"Alright, I’m fine here, you guys can leave if you have things to do. I’m going to rest now, Xiao Zhang will stay with ,"
the old man said as he told them to leave. Hearing that the old man wanted to rest, Qiao Xu naturally wouldn’t stay and disturb, so he nodded in agreent.
After saying goodbye to the old man, Qiao Xu left the hospital with Lu Moqing.
"Sorry, President Lu. I ca here in Uncle Zhang’s car and can’t give you a ride,"
After saying that, he quickly walked toward the roadside, not wanting to be too close to Lu Moqing.
Facing her cold attitude, Lu Moqing didn’t care, just following her slowly.
Qiao Xu glanced at Lu Moqing and quickly looked away, not wanting to talk with him.
It was Lu Moqing who spoke first: "Did you co back this ti specifically for President Qiao’s wedding?"
Although Qiao Sheng was Qiao Xu’s father, Qiao Xu has always looked down on him and didn’t like people ntioning him, especially if it was Lu Moqing.
Qiao Xu’s face showed a hint of irritation, saying, "You think too much. What does the marriage of your future father-in-law have to do with ?"
Upon hearing the words "future father-in-law," Lu Moqing’s face darkened. How could he not understand the aning of Qiao Xu’s words?
Did this woman feel restless unless she put him with Su Rou on the sa side?
"Qiao Xu, you always say that you don’t really care about the relationship between Su Rou and on the surface, but do you really not care inside?"
Lu Moqing looked at Qiao Xu with a serious expression and asked in a deep voice.
The color on Qiao Xu’s face declined slightly, and his heart seed to be pierced by Lu Moqing’s words, as if making him feel guilty.
Under the sharp gaze of Lu Moqing as if it could penetrate her heart, Qiao Xu felt a little at a loss, but her face still maintained a calm attitude.
Then, she laughed and said, "If I cared, why would I divorce President Lu?"
The mont she ntioned the word "divorce," Qiao Xu regretted it, afraid that she had reminded Lu Moqing of Qiao Yi’s child custody issue.
She was annoyed at being disturbed by Lu Moqing’s words, and just then, a car arrived. She walked up to it without a second thought, trying to leave before Lu Moqing could understand her thoughts.
She just opened the door, but Lu Moqing caught it. Qiao Xu looked back at him coldly, "What’s the matter, President Lu? You’re not so rude as to fight a woman for a car, are you?"
"Of course not,"
Lu Moqing pursed his lips, smiled slightly, ignoring the coldness on Qiao Xu’s face, and said, "I just want President Qiao to give a ride too."
"Sorry, it’s not on the way,"
Qiao Xu refused without hesitation.
"You know where I’m going? How can you be sure it’s not on the way?"
A light smile still lingered on Lu Moqing’s lips, but his deep, quiet eyes carried a aning that was not to be denied. He got in the car before Qiao Xu could say anything.
"Lu Moqing!"
"Are we leaving or not? I’m in a hurry!"
The driver waiting in the front got impatient and spoke up.
With taxis arriving one after another behind them, Qiao Xu couldn’t afford to waste ti, so she gritted her teeth and got into the car.
"Where to?"
The driver asked from the front.
Qiao Xu told the driver her hotel address and ignored Lu Moqing, then closed her eyes and leaned back without making a sound.
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