After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

Why is Joan here?Isn't Joan dead?

Her body shook violently, and the wine glass in her hand dropped.

Fortunately, Qiao Anhao was well prepared. She stretched out her hand, just in time to hold the wine glass, and then returned it to her hand: "Miss Chen, be careful, hold the wine glass properly."

With trembling hands, Chen Qingya forced herself to take the glass with a calm expression, but when she withdrew her hand, a few drops of red wine in the glass spilled on the ground.

Could it be that Chen Xiao already knew that Qiao Anhao was his own sister?
No no no!

Qiao Anhao is dead, even if Qiao Anhao is his own sister, this woman cannot be Qiao Anhao.

Qiao Anhao looked at her, slightly raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "However, why was I here just now? Ms. Chen, where should I be if I'm not here?"

She was smiling and seemed quite kind.

But Chen Qingya always felt that there was an incomprehensible emotion in her smile.

Chen Qingya didn't know if she was thinking too much or what, but she was very scared now, for fear that Qiao Anhao would come back and take away her hard-won life.

She has experienced all the privileges brought by Chen Xiao's own sister. If the matter is exposed and the truth is known to Chen Xiao, not only will everything be gone now, even what was there before will no longer exist.

She trembled, her legs became weak, and she almost knelt on the ground.

It was Qiao An who had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and helped her up: "Miss Chen, what's wrong with you today? Are you sick? Do you want to go and see?"

Qiao An is good, but she is not so friendly to the person who took her identity away. Every word she said has a meaningful tone. Naturally, others can't hear it, but Chen Qingya, who is guilty, can't hear it. That's not necessarily the case.

Chen Qingya supported Qiao Anhao's hand to stand up and looked at Qiao Anhao.

A thin layer of sweat had formed on her forehead, and her face was pale.

"Miss Chen?"

Qiao Anhao waved her hand.

Chen Qingya recovered from the shock and almost ran away.

She forced herself to calm down and looked at Qiao Anhao.

Although this woman is somewhat similar to Qiao Anhao, but if you look closely, you can still see the difference.

For example, Qiao Anhao's eyes are weak, and she has a virtuous and virtuous aura, which doesn't make people feel pressured.

And the woman in front of her has piercing eyes, she looks very capable, she looks like an elite, and her confidence can be seen in her gestures.

This kind of confidence was something that Qiao Anhao never had before.

After regaining her senses, no matter how she compared them, she felt that Qiao Anhao was not the same as the woman in front of her.

Moreover, Qiao Anhao has indeed been dead for two years. This is a recognized fact and will not change.

It's because she thinks too much.

Chen Qingya breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked at Qiao Anhao again, she felt much calmer.

However, this woman looks too much like Qiao Anhao, no wonder she admits her mistake.

"Sorry, I saw you reminded me of a very familiar person just now, and now I realize that you are not her."

Qiao Anhao raised her eyes and looked at her with a smile: "What's the relationship between Miss Chen and that woman? Why are you so scared when you see her?"

Chen Qingya has found her reason, so it is naturally impossible for Qiao An to make a good routine.

She shook her head: "It has nothing to do with me, it's just that that person has been dead for a long time, and seeing it unexpectedly, it's inevitable to be scared."

Qiao Anhao smiled slightly, nodded and replied, "Yes."

This woman is what they said just now, the person Chen Xiao treated warmly just now?
Jealousy welled up in her heart.

Why is Qiao Anyi so hard on her?When she was alive, she was restless, and after she died, she was ostentatiously held in her face.

Because of this face, she didn't have any good feelings for this painter named Wu Yang.

But Qiao Anhao is someone Chen Xiao admires after all, so she couldn't help but look back at Chen Xiao: "Brother, is this a friend you just met? Why don't you introduce me?"

Chen Xiao only glanced at her, but did not answer.

Chen Qingya gritted her teeth to maintain her demeanor, then smiled and turned to look at Qiao Anhao and stretched out her hand: "Hello, my name is Chen Qingya, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Qiao Anhao didn't want to take care of Chen Qingya at all.

She acted as if she didn't see Chen Qingya's outstretched hand, and walked up to Chen Xiao: "Mr. Chen, I have something to do and I'll leave first, excuse me."

This is his sister, the sister he has been thinking about for so many years.

Ever since knowing that Qiao Anhao is his own sister, Chen Xiao has been thinking about when he should tell Qiao Anhao his identity every day, but it has been delayed until now.

Seeing that Qiao An was about to leave, Chen Xiao subconsciously chased after him.

"Wait a minute, I'm with you!"

He put down the wine in his hand, and when he was about to chase it out, someone grabbed his right hand.

Looking back, it was none other than the person he didn't want to see right now, a liar Chen Qingya pretending to be her sister.

Chen Qingya pulled his arm, not wanting him to catch up.

She always felt that if she let Chen Xiao catch up, she would lose something today.

"Brother, I'm so uncomfortable, can you send me back?"

While talking, she touched her forehead and pretended to be uncomfortable: "I ate something before I came today, and it may have spoiled my stomach."

Chen Xiao's face was dark, his eyes were cold and piercing, and his voice was cold and harsh: "Let me go!"

"Brother, how did I offend you today? It's fine if you're dissatisfied with me, why don't you even ignore me when I'm sick? Don't you usually care about me the most?"

She pouted, unconvinced.

"Wu Yang won't lose it. When can't you find her? Do you have to go now? Don't you worry about your sister?"

"I say it again, let go!"

Chen Qingya couldn't find any emotion in her eyes, as if suddenly, she wasn't his sister anymore.

She was taken aback and could only let go of Chen Xiao's hand quickly.

"I didn't hold you back on purpose, don't be angry."

Chen Xiao didn't care about her at all, turned around to look for Qiao Anhao's figure, and found that Qiao Anhao had gone far away, so he had to give up.

He looked at Qiao Anhao's figure and remained silent.

"What's the situation? Chen Xiao doesn't care if Chen Qingya is sick?"

"I'm not dreaming today, am I? What's the relationship between Wu Yang and Chen Xiao?"

"No matter how much you quarrel, it won't be like this? Could it be that Chen Qingya did something to offend Chen Xiao?"

"Shouldn't it? Chen Qingya doesn't know what's going on? I think she doesn't know at all."

Chen Qingya also couldn't figure out why, but if she had to blame, Qiao Anhao would be the first to blame.

She was already dead and still haunted, and sent a person who looked so similar to her to disrupt her life, making a mess of her originally peaceful life.

She didn't dare to look at Chen Xiao directly, and gave him a sideways glance.

Chen Xiao still looked at Qiao Anhao and never looked away.

"Brother, what happened to you today?"