The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 530 Xiaoyao is excellent in my heart

Chapter 530 Xiaoyao is excellent in my heart

"Yes." Mrs. Qiao also answered him directly, "I originally planned to see her, but now it seems unnecessary."

Qiao Yiyuan lowered his head slightly, let out a long and soothing breath, looked up at Mrs. Qiao, "I want to know what misunderstanding Mom has about Xiaoyao, just solve it." Then he added, "As a son, I hope to get Mom's greatest blessing." Then he held her shoulder with his right hand, expressing his inner desire.

The mother-child relationship between Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Yiyuan is slightly deeper than that of the other three sons. It does not mean that the relationship with the other three sons is not good, but because Qiao Yiyuan is the son who is closest to her and can see several times a year. When you miss your son, you can go to Qiao Yiyuan to comfort you.

"Xiaoyuan, mom doesn't want to lie to you. Her family background alone has already made mom disagree. Parents gave her parentage. Mom has no right to be dissatisfied or disgusted, but mom has the right to disagree."

"My son is so good, why should he be matched with such an ordinary girl? I can't figure it out, and I can't accept it. The son I have spent so much time cultivating has his heart stolen by such an unremarkable girl. I This feeling of being a mother is really... Please understand, I really can't accept it. "

"Or I can tell you this way, when you become a father and raise your daughter to be excellent, but her daughter falls in love with a boy who is actually very ordinary, whether you can be happy is a problem, and you will feel the same as your mother."

After listening to her words, Qiao Yiyuan remained silent for a long time, and finally said to her with a heavy heart, "Mom, I really can't understand your mood now, but I know you are sad, and you have the right to be sad."

"Xiaoyao is excellent in my heart. She is not inconspicuous. She is very dazzling. She has done things that many people have failed to do. The most important thing is that I share the same dreams and goals with her, which can also be said to be Shared dreams and goals brought me closer to her..."

"Stop talking." Mrs. Qiao interrupted him annoyedly, took a deep breath and calmed down before continuing, "The reason why you brought her to Shibo for inspection is because she has made contributions to the country and is with you It’s nothing to do. I’m here today, and I’ll go home for dinner when I’m free.”

The sound of high heels sounded.

Looking at Mrs. Qiao's back as she drifted away, Qiao Yiyuan put one hand into his trouser pocket, lowered his head, pursed his thin lips and breathed out, then looked up, and there was no sign of Mrs. Qiao in the corridor.

In the elevator, Mrs. Qiao was a little distracted. More and more people came in. She was squeezed into a corner, thinking about frames of Qiao Yiyuan's childhood.

Meng Yao's ward was a suite. Qiao Yiyuan went in and saw that there was no one in the hall, and the door of the ward was closed. This kind of moment happens every day in Russia, and after experiencing it a few times, he can understand it.

He went to the chair next to him and sat down. After he calmed down, he thought about what Mrs. Qiao said.

"..."

In the ward, Chen Juan helped Meng Yao get rid of her lower body, and then covered her with a quilt.

"Mom, do you smell the smell in the room?" Meng Yao suddenly asked Chen Juan.

"Stupid child, it's all a little bit okay." Chen Juan was annoyed, she turned and went into the bathroom, and the sound of water could be heard.

After hearing this, Meng Yao immediately thought of Qiao Yiyuan, and yelled into the bathroom, "Then what should we do when Fourth Brother Qiao comes back?"

Qiao Yiyuan in the outside room heard her words and turned his head to look at the door of the ward. The conversation between the mother and daughter continued inside——

(End of this chapter)

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