208: C208 Strange Cocktail Party

C208 Strange Cocktail Party

That sounds weird. Fu Qianchen felt uncomfortable in his heart. He didn't know what to say.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Sister and Mr Qianchen made a mistake. How can you blame it on Mr Qianchen?" Qiao Yurou reached out and held Fu Qianchen's hand.

Qiao Yi did not answer Qiao Yurou. He just looked at Fu Qianchen and did not say anything.

"I'll go change my clothes. Very soon." After Qiao Yurou finished, she added worriedly, "Dad, you can't say those strange things again."

"I know." Qiao Yi waved at Qiao Yurou. When Qiao Yurou went upstairs, he looked at Fu Qianchen. "Shall we have a good chat?"

"Okay." Fu Qianchen nodded.

Qiao Yi brought Fu Qianchen to the table in front of the French window and sat down. He asked, "Would you like to try my new tea?"

"Sure."

Qiao Yi boiled the water and waited for the water to boil. Qiao Yi asked, "Mr Fu, have you really decided to marry Xiao Rou?"

"Yes, the wedding dress has been ordered. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance."

"It's not strange that young people like you are efficient. It's just that..." The corner of Qiao Yi's mouth curled into a meaningful smile. "Are you sure you have let Meng go?"

Fu Qianchen's fingers moved unconsciously. He smiled and asked, "Why do you ask, Uncle Qiao?"

Qiao Yi stared at the corner of Fu Qianchen's eyes. After a few seconds, he suddenly smiled. "Nothing. I was just asking. The water is boiling."

The two of them didn't continue talking. Qiao Yi didn't even ask Fu Qianchen about the wedding date.

Because Qiao Yurou was in a hurry, she went downstairs in half an hour. Her style was as ladylike as usual. Her long white silk dress made her figure look much longer.

"How about this?" Qiao Yurou asked.

"It's good." Fu Qianchen nodded.

"Let's go." Qiao Yurou hooked her arm around Fu Qianchen's arm.

Qiao Yi nodded and stood up as well.

"Uncle Qiao, let's go together." Fu Qianchen looked at Qiao Yi with a smile, as if their conversation had never happened before.

"Sure." Qiao Yi nodded.

The three of them did not talk much on the road. It was almost Qiao Yurou who started the car and was choked by the awkward silence in the car.

When they arrived at the clubhouse, there were already quite a number of people. Fu Qianchen's female companion was Qiao Yurou. There was no doubt about it, but they appeared together with Qiao Yi. Everyone immediately began to guess whether it was good news for them.

"Mr Fu, long time no see." A man who Fu Qianchen could not remember at all came over with a glass of red wine to toast him.

"Long time no see." Fu Qianchen clinked glasses with him and took a sip of red wine.

"Mr Fu and Director Qiao showed up today because of the good news with Miss Qiao, right?" After the man finished speaking, he did not forget to praise Qiao Yurou hypocritically, "Miss Qiao is really becoming more and more beautiful."

"Thank you for your praise." Qiao Yurou smiled bashfully.

Soon, someone came over and asked Fu Qianchen and Qiao Yurou about their wedding date. Qiao Yurou looked at Fu Qianchen expectantly. Fu Qianchen just answered ambiguously, "Everyone, calm down. I will give everyone an answer later."

The people who came to the cocktail party were more or less full of compliments. An hour had passed and Qiao Yurou stood beside Fu Qianchen. Her legs were almost broken and she still had to keep smiling.

"I really forgot my sex." Qiao Yi suddenly raised his hand and patted his forehead. "I don't have a female companion, so I asked Meng to accompany me to the cocktail party. I also wanted to see if there was a suitable young talent that could be introduced to her. I didn't expect that I would forget all of a sudden."

Hearing Qiao Yi say so, Qiao Yurou's mouth couldn't help but curl up. Very quickly, she still looked anxious and said, "Then what should we do? Will elder sister still be waiting for father at home?"2

"Let me call her." Qiao Yi took his phone and walked out of the house.

"Hey, isn't this our Mr Fu?" Zuo Muye came out of a corner and put his arm around Fu Qianchen's shoulder. He said casually, "Didn't you never like this kind of cocktail party? Why are you here today? Did you change your mind? "

Fu Qianchen took Zuo Muye's hand off without saying anything.

"Young Master Zuo." Qiao Yurou, who was standing beside Fu Qianchen, took the initiative to call Zuo Muye, "I haven't seen you in a long time. When are we going to gather?"

Zuo Muye looked at Qiao Yurou and nodded, "Sure."

Qiao Yurou originally wanted to say something to Zuo Muye. After all, Zuo Muye was one of Fu Qianchen's few friends, but she did not know what she could say to Zuo Muye.

Although the Zuo family's business position was not as high as the Fu family, it was far beyond the Qiao family. Of course, Zuo Muye's most famous name was not his Zuo family's identity, but his side news.

Qiao Yurou could not ask Zuo Muye. Recently, there were rumors that he was very close to a third-string celebrity. Was this true or was it hype?

"Qianchen, it is said that the host of this banquet is Tan Sirao. Is it true?"

"You are already here. Do you still not know who the host is?" Fu Qianchen picked up the cup and touched the juice cup in his hand. "You don't drink?"

"I can't drink. I have to change my diaper later. It won't be good if it smokes the child." After Zuo Muye finished speaking, he remembered that Qiao Yurou was still there. He coughed and said, "Well, I came here with Cheng Nuo today. Tan Sirao actually invited her. Don't you think it's strange?"

"It's quite strange." After Fu Qianchen answered, he raised his chin and gestured for him to look at the door. "Uncle Zuo is also here."

Zuo Muye's mouth twitched. He quickly stuffed the juice cup in his hand to Fu Qianchen and disappeared into the crowd.

Cheng Nuo came. Qiao Yumeng must have come as well.

Fu Qianchen quietly hid these words in his heart. He found an inconspicuous spot and sat down, waiting for Tan Sirao to appear.

What kind of relationship could Tan Sirao and Cheng Nuo have? To actually invite Cheng Nuo to attend, he was afraid that today's banquet would not be as simple as it looked on the surface.

After waiting for about half an hour, Tan Sirao came alone. Her husband, Steven, did not appear.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Tan Sirao wore a black tuxedo dress and walked directly to the center of the dance floor, "I invited everyone to come this time to announce a joyous occasion."

Happy occasion? Fu Qianchen lifted the red wine and took a sip.

"Nuo, come here." Tan Sirao suddenly waved at the entrance.

Cheng Nuo stood at the entrance with the child in her arms, completely at a loss.

"Come." Tan Sirao walked over and held Cheng Nuo's hand. She brought her to the center of the dance floor and said with a smile, "Everyone knows that Steven and I have never had a child, but Believer is such a big stall that we can't just leave it alone, so we decided to adopt a child."

Receiving a child was a common method for many wealthy businessmen. Most of them had their own children who did not have any business talent, so they found someone to manage the company. In fact, they only had one more confidant, and the heir was their own child.

Of course, most people would choose men as their adopted children. Moreover, they were the best in business talent. This was the first time Tan Sirao made such a strange decision.

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