Just as he was interrupted, Qiao Xuanduo glared at Qiao Jing with dissatisfaction.

Qiao Jing's excitement instantly subsided, and he lowered his head a little scared.

Back then, after they met Chen Yang, Qiao Xuan was becoming more and more strict with Qiao Jing, and he would beat him if he didn't do it directly.

In the past two years, Qiao Jing has been beaten by his father.

"You let it go first!"

When Qiao Xuan saw his fearful look, he felt a little embarrassed and didn't want to be too strict with him anymore. He waved his hand and said, "If there is nothing else, go out!"

"Father, I have one more thing. Can the marriage between Wan'er and Qian'er be suspended first..."

But before Qiao Jing said he wanted it, Qiao Xuan said seriously: "Why should I pause?"

"because……"

Qiao Jing found that he couldn't tell the reason.

"Go down, don't mention this matter again." Qiao Xuan was not angry anymore.

Qiao Jing relaxed all over, thinking that it was not that he didn't want to say good things, but that his father didn't give him a chance, so he couldn't blame him for this.

Seeing Qiao Jing leave, Qiao Xuan was curiously picking up the paper with "Happy Rain in Spring Night" and looking at it. His face instantly became exciting.

"Impossible, how could he write such a good poem!"

Qiao Xuan quickly picked up another piece of paper and slowly started to recite: "The big roc rises with the wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles!"

After reading this sentence, he widened his eyes in surprise. If he continued to look, he was even more shocked.

"Come on, go and call Qiao Jing in!" Qiao Xuan shouted.

Qiao Jing asked his sister to change the poem before, and Qiao Xuan knew about it, but he didn't care too much about it, because this son really regretted that he was not strong enough.

Now these two poems are so high that it is obvious that Qiao Wan can't modify them, let alone write them by Qiao Jing. He was wondering if there is such a genius in his mansion?

After a while, Qiao Jing stood in front of his father again and asked carefully: "Father, what's wrong? It's that poem..."

"snort!"

Qiao Xuan glared at him and said sternly: "Tell me, where did you come from these two poems?"

Isn't it discovered anything?

Qiao Jing was sweating coldly in an instant and hesitated: "Of course it was me... I wrote it!"

"Are you sure?" Qiao Xuan asked questioningly.

"No... it was Wan'er who wrote it for me. I know my father was wrong!" Qiao Jing quickly brought his sister out to blame him.

"Even Wan'er can't write such a good poem."

Qiao Xuan asked, "Who did you ask for to write it?"

Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Father, are these two poems very good?"

Qiao Xuan was immediately amused and laughed. It turned out that this bastard didn't know the quality of Shi at all, so he just used it to deal with him. How could the son he gave birth to be so cowardly and useless?

"I...I can't say it!" Qiao Jing lowered his head and said.

"Whoever helps you write poetry, will he keep it confidential?" Qiao Xuan asked again.

Qiao Jing nodded repeatedly. He wanted to say it, but he was worried about Chen Yang's punishment.

"That person is in our mansion?" Qiao Xuan asked.

Qiao Jing thought that Chen Yang should still be in his sister's room, so he could only nod.

This made Qiao Xuan helpless and couldn't ask anything. After hesitating for a long time, he let Qiao Jing go.

"Who is that person?"

Qiao Xuan thought for a while and found a servant to ask Qiao Jing where he went tonight. Finally, he learned that after he called Qiao Wan's sister away, Qiao Jing went to their sister's boudoir.

"Is it really written by Wan'er? But it's not right. He just admitted that this poem was not written by Wan'er, it's not OK! I want to figure it out."

Qiao Xuansi thought about it all over the place, but he always felt that there was something wrong and could not get an answer. He could never let go of this matter.

Soon, he appeared in front of Qiao Wan and the others' yard again.

Seeing that the lights were brightly lit inside, they had not yet fallen asleep.

"Wan'er, Qian'er, are you going to let me in?" Qiao Xuan asked.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Qiao Wan walked out first and said, "Father, please come in!"

Qiao Xuan walked into the boudoir, where there were only their sisters and no one else, so he frowned slightly, thinking to himself, was he thinking too much?

"It's okay, I'm just here to ask you to prepare for the marriage."

Qiao Xuan found a reason and left.

When he walked outside, he was thinking in his heart that when they talked about getting married just now, they looked reluctant. Why are they not complaining at all now, but are still very happy that way?

"Is it because of those two poems?"

Qiao Xuan instantly recalled these things, and suddenly he was shocked: "Or, he has come to Lujiang too?"

Thinking of Qiao Jing's proposal to suspend the marriage, he felt it was even more possible.

——

Not long after Chen Yang left, Qiao Xuan went to find the Qiao sisters, but naturally he didn't meet him.

When he returned to the restaurant, Chen Yang said again: "Wang Yue, you will leave the city tomorrow and tell Wenpin that he will wait for me outside the city tonight."

Wang Yue knew what Chen Yang was going to do next, so he hurried to make arrangements.

One night passed, and the next morning, Chen Yang got up and saw Sun Shangxiang coming to find him again.

During this period, she has been coming to him and taking the initiative a little too much.

"Why are you here again?" Chen Yang asked.

"I'm here, are you not happy?" Sun Shangxiang said quietly.

For some reason, as long as she couldn't see Chen Yang, her heart was empty and she felt very disappointed. She couldn't describe what this feeling felt.

Lu Lingqi frowned slightly. She knew that Sun Shangxiang would definitely not be able to escape from Chen Yang's clutches. What should I do?

She even wondered whether she should tell Sun Shangxiang about Chen Yang's identity?

"Of course not, actually I'm just waiting for you to come, and even want to find you."

Chen Yang took out a beautifully carved jade hairpin from his arms and said, "I saw it for you by chance yesterday. I thought it was quite suitable for your temperament, so I bought it."

In fact, it was the jade hairpin he took away from Qiao Wan last night, and he just used it to borrow flowers to worship Buddha.

"Really?"

Sun Shangxiang's eyes lit up and she happily took it from Chen Yang. After hesitating for a while, she took the initiative to turn her head and said, "Put it on for me!"

"Of course it's OK."

Chen Yang carefully inserted the jade hairpin on Sun Shangxiang's cloudy hairpin. The picture was a bit ambiguous, which made Lu Lingqi dare not look at it.

"Does it look good?" Sun Shangxiang said happily.

"So beautiful!" Chen Yang nodded.

Sun Shangxiang's smile bloomed like flowers, and then pulled Chen Yang to wander outside. Until that afternoon, both of them were tired, and then they separated reluctantly.

"Miss!"

Back at the restaurant where she lives, Lu Lingqi couldn't help it. She thought it was necessary to tell Chen Yang's identity and said, "He is not a good person!"

"Lingqi, he is not a good person, who can he be? Is your sweetheart?"

Sun Shangxiang restrained her smile, but asked again: "Or, Lingqi, you feel uncomfortable when you see him treating me well? Sorry, I don't want to do this either. I have a strange feeling about him, but if you can't see him, you will feel uncomfortable when you feel, you can understand?"

This is also the reason, and Lu Lingqi can certainly understand it.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Miss, I'm sorry, in fact, I have been lying to you. I really know him and he is Chen Yang!"

"The design killed my father, defeated Yan Liangwen Chou in Baima Yanjin, and sent people south to attack Wu Qun."

After saying these words in one breath, Lu Lingqi felt much more relieved.

Then Lu Lingqi looked at Sun Shangxiang and wanted to see how she reacted.

Sun Shangxiang pondered for a long time and slowly spoke: "Actually, I probably guess who he is!"
Chapter completed!