Master's Million Blind Wife

Downstairs, Qiao An unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. Huo Chengzhou lowered the window and waved at her, "Sleep early."    

Qiao An nodded, "Got it. Bye."    

Huo Chengzhou was silent for a while and said in a serious tone, "Give me some time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I should take you out..."    

"What?"    

Huo Chengzhou smiled. His eyes were full of gentleness. "Of course to complete the missing step."    

Qiao An's face turned red. "Why are you in such a hurry?"    

Separated by a car and the street lights were not particularly bright, Huo Chengzhou did not see Qiao An's face. He only smiled. "How can I not be in a hurry? I am afraid that you will change your mind after returning to the country."    

Qiao An said,... "I am such a fickle person."    

Huo Chengzhou laughed in a low voice and said the truth, "It is mainly because I am a little impatient."    

He could not wait to have an identity, he could not wait to hold your hand, he could not wait to kiss you, even if it was just the forehead...    

Qiao An was about to say something when someone behind her shouted, "Anan..."    

It was Shen Yijia.    

Qiao An was shocked and quickly waved at Huo Chengzhou, "Let's go."    

Huo Chengzhou saw Shen Yijia walking towards them a few steps away. He nodded slightly and got on the window. He stepped on the accelerator and the car quickly left.    

Shen Yijia quickly walked over and looked in the direction of the car. He asked in confusion, "Who sent you back?"    

Qiao An scratched her head. "About that... a friend."    

"Is that so..." Shen Yijia's gaze had yet to recover from the direction of the car. "Strange. Why do I think I saw Huo Chengzhou? Didn't he send you back?"    

Qiao An shrugged slightly and did not deny it. She only asked, "Do you think he can drive?"    

This sentence was not an affirmative tone and did not give an answer. It would not be awkward when it was exposed later.    

At least Qiao An felt that it was not a lie.    

Cough cough.    

Qiao An felt that she was also lying to herself. Shen Yijia might get angry later.    

However, she did not have the time to think about it now.    

Shen Yijia looked at Qiao An in confusion when he heard her. "That's right..."    

Qiao An quickly changed the topic. "Brother, it is so late. Why did you come down?"    

"You didn't pick up the call just now. No one answered when I knocked on your door. I was worried, so I came down to take a look." Shen Yijia explained.    

Qiao An took out her phone from her bag and saw Shen Yijia's missed calls.    

She stuck out her tongue and said, "My phone accidentally turned silent... I'm sorry, big brother. "    

"It's good that you're alright. I'm mainly worried about you. This place isn't peaceful." Shen Yijia said meaningfully, "Don't come back so late in the future."    

"I know." Qiao An held Shen Yijia's arm. "Let's go, brother. Let's go upstairs."    

Shen Yijia smiled. "Let's go upstairs."    

...    

Huaxia, Yining Hospital.    

When Yem Qiaoyu arrived, Fong Qiaoqiao was peeling an apple for her mother Fong Ju as she spoke.    

There was a crack the size of a palm on the door of the ward. He could hear the conversation between the two.    

"Mom, later during the consultation, there will be a friend of Mr Feng coming over to help me. He is currently overseas and will not be able to come back for a while."    

"He went overseas?" Fong Ju's eyes were full of gratification. "I feel that this child has a promising future. You have to grasp it."    

Fong Qiaoqiao pursed her lips. "Mom, look at what you said. Mr Feng might not be interested in me... Our small family... "    

"With your Aunt Qing around, how can Huo Feng not listen to her mother?"    

Fong Ju had a look of relief. "Furthermore, I have observed her during this period of time. My daughter is not any worse than the girls in this big city."    

Fong Qiaoqiao's face turned red. "Alright, Mom, don't let Mr Feng's friends hear it. It is very embarrassing..."    

Fong Ju smiled. "You are shy, kid!"    

Yem Qiaoyu, who was outside the door, laughed softly. His eyes flashed with understanding. It turned out that the door was deliberately opened to make it easier for him to hear.    

This thought made him a microphone?