The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 440 Is there anyone you are talking about?

Although he was unhappy that Qiao Yiyuan went to become a coach, but no parent would like to hear praises for his children, and Qiao Haiting, a father, was no exception. He said that he was very happy, and his four sons were his greatest pride.

His son, how could he not know how good he is? Can Qiao Haiting's son not be better than blue?

Mrs. Qiao who was sitting next to him secretly looked at the expression on his face. Seeing that he was so happy to hear others praise Qiao Yiyuan, she felt happy too. She turned her head to the eldest son in military uniform and the two sons in escort uniforms in the stands, secretly Breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it is a pity not to have a daughter, it is a gift from God to have a son who is filial and promising. In life, there is no way to get what you want, and there will always be some unsatisfactory things. This is called life.

Inside the ice rink, Gumanni was lying on the fence watching Meng Yao practice while playing with her mobile phone.

"Yaoyao, is Mr. Qiao getting married today?" After a long time, she stood up straight and looked at her phone, asking Meng Yao in the ice rink.

Hearing her words, Meng Yao stopped and slid, "Yes! Didn't I tell you?"

"I've said it, just make sure." Gumanni looked at her phone and said, beckoning to her, "Come here, there is a photo of Mr. Qiao's elder brother and sister-in-law. Mr. Qiao's family is really good-looking, and the elder brothers are so masculine. The military uniform is so cool! It's so cool!"

Meng Yao couldn't help being curious, she slid over to watch it with her, and exclaimed, "Really, so handsome. His sister-in-law is also pretty."

"According to the reports, he is also a military officer, and his background is not bad. The vision of outstanding people is indeed high and poisonous. If a woman wants to marry a good man, it is necessary for a woman to be excellent herself. This is the reason why people are divided into groups."

Meng Yao nodded in agreement.

"What's for dinner?" Gumani asked her after she turned off the webpage.

Meng Yao thought of this point, maybe Mr. Qiao was still busy with the banquet, so she sighed disinterestedly, "Whatever."

"Why don't you have a hot pot?"

"Okay!"

The wedding banquet venue has entered the dining stage, the waiters and waitresses are busy shuttling back and forth, Mrs. Qiao leads a couple of new couples to toast table by table.

Qiao Yiyuan, who was so handsome in a formal suit with a flower on his chest, was called over by Qiao Haiting. He talked to the elders of the world and the elders who had fought against each other in the mall. Qiao Yiyuan respectfully toasted one by one.

"Yiyuan, there is a question that Shibo wants to ask you, don't be offended." A Shibo asked him with a charming smile.

Qiao Yiyuan looked over elegantly and calmly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Secretary, just ask."

"Are you almost 28? Seeing that you are so busy, do you have someone to talk to?"

Qiao Yiyuan paused slightly with a faint smile on his lips.

The TV in the living room was on, playing the hottest costume drama at the moment. The soup in the electric hot pot was steaming, and there were cleaned vegetables and meat beside it. Meng Yao and Gumanni sat facing each other for dinner.

"My mother will be discharged from the hospital next month and go home." Meng Yao said with her head down.

"That's great." Gumani nodded, "Is that why you moved back from Mr. Qiao's house early?"

"No. Didn't I find out that I liked him at the time, and I felt embarrassed facing him 24 hours a day. But I have lived with him for a year, and I am familiar with him enough, so I should come back to live, and I still want to come back after my mother recovers from illness. Yes, so sooner or later is the same."

"Mr. Qiao may not think so." Gumani looked at her, then lowered her eyes.

Meng Yao's mobile phone placed by the dining table rang. She stretched her head to see that it was Qiao Yiyuan's video call, and a pink flower bloomed on her face.

(End of this chapter)