Paranoia: Mystic Chief Domineering Love

Chapter 529 Beloved 05
then……

Qiao Mochen rubbed his temples uncomfortably, forcing himself to remember that moment.

In the chaotic hall, there are silhouettes strung together.

As if thinking of something, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

Finally remembered.

That kid Huo Mingfeng disturbed his and Yiyi's engagement banquet.

"BOSS, BOSS." Ding Heng, who had always been a light sleeper, came out of the room in his pajamas after hearing the scream, and was completely stunned when he went upstairs and saw the person standing at the door of Fang Yi's room. He was even stupid^ He pinched his cheek like a melon, wondering if he was dreaming.

pain……

Not a dream.

"BOSS." Ding Heng walked around Qiao Mochen in surprise and complete bewilderment. "Boss, you're really awake, great, great."

"Ah Heng." Looking for the familiar voice, he saw Ding Heng with an extremely excited expression.

"Boss, how are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?" Ding Heng was so excited that he was at a loss. When he walked to Qiao Mochen, he wanted to give him a bear hug. However, he was not completely dazzled, and he always kept in mind the taboo of the boss.

"What's going on!" Qiao Mochen frowned, his eyes were cold, he was very displeased with the group of people who appeared suddenly, and hoped that Ding Heng could give him a reasonable explanation immediately.

Ding Heng has been by his side for many years, and he knows his temperament well, so he would never make such a low-level mistake, arranging bodyguards to live in the villa without his permission.

"This..." Ding Heng was in a dilemma. How should he explain it? Fortunately, when he was hesitating, the bodyguards stood apart and called out to the old man in unison.

Mr. Joe, it's really time for you to come.

Ding Heng shrank back to Qiao Mochen's side and didn't speak anymore. He just quietly looked at the majestic and imposing old man in the past. At this moment, his eyes were full of kindness and excitement. Just an ordinary old man.

Mr. Qiao's hand trembled slightly, but he concealed it very well, and walked towards them holding the crutch under his palm tightly.

Qiao Mochen's cold eyes met him calmly, and when he received the other's strong emotion, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked in bewilderment, "Who is he?"

It was naturally Ding Heng who asked.

"Boss, he, he is your grandfather." Ding Heng swallowed, afraid that Qiao Mochen would not be able to accept it for a while. He has been by his side for many years, but he has never heard Qiao Mochen mention Mr. Qiao. After so many years of piecing together, He probably also knows where the conflict between BOSS and Mr. Qiao lies.

As soon as Ding Heng finished speaking, Qiao Mochen's face completely darkened, his cold eyes turned into a piercing cold wind, and he pursed his lips and said without any emotion: "I don't have a grandpa."

One sentence made Mr. Qiao stiffen his steps.

Mr. Qiao squirmed his mouth and finally didn't say anything. He could only watch Qiao Mochen pass by him.

Back in the room, Qiao Mochen left Ding Heng alone for questioning.

"How could he be here."

He himself said Mr. Joe.

"Boss, your life was hanging by a thread in a car accident. Fortunately, Mr. Qiao's people immediately sent you to country F with a private jet for treatment, which barely saved your life." What Ding Heng said was true, and he was not biased. What, in his opinion, the rift between BOSS and Mr. Joe is dead, and it's not an unsolvable knot. The most important thing is whether BOSS can let go.

(End of this chapter)