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Chapter 419. What are they after?
Chapter 419: 419. What are they after?
Of course, she didn’t have the mood to pay attention to him, and turned around to continue teasing the kitten.
Lu Moqing saw that she didn’t directly throw the cat away and leave just because the kitten was his, and his heart was suddenly filled with joy.
Xuxu actually... didn’t really reject him.
Thinking like this, the smile on the corner of Lu Moqing’s lips began to rise little by little, unable to suppress it.
Seeing that Qiao Er was able to make his wife happy, he temporarily let go of the fact that it had taken advantage of his wife just now, and even generously stroked Qiao Er’s little head and then scratched its chin.
For the little kitty, this was undoubtedly a very comfortable gesture.
The round big eyes narrowed in comfort, and even let out a few comfortable meows.
Qiao Xu was amused by the adorable and soft appearance of the cat, and even involuntarily forgot who the person standing beside her was.
Naturally, she didn’t notice the soft gaze that landed on her face from the man beside her, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted.
"Dad, what are you looking at?"
In the study room on the second floor, Qiao Chong’er saw Grandpa Qiao standing by the window, smiling and looking downstairs, and she curiously approached.
She immediately saw the close-standing former couple in the distance, the man tall and handsome, the woman delicate and beautiful, plus an explosively cute kitten, the picture was so sweet it made people bleed from the nose.
Seeing Grandpa Qiao pointing at the couple, he said: "Tell me, they were a perfectly good couple, but they had to divorce, what do you think they’re after?"
Qiao Chong’er looked at the two of them with envy in her eyes.
"Yeah, what are they after."
Qiao Chong’er’s tone was filled with a touch of regret, seeing her niece and nephew-in-law look like that, her eyes were also filled with a subtle envy.
She and Xiao Yi had been married for more than twenty years, and they had been a loving couple the whole time. Although his income wasn’t as high as hers, she didn’t mind, as long as she felt happy in her life.
Now in her forties, her days were still carefree, and her friends all said that it was thanks to Xiao Yi’s pampering that she had such a carefree temperament.
She herself thought so too, but it turns out that it wasn’t like that at all.
Thinking of this, Qiao Chong’er let out a cold laugh, her eyes icy cold.
On the other side, Qiao Xu, who was laughing uncontrollably from being teased by Qiao Er, finally noticed something was wrong.
Glancing sideways at the man standing beside her with an unusually gentle expression, she frowned and said, "What brings you to the Qiao family?"
Lu Moqing’s soft smile at the corner of his mouth instantly stiffened, and a touch of displeasure appeared in the depths of his eyes.
He originally wanted to say that it was the Old Master who had called him over, but when the words reached his lips, he hooked his lips and said with a smile, "Grandpa called me over, isn’t that what you wanted?"
Qiao Xu looked at him, her eyebrows knitted slightly, knowing that her grandpa wanted to bring the two of them together.
Although she hadn’t blocked all of Lu Moqing’s ways to move forward, she couldn’t do it, at least not right now when she couldn’t be with Lu Moqing without any barriers.
She directly ignored Lu Moqing’s ridicule just now and coldly snorted, "I didn’t expect Grandpa to be so kind to you."
"Isn’t it all for your sake?"
He playfully moved closer to Qiao Xu, and the next moment, a fluffy thing was stuffed into his face.
"Here’s your son back."
After saying that, she had already left the backyard and was walking towards the house.
Lu Moqing looked at the fluffy thing he was holding in his hand, and then at Qiao Xu’s retreating figure, and couldn’t help but laugh helplessly while standing there.
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