"Dad, I'm planning to visit the military area every weekend from now on." Qiao Jiaying said.
"Good, I'll arrange it for you," Qiao Yonghui agreed immediately, "By the way, wife, did you take care of that matter?"
Song Jia smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's already been sent. There will be a result by tomorrow."
"Hmm, good," Qiao Yonghui nodded.
If Jian Xi wasn't his daughter, the Nan Family would definitely cancel the marriage. In that case, Qiao Jiaying would have an even better chance.
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Apartment
Jian Xi prepared two dishes and a soup, carried them on a tray, and was ready to bring them to Nan Mufeng's house.
She rang the doorbell twice, but no one answered, so she used her key to open the door.
"Click—"
As soon as the door opened, Nan Mufeng came out. He had just taken a shower, his white bathrobe loosely tied around his waist, his bronzed chest still speckled with water droplets, exuding a virile charm.
Oh, the temptation...
