From the side, Qiao Xu couldn't help but frown, but then he heard Qiao Yi say: "Only one woman since childhood, is it Aunt Su Rou? Then you must cherish her more, I can't let my mommy be your mistress."
Lu Moqing: "..."
He really wanted to kill this little brat.
Qiao Xu looked at the iron-faced angry Lu Moqing, feeling good and curling her lips with an onlooker's attitude.
Lu Moqing inadvertently looked up at her and happened to catch her not yet withdrawn smile, full of schadenfreude, even more annoying than this little brat in front of him.
Seeing Lu Moqing's gaze coming, Qiao Xu's smile suddenly froze.
Lu Moqing stood up in front of Qiao Yi, his tall body blocking Qiao Xu, his indifferent eyes narrowing slightly.
"President Qiao seems to be in a very good mood today?"
Qiao Xu didn't know what Lu Moqing meant by this, and replied indifferently, "Not bad."
"Why don't we have a good talk about what we were supposed to discuss the other day?"
