course I know, father has many sons, even if one more son dies, maybe another one will come out to replace him, right?"

"Qiao Shaohang." Qiao Zhengning was really angry.

Qiao Shaohang took off his glasses, and smiled with his lips hooked. It was no longer the kind of gentleness that he always pretended to be, but it was a little more charming and enchanting. With one look and one smile, the aura was completely different, "Didn't Qiao Shaohang die a long time ago?" ?”

When Su Xiaomo opened the door, she heard such a sentence.

She has no class this afternoon, so she hurried back after the morning class.

Her appearance also interrupted the tense atmosphere between the father and son.

"Xiaomo, come here." Qiao Shaohang didn't look at Qiao Zhengning again, and stretched out his hand towards Su Xiaomo.

"Think about it yourself." Qiao Zhengning was slightly taken aback just now, and then left the place after returning to his senses and leaving this sentence.

Qiao Shaohang stretched out his arms to hug Su Xiaomo, holding her tightly in his arms.

Su Xiaomo hugged Qiao Shaohang back, hesitated for a long time before asking, "Xiao Qiao, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

"Did you hear that?" Qiao Shaohang leaned on Su Xiaomo's shoulder and asked softly.

"Yeah." She really cared a little bit, what is Qiao Shaohang, didn't he die a long time ago?

Qiao Shaohang didn't reply for a long time, and when Su Xiaomo thought he couldn't speak, he said slowly: "Qiao Shaohang, the second young master of the Qiao family, just one name and one identity."

He paused, and then said again: "I accepted this name and identity five years ago."

"Little Qiao." They were very close, so she could feel his emotional changes so clearly.

He who has always been black-bellied and good at disguising is now completely venting his emotions.

Although she still couldn't understand what he meant by these words, she already knew that there must be twists and turns in it, and it still made him feel sad and uncomfortable in the past.

"Xiaomo, I'm fine, listen to me." He didn't intend to tell her everything, but since she heard it, he didn't want to hide it anymore.

She is his wife and has the right to know all this.

(End of this chapter)