The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 502

Madam Qiao, who was having breakfast, looked up at him, chewed and swallowed the food in her mouth slowly, and then said lightly, "Isn't this just in your favor."

"What hits my fancy, it's so ugly to say." Qiao Haiting stared at her slightly, then looked at the millet porridge in her bowl, and moved some of her favorite side dishes into her bowl with chopsticks.

"I don't like him playing figure skating, but seeing him being used by a girl can make me feel better? I don't know what kind of poison Meng Guoping put on him. Everyone is dead, and he is helping the Meng family to worry about it."

What he said made Mrs. Qiao feel quite funny, "What kind of scheming can a 20-year-old girl have, not to mention that she is a national athlete and a representative of positive energy."

"My wife, don't think things so simple, you will be deceived." He sighed helplessly.

"Then if you say that, I should also guard against you. You are a businessman, so you can do nothing without a business." She looked at him and continued to eat breakfast.

Qiao Haiting suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm your husband, can I lie to you? It's okay, I'm used to you like this, I like it. But ma'am, Meng Yao's mother, Chen Juan, became Meng Yao's coach as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, and kicked A Yuan away. On the other hand, is Meng Yao not kind? After all, it was A Yuan who taught Meng Yao, right?"

"Then what if Ah Yuan was kicked away willingly?" Mrs. Qiao asked him casually.

"Why is he willing?"

"It's nothing more than liking a man..." Mrs. Qiao stopped suddenly, and looked at Qiao Haiting with slightly open eyes.

Xiaoyuan likes Meng Yao?

"Impossible." She overturned, "I asked Xiao Yuan before, and he said no."

Qiao Haiting didn't take it seriously, "It's impossible, just try it and you'll know."

He didn't realize how pure Meng Yao's mind was.But a single slap can't make Meng Yao climb up, and it can only be blamed on Ai Wujiu, that boy of Ayuan.

"How to try?" Mrs. Qiao asked him, worried that Qiao Yiyuan would fall in love with Meng Yao for a long time.

"Try it and tell you the result. You call him to come back at noon and say that I have something to do with him."

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Don't worry that I will bully your sweetheart. The last time he came back for dinner, I expressed my opinion at the dinner table. If Meng Yao wins an Olympic medal, I admit that his dream is not meaningless. If he doesn't say anything, can you blame me? "

Mrs. Qiao didn't want to argue too much on this issue, so as not to go back to the topic related to Meng Yao. The question of whether Xiao Yuan liked Meng Yao was enough to annoy her.

In front of the kitchen processing table, Qiao Yiyuan was processing the pork belly in the pink apron left by Meng Yao, and then put it in the pot and turned on the gas.

Just after washing his hands, the mobile phone in the living room rang. Qiao Yiyuan turned around and walked out calmly. He came to the coffee table and picked up the mobile phone. When he saw that it was Mrs. Qiao calling, he connected it.

"mom."

"Your father has something to look for you, and asked you to come back at noon."

"Not at noon, but dinner is fine." Yaoyao can't miss the appointment when she comes to eat, not to mention it's been nearly ten days since the last time we met, and it's been a long time since I hugged and kissed her.

"Then you remember to come back."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yiyuan turned back to the kitchen, went to the refrigerator and opened the door, thinking about what to cook, finally closed the door, found a thick cookbook from the study, and came out to study dishes that he hadn't learned.

When it was time for lunch, Meng Yao sneaked out of the Star Club while Chen Juan was not paying attention, and then hailed a taxi to leave.

Chen Juan saw it.

Recently, Meng Yao's weird behavior has long made Chen Juan suspicious and concerned, and now she leaves without saying a word.

Looking at the direction in which the taxi left, Chen Juan was thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)