The time of the city

Chapter 205 Hate This Feeling

The aroma of tea wafted through the living room. He Qingqing picked up the purple clay teapot and slowly poured a cup of tea. The steaming aroma of tea rose in the air. She held the cup and handed it to Qiao Zhengrong, "Grandpa, try this tea. I bought it especially for you. If you like it, I'll buy you more."

Qiao Zhengrong took the teacup with great joy, took a sip, and then sighed contentedly, nodding repeatedly: "Good tea, good tea, Qingqing is so thoughtful."

"It should be, Grandpa."

At this time, Wu Kang rushed into the reception room and ran straight to Qiao Zhengrong, "Godfather, I have something to tell you."

Qiao Zhengrong's smile instantly turned into a frown, a flicker of displeasure in his eyes. His relaxed mood was disrupted by this sudden interruption. He glanced at Wu Kang and said in a deep voice, "Push me into the study, Qingqing too."

When He Qingqing heard her name, a light of surprise instantly lit up in her eyes and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Qiao Zhengrong didn't avoid talking to her, so he must have really treated her as his granddaughter-in-law. She was filled with joy, responded crisply, and followed him into the study excitedly.

In the study, the quiet air seemed to be filled with a hint of tension. Wu Kang steadied his breath and said, "Ever since I hypnotized Ah Feng last time, his mood has become much more stable. He's been working very hard at the company lately, often staying there to discuss several projects. He's also dealt with that troublesome friend of his."

When He Qingqing heard this, her smiling face turned pale in an instant, her whole body tensed up suddenly, and she subconsciously staggered back a big step.

"Are you scared?" Qiao Zhengrong looked at He Qingqing with a faint smile on his face. The light in the study was not too bright, and the dim halo made Qiao Zhengrong's face look a little gloomy.

He Qingqing waved her hands in panic, her voice trembling slightly: "No."

"That's good." Qiao Zhengrong nodded slightly and motioned Wu Kang to continue.

Wu Kang pulled out a stack of documents from his pocket, handed them to Qiao Zhengrong, and continued, "I didn't expect Ni Jiamu to really like Mo Yu. They were photographed together before, and the internet was abuzz with criticism, and no one from the Ni family came out to clarify. A few days ago, Ni Jiamu said online that Mo Yu had severed ties with the Ni family and that he liked Mo Yu. Unexpectedly, he managed to salvage some of his reputation, but Ni Jiamu has been gone for several days now, and Ni Yuantang is now in charge of the Ni family. People are saying that Ni Jiamu was expelled from the Ni family."

Qiao Zhengrong picked up a walnut and rolled it around in his hands, the walnuts clacking against each other and making a crisp sound. "Is Ni Yuantang willing to expel such an outstanding son? But this is a good thing. No matter how capable Ni Yuantang is, he's still no match for his son. He's too indecisive and not as decisive as Ni Jiamu. Mo Yu is really capable. She had Ah Feng completely captivated before, and now she's causing trouble for Ni Jiamu. It's true that no one in the Mo family is a good person."

He Qingqing, standing nearby, was completely bewildered. The Mo family? Qiao Zhengrong knew Mo Yu's family. Was there some grudge between them?

Seeing He Qingqing's thoughtful look, Qiao Zhengrong asked with a questioning look on his face, "Qingqing, what are you thinking about?"

When her name was called suddenly, He Qingqing trembled all over and her eyes were full of panic.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhengrong couldn't help but burst out laughing and jokingly said, "Qingqing is usually very courageous, why are you so timid now? You did the thing at the Golden Palace, didn't you? You dare to offend the Ni and Jin families, you must be very capable."

"How do you know?" He Qingqing widened her eyes and stared at Qiao Zhengrong.

Qiao Zhengrong laughed out loud again, his laughter echoing in the study, "Qingqing, have you forgotten who the owner of the Golden Palace is?"

When He Qingqing heard this, she pursed her lips, said nothing, and subconsciously lowered her head to avoid Qiao Zhengrong's gaze.

Qiao Zhengrong patted her shoulder gently, with a hint of warning in his tone: "You have some ability, but I don't want you to plot against A Feng."

He Qingqing raised her head quickly, her eyes full of sincerity: "I like Afeng, I really like him. When can you come home to discuss my marriage with my father?"

Qiao Zhengrong picked up a cup of tea, raised his head and drank it in one gulp. Then he said slowly, "You are a little impatient. What is your cousin's attitude? As long as he says in person that he will help Qiao's company deal with Ni's company, I can let Ah Feng marry you immediately."

When He Qingqing heard this, her fingers twisted together unconsciously. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "My cousin doesn't want to get involved in these fights. He still wants to cooperate with the Ni family."

The smile on Qiao Zhengrong's face froze instantly, and his eyes turned cold. After a moment's silence, he said coldly, "Let's discuss this later. Akang, send Qingqing out."

When He Qingqing heard this, she bit her lips tightly with her teeth until they turned white. She really hated this feeling.