Spoiled by My Possessive CEO

After listening to what Qiao Minghe said, Qiao Meiling only felt headache.

"I can't get in touch with your dad right now, hale. Do you have your dad's number?" Qiao Meiling asked quickly.

She doesn't know the relationship between Qiao Siqing and Qiao Minghe, otherwise she would not be so silly to put all the responsibility on Qiao Minghe's father Qiao Shibo.

"I didn't. maybe he's got the news. Hide!" Qiao Minghe said calmly.

Qiao Meiling didn't dare to stay any longer. So many years ago, she joined hands with her eldest brother to kill her second brother, which was the last pain she wanted to mention in her life.

She quickly turned around and went out. As she went to the villa, she was thinking about how it was discovered by Qiao Minghe.

Is the second elder brother Qiao Siqing still alive?

Qiao Meiling is really afraid. If he is still alive, it is obvious that he will come back for revenge.

When she got back to the villa, she was in bad shape.

She doesn't even want to stay in the manor. She wants to go back to Ji Qing and let him help her.

The heart is too chaotic, too chaotic, too panic!

After seeing Qiao Meiling, Qiao Minghe picked up his little son from the crib and went back to the bedroom.

Xiao AI still didn't wake up. He put his son to sleep next to Xiao AI, then went to open the letter and read it carefully from beginning to end.

Although Qiao Meiling has admitted that there is indeed Qiao Siqing, why does not even her mother know about Qiao Siqing except her grandfather and Qiao Meiling.

Even after her mother married into Qiao's family, Qiao Siqing was killed, but there were some people in Qiao's family before. For her mother who had a good family background at that time, she could not marry in at will without knowing Qiao's family situation!

And for so many years, I've never heard of a successor of Qiao family, named Qiao Siqing.

It seems that Josephine exists only in the mouth of a few of them.

And the last paragraph written by my grandfather, girl, what he did to the girl, why he used such serious words as "hurt the heaven and harm the reason".

Just thinking, someone pulled his clothes behind him.

Turning around, it was little AI who woke up.

"Hungry?" Qiao Minghe put down the letter and asked in a warm voice.

Xiao AI nodded slightly and fell asleep. The previous shyness was gone.

"Do you want to eat in the room or downstairs?"

"Downstairs!" Xiao AI said silently.

After Xiao AI gets dressed, Qiao Minghe doesn't want to pick up his son who is sleeping comfortably, so he asks pan Shuang to come in and watch.

He took AI downstairs to dinner.

Before going downstairs, he put all the things in the wooden box into Xiao AI's safe.

"Is grandfather awake?" AI asked Qiao Minghe.

"I woke up before, went downstairs, had a meal, and went back to my room." Said Qiao Minghe.

Looking at no one around, Xiao AI wrote on the writing board: "in the afternoon, I saw my grandfather cry."

"Eh?" Qiao Minghe was slightly surprised to see the words written by Xiao AI.

"As soon as I saw that picture, my grandfather cried so much that I could see that he really missed him. By the way, did you ask the lady? Does she know Josephine? " Xiao AI wrote.

"No, she hasn't heard of it." Said Qiao Minghe.

"But this person obviously exists, otherwise there would not be that picture. By the way, that picture looks very much like you. " Xiao AI wrote again.

Qiao Minghe only looked at the letter in the wooden box, but didn't see the photo. The photo was in Xiao AI's coat pocket in the afternoon.

"What picture?" Asked Qiao Minghe.

"I'll show it to you upstairs later. I forgot to say it before." Xiao AI wrote.

Qiao Minghe nodded slightly: "good!"

The servants brought up the food respectfully and then backed down.

When Xiao AI and Qiao Minghe go upstairs together after dinner, they find that Xiao Er has been carried to her room by Mrs. Qiao.

Qiao Minghe didn't say anything. It has become a habit for Mrs. Qiao to take care of her children in the evening.

"Young master, Xiao AI, then I'll go out too!" Pan Shuang said.

Xiao AI smiles and nods. Pan Shuang goes out.

After walking over and closing the door, Xiao AI goes to the wardrobe to find the overcoat she wore in the afternoon.

But I couldn't find that picture.

"Strange, I put it in my pocket this afternoon." AI turns his head and looks at Qiao Minghe.

"You don't mean that my grandfather cried when he saw that picture. Did he come in and take it?" Qiao Minhe guessed.

After such a reminder, Xiao AI also thinks it is possible.

"Let's go and have a look!" Xiao AI said silently.

"Good!" Qiao Minghe took the little woman's hand and went out to the old man's room.

When I pushed the door in, I saw my grandfather sitting on the soft carpet with the photo in his hand.His whole state seemed to be free of soul, and his face was full of tears.

"Grandfather!" Qiao Minghe strode over and tried to help his grandfather up from the ground, but he just sat on the ground like that, and no one helped him.

"Grandfather!" Xiao AI also walked past, but what she called out was silent, and the old man couldn't hear her.

Qiao Minghe stretched out his hand to take the photo from the old man's hand, but the old man suddenly became nervous, and the other hand tightly protected the photo.

AI see, quickly pacify the old man.

He reached out and patted the old man on the back. He wanted to say something, but there was no sound, so he looked at Qiao Minghe.

"Grandfather, your girl wants to see the picture in your hand, won't you show it to her?" Qiao Minghe is a good seducer.

The old man listened to Qiao Minghe's words and looked up at Xiao AI.

"Do you want to see it?"

AI nodded.

Joe became clever all of a sudden, but his eyes were still full of sadness.

He gave the photo to Xiao AI. After Xiao AI had a look, he gave it to Qiao Minghe.

Looking at the high spirited man in the photo, Qiao Minghe's black eyes narrowed slightly.

Indeed, as Xiao AI said, it's a bit similar to himself, and it's also a bit similar to Qiao.

It seems that this man is definitely grandfather's own son and Qiao's own brother.

"Grandfather, can you tell the girl and me who is in this picture?" Qiao Minghe squatted down and looked at his grandfather.

Mr. Qiao heard Qiao Minghe's voice and looked up at him.

After looking at it for a long time, Xiao AI could not help but feel strange, but Mr. Qiao suddenly said: "Hal, he is your own father."

This matter, Qiao Ming Hepburn saw in the letter, at this time, grandfather said, he would not have been surprised.

But the tone and attitude of his grandfather's words at this time, just like this is really a fact, Qiao Minghe obviously thinks that his grandfather's words are very shocking.

"Grandfather, why do you say he's my father? Isn't my father Joe?" Qiao Minghe asked his grandfather again.

"The World Expo, Joe?" Joe's face sank when he heard the name.

"Qiao! "The World Expo When the old man repeated the name again, he was gnashing his teeth. There was a strong hatred in his wet eyes.

"Grandfather!" When Qiao Ming Hutton felt that the old man was in a little unstable mood, he quickly comforted him and said, "grandfather, we won't mention that man. Let's play games together."

He heard that Qiao Meiling often teaches the old man to play games recently, and the old man has a good time, so she wants to divert the old man's attention.

Hearing the game, the old man shook his head.

At this time, as if nothing could mention his interest in general.

"Grandfather, why don't I help you to bed and have a rest? Maybe you can see your son in your dream." Qiao Minghe comforted.

This sentence is effective, the old man immediately believed, quickly nodded.

After he left the bed with him, he didn't cover the bed.

Until the old man fell asleep, his steady snoring came from his ear.

Qiao Minghe took Xiao AI back to his room.

"It seems that Josephine really exists, and grandfather likes his little son very much. But is he really your real father? " Xiao AI wrote on the tablet.

Qiao Minhe shook his head slightly: "maybe!"

Xiao AI found out that Qiao Minghe was a little shocked after he knew it at the beginning, but now he is basically in a very calm state and doesn't care.

Perhaps, in Qiao Minghe's eyes, it doesn't matter who his father is.

Maybe it's because he only followed his grandfather since he was a child, and his mother seldom came back. Even that Qiao Shibo didn't come back to see him.

Xiao AI didn't go out again these days. She was always with the old man.

In order to let the old man temporarily forget Jos engine, Xiao AI takes advantage of the old man's inattention and hides the photo of Jos engine.

At the beginning, the old man was still searching everywhere, crying like a child.

He looked at Xiao AI who had been with him all the time, and said with tears in his eyes, "girl, you won't want me any day, will you?"

Xiao AI looks at the old man in front of him. He has a noble status, but he feels helpless and lonely.

She shook her head and said silently, "no

It seems that he understood Xiao AI's lips, and the old man held his face which seemed to have been changing for some years with his hands. He cried even more, and he was a little sad.

Xiao AI was a little impatient for a moment, and wanted to find the picture several times.

"What's the matter?" When Mrs. Qiao heard the old man's cry outside, she felt strange and came in with her grandson in her arms.

"What's the matter, old man? At this age, I cry like a child. " Mrs. Qiao looked at Mr. Qiao's pain and remorse, and she took a subconscious puff from the corner of her eyes.I don't think the old man is sick. What's the matter? Otherwise, how can I have such an attitude towards Xiao AI?

Xiao AI can't speak, can't respond to Mrs. Joe.

But Mrs. Qiao gave the child to Xiao AI and said to her, "take the child downstairs! I'll be with you

Xiao AI was a little worried, but she left with her baby in her arms.

Mrs. Qiao saw Xiao AI go out and quickly closed the door.

She looked at the old man who was still crying, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "what's the matter with you, old man? Did you think of something? "

The old man didn't speak, but he was in better condition. He took away his hand and looked at Mrs. Qiao.

But Mrs. Qiao seemed uneasy to remind: "old man, no matter what you think of, you have to remember one thing. You can't let hel know."

It's just that Mr. Qiao is so stunned.