This incident has really passed for a long time, almost eight years have passed, but Mr. Cui still dare not think about it.

"Cui Chuan, stop! If you continue to pester like this, you will only make her hate you even more!" Mrs. Qiao really felt powerless, as if no matter how she persuaded him, it would not work.

They had a great effort to save him, and she kept him by her side over the years and prevented him from leaving the British house.

But he really has the patience to pretend to be honest in front of you for eight years, just to escape from his own supervision one day and run back.

Cui Yi didn't know whether she should admire her second brother's forbearance and scheming, or she should regret her carelessness.

It's been eight years, and she really didn't expect that after eight years, he would still be thinking about Xiao Ai.

How deep love is, I have never forgotten it for so many years.

Just before the call came, Cui Yi always thought that her second brother was going back to seek revenge on Xiao Ai.

But now she felt that maybe her second brother hated Xiao Ai, but that kind of hatred was based on love.

I just hope he is not too extreme, otherwise he will really be in trouble.

Once his son wants to kill him for Xiao Ai, he really doesn’t know what to do?

Both are her relatives, of course, in her heart, her son is the most important.

"Hate is also a kind of emotion, and I also want to know why she hates me so much!" After Mr. Cui said that, he hung up the phone.

This is his commonly used mobile phone number. He called Xiao Ai before, all of them were bought by him temporarily from someone else.

Once used, he will throw it away.

When Mrs. Qiao heard the sound of the disconnection, she was so angry that she threw her phone heavily out.

He reached out and stroked his forehead and kept paced back and forth. Mr. Cui's stubbornness made her uneasy and strongly uneasy.

The phone, which was thrown to the ground and the machine case was separated, suddenly rang again at this time.

Mrs. Qiao was slightly surprised. She knew that it must be called by her son.

At this time, she didn't know whether she should answer her son's call. What should she say if she answered?

She hadn't thought it through for a while, so she could only stop answering her son's call.

Her mind was very confused at this moment, and she seemed to be unable to think about problems normally for a while.

I called Master Tao with the landline on the table. At this time, she needed someone who was also familiar with her and could give her advice.

"Is it easy for you to speak now?" Mrs. Qiao said after the phone was connected.

"What's wrong?" Master Tao felt something bad had happened. He heard that there was no calmness and calmness in her voice.

"He'er already knows that my second brother is still alive, and they may still talk." Mrs. Qiao said in a deep breath.

"Na He'er called you to ask?" asked Master Tao.

As soon as he spoke, Master Tao heard the sound of a car coming downstairs.

He frowned, hid in the curtain and looked down. The car had entered the yard of his villa.

And that domineering and awe-inspiring car seemed to be like its owner, embodying an unparalleled nobility, which was the special car that Qiao Minghe usually rides.

"He'er is here, he may ask me to call you. No matter what, don't answer any of us without thinking about how to respond to him." As he said that, Master Tao quickly hung up the phone and quickly deleted the call record just now.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning at this moment, and Master Tao simply lay on the bed and pretended to be still sleeping.

He heard the sound of going upstairs outside the room, and knew that it was Qiao Minghe who brought people up.

The bodyguards in the villa will let go, but naturally they know Qiao Minghe, and with his current identity, if they don’t let go, they probably will take out a gun and break through.

Qiao Minghe came outside Master Tao’s door and did not break in directly.

After all, the other party is also an elder. Even if Qiao Minghe is angry and has any questions, he will try his best to control himself and not be rude until there is no conclusive evidence.

When Master Tao heard the knock on the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought Qiao Minghe would kick open his room door with anger.

"Who?" Master Tao's voice was filled with the irritation and impatientness of having just woken up by the noise.

"It's me!" Qiao Minghe's voice was so deep that he had no emotions.

Master Tao's voice immediately became gentle: "Is it He'er! Come in quickly!"

Qiao Minghe opened the door and came in. Master Tao’s bedroom was not an ensuite, there was no living room, it was just a bedroom.

Master Tao also took advantage of Qiao Minghe's opening door and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Seeing Qiao Minghe, who was tall and tall, like an emperor, appearing in front of him with a resentment, Mo Fan and a few bodyguards followed him. Master Tao, who was slightly relieved just now, suddenly jumped in his heart.

He actually brought the bodyguards directly in. This was the first time they had followed him with the bodyguards when they were talking since they had begun.

It seems that once he feels any clues during the conversation for a while, he may unceremoniously ignore his past concerns and use tough measures.

Master Tao has lived for so many years, so he is naturally a person with a deep deep family.

He didn't realize this, and Ci smiled and said, "Why did you come here so early? Did something happen to Xiao Ai?"

"No!" Qiao Minghe glanced at the bedroom and said, "Let's go to your study to talk."

After saying that, he turned around first and walked out.

Master Tao did not stay for a long time and followed Qiao Minghe to the study.

At this moment, he was still wearing a nightgown and didn't even have time to change his clothes.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to change, but that he doesn’t want to waste time, making Qiao Minghe think he is intentionally thinking about something.

When he arrived at the study, Master Tao pointed to the set of genuine leather sofas inside. This was the same sofa in Qiao Minghe's study.

When Qiao Minghe went abroad, he took a fancy to him, and then asked Mo Fan to order all the only three sets back.

One group is in Qiao Minghe's study, one group is in Cui Lao Villa's study, and one group is in his own place.

Thinking of the past, Master Tao felt that before Bai Xiaoai appeared, they had always had a good relationship and were very close.

Qiao Minghe walked over and sat down. Master Tao picked up the phone on the coffee table and wanted to call the servant to prepare coffee to deliver it.

As soon as his finger touched the microphone, Qiao Minghe's slender hand reached over, stopping his intention to make a phone call.

"Let the servant bring coffee!" Master Tao said with a gentle smile.

"No need!" As he said that, Qiao Minghe looked at the bodyguard behind him, and then someone turned around and went downstairs to ask the servant to prepare coffee.

At this time, Master Tao could no longer pretend to be normal.

He pretended to frowned slightly, and looked at Qiao Minghe, who was sitting opposite him but was as noble as a king.

Since childhood, they knew that this child must be a person who will achieve great things when he grows up.

As expected, Qiao Minghe was in charge of Qiao's family for just a few years and became the richest man on the wealth list.

When I was a child, I didn’t think that when I grew up, it might be because he was too strong and too powerful. Master Tao would feel a faint pressure when he talked to him several times.

"He'er, what do you mean?" Master Tao's voice was slightly angry, but he didn't dare to ask with a hint of questioning.

Qiao Minghe did not immediately respond to him, but Mo Fan beside him knew what the president meant and said with a smile: "Master Tao, our president wants to use your phone."

Master Tao's eyes flashed slightly. Fortunately, before Qiao Minghe came, he and Mrs. Qiao were on the phone.

Master Tao quickly took out his cell phone, but did not hand it over to Qiao Minghe.

Instead, he asked him: "What do you want my phone?"

Qiao Minghe felt that there was no need to hide it at this time. He pursed his thin lips and said, "I just used your phone to call my mother. Uncle Tao, you don't have to be nervous!"

Master Tao smiled when he heard this.

"Why am I nervous when you call your mother? If you want to call, just call!" Master Tao gave Qiao Minghe his phone, but he seemed to be very confused and asked more: "But why do you have to use my phone to call? Do you also believe the rumors from that year?"

Qiao Minghe curled his lips slightly, and the smile on his handsome face couldn't tell the difference between joy, anger, sorrow and happiness: "What rumor?"

Master Tao lowered his eyes and sighed deeply, "Your mother and I grew up together, but I always think she is my sister, that's all."

Qiao Minghe took the phone and pressed the number on the screen with his slender fingers.

"I know this!" The phone seemed to be pulled over, and a beeping sound came.

Qiao Minghe felt that Master Tao was pretending to be nervous.

"Uncle Tao, why did you suddenly raise the groundless rumors many years ago? Are you trying to divert my attention or hide your every move at this time? In fact, you have known the purpose of my coming here for a long time?" Qiao Minghe listened to the beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and he began to suspect that his mother must have spoken with Master Tao just now.

Mrs. Qiao also quickly called and sent someone to a domestic telecommunications company to delete the phone call she had just called.

In this way, even if the son has any doubts, he will not be able to check it.

Seeing the phone falling to the ground keep ringing, Mrs. Qiao's eyes twitched.

She is more aware of her son's style of conduct. If she finds something wrong, he may use violence against Master Tao.

Her son is an extremely heartless person. She wonders if one day her son knows what he has done, would he really refuse her mother and come to deal with her?

After a long time, the other party didn't answer.

Qiao Minghe hung up the phone, his eyes slightly sank, raised his eyes and looked at Master Tao sitting opposite him.

"It seems you've already spoken!" Qiao Minghe's thin lips curled slightly, but his smile gradually became colder.

"What does it mean?" Master Tao looked confused, with a hint of obvious surprise in his black eyes.
Chapter completed!