"Sir. Is Miss Qiao who was arranged for you to meet by elder Qiao... Is she the... Lady Qiao of our company?"
In a high-end and luxurious restaurant, his assistant, Chen Mo, asked tentatively but felt that it was impossible.
He had been working for Mr. Qi for many years, so he had heard about Miss Qiao from elder Qiao.
Miss Qiao, who was mentioned by elder Qiao, had brilliant medical skills and was an elegant lady.
Except for the same name, she didn't look like the cleaner Qiao Xi.
On the other hand, Elder Qiao couldn't let his master marry a cleaner of a company.
Fu Qingyu sat upright at the table and replied firmly, "No."
That woman was vulgar, rude, and a little crazy. She was far from what Elder Qiao had described!
However, just as he waited patiently, a familiar figure suddenly flashed through the dining room.
Seeing Qiao Xi's face, even Fu Qingyu couldn't help but feel shocked
Today, Qiao Xi was wearing a colorful shirt, which cost ten dollars under the pedestrian bridge, and a huge peony on her chest. She looked old and rustic, just like the old woman who had just entered the city from the countryside.
The makeup on her face was also inconceivable.
Looking at her lips which were deliberately made with lipstick, Fu Qingyu even felt a little disgusted.
This woman was his nemesis.
Wait!
Fu Qingyu was stunned again when he suddenly realized something. He looked at Qiao Xi in disbelief--
Why was this woman here?
Qiao Xi walked into the restaurant. Her exaggerated dress caught the attention of the customers around.
In the face of the crowd's criticism, she didn't care. She looked around and found Fu Qingyu.
'Why is our CEO here?
To save her son, she had to go on a blind date with Zhang Rong's nephew.
A few days ago, uncle Fu wanted her to go on a blind date with her son, but if those two people appeared in the same restaurant at the same time.
Qiao Xi sneered in her heart, but at the same time, she was a little proud, secretly looking forward to the arrival of the scary field.
She took out her phone and sent a message to uncle Fu,
"Uncle Fu, I'm already here."
Then he turned off the phone, walked to the seat she had booked in advance, ordered a cup of coffee, and waited patiently.
At this time, a figure flashed in front of her. She looked up and frowned.
When she was in the Qiao family, she had seen Zhang Rong's nephew. He was as thin as a monkey and had shifty eyes. Perhaps it was because he had been in prison for too long. Now he was even worse than before, looking like a hooligan.
Zhang Zhen sat opposite Qiao Xi, with one of his feet on the table, as if he was a master.
"Are you Qiao Xi? My aunt said you are pretty. Why are you so ugly now?"
Looking at Zhang Zhen's face which was as ugly as a melon, Qiao Xi thought it was ridiculous. How could this bastard have the courage to say that she was ugly?
Then, Zhang Zhen clicked his tongue and wanted to pinch her chin, but Qiao Xi dodged him with a little disgust.
"Forget it. Anyway, we are going to get married. I don't care. As long as we can have a baby, it's okay. And..."
Zhang Zhen grinned with yellow teeth, "I heard that you are very rich. If you want me to marry you, give me several million."