226: C226 How Could Mu-yu-wei be Big Joe?

C226 How Could Mu-yu-wei be Big Joe?

In the deadlock, Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned to Qiao An's side. He gently pulled her hand and whispered, "Then... I apologize for offending you."

In the next moment, he pulled Qiao An's neck slightly and left a light kiss on her lips that was as light as a dragonfly touching the water.

A touch of surprise flashed across Qiao An's face. Her cheeks were visibly red.

Qin Yining sighed, "Alright dad, then let's go home."

Hearing the disappointment in his tone, Qiao An took the opportunity to break free from Huo Chengzhou's hands. She took two steps forward to comfort him. Qin Yining said, "Bamboo Listening Pavilion welcomes Yining to play at any time. If you miss Qiao's mother, come and find me, okay?"

Qin Yining nodded. "En, goodbye Qiao's mother."

Finally sending away the reluctant Qin Yining, Aunt Faang went to work with a meaningful look. Only Huo Chengzhou and Qiao An were left in the living room.

Because of the kiss just now, the two of them felt a little awkward.

"It was also in a rush just now." Huo Chengzhou's eyes landed on Qiao An's pretty little face. He recalled the kiss just now in his mind. "If I have offended you, I am really sorry."

Qiao An was silent for a moment. "Just now, there was a finger between you and me, right? I can feel it..."

The kiss just now was fleeting. Adding the angle, everyone probably thought that their lips had touched their lips, but Qiao An knew that Huo Chengzhou used his finger to separate them.

So... he was not a lecher.

This man was quite principled.

Probably because of his first love.

Moo Yuwei, this name sounded quite gentle. Although it sounded a bit aggressive, it was still within the scope of understanding.

After all, between the two of them who liked each other, there was a nominal wife like her between them. A good relationship created an underground relationship between them. It was quite depressing.

But what she did not understand was why Huo Chengzhou did not divorce. She had clearly stated that she could divorce at any time.

She could not understand.

"Cough cough." Huo Chengzhou coughed a few times before he explained the kiss with his thumb between his fingers, "I said I should respect you before, so of course I will keep my word."

Qiao An smiled and thought for a moment in her mind, "There is something I want to tell you."

Hearing the hesitation in her tone, Huo Chengzhou looked up at her, "What is it?"

"Yesterday, before the birthday banquet of Moo family started, Moo Yuwei looked for me." Qiao An smiled and spoke. She tried to make her tone gentle and gentle. "Do you know about this?"

"Moo Yuwei?" Huo Chengzhou furrowed his brows. "I don't know about this. Why did she look for you?"

Qiao An thought about what Moo Yuwei had said to her that day and refined two points. "She said that you would play games with her every night. She also hoped that I would be tactful enough to quit this marriage..."

When she said that, Qiao An temporarily stopped and also wanted to give Huo Chengzhou some leeway to think.

Her eyes could not see and naturally did not catch Huo Chengzhou's exceptionally interesting expression.

"She said I play games with her every night?"

"Yes."

Huo Chengzhou had a complicated look on his face. If Moo Yuwei was telling the truth, she should be Eldest Qiao, because he had only played games with Eldest Qiao's account not long ago.

But how could Moo Yuwei be Eldest Qiao?

This truth was hard for Huo Chengzhou to accept.2

His understanding of Moo Yuwei stopped at the little princess of Moo family, Moo Yuqing's younger sister. Because of his feelings for Moo Yuqing and Huo Jingzhou, he did not have a good impression of Moo Yuwei.

But... If Eldest Qiao was Moo Yuwei, then how would she know that he was sharpening his knife?

Whether it was when they were making the Supreme Game or when they were playing games, they did not communicate with each other at all.

And the last time they had agreed to meet at the coffee shop was because Huo Feng misheard the table number.

A series of questions surged up, and Huo Chengzhou's thoughts were somewhat complicated.

Sensing his silence, Qiao An said very acutely, "I will say the same thing again. If we divorce, I can do it at any time."

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