The domineering president meets her

The blow was so powerful that the nanny was totally unprepared for such an attack. She staggered and lost her balance, and fell to her knees involuntarily. At this time, the bag also hit the nanny's forehead, which suddenly swelled up a big bump, and the color instantly turned purple, which looked very scary.

However, this did not make her feel relieved. As if she felt that her previous action was not cruel enough, she raised her foot and mercilessly kicked the nanny who had already fallen to the ground. This kick was full of anger and great force, causing the nanny to groan in pain.

"Xixi, stop it!"

When Qiao's mother saw her coming back, she hurried forward, grabbed her hand, and dragged her into the house: "Why are you scolding the servants at the door? If the news spreads to the Fu family, it will have a bad impact."

"Isn't she just a nanny? Why are you so nervous?" Qiao Jinxi walked to the entrance, kicked off her high heels, threw her bag on the ground, and rubbed her sore neck.

If Qiao Lingxiao were here, he would not allow Qiao Jinxi to be so unruly, but Qiao's mother has always been very indulgent and spoiled her.

Seeing Qiao Jinxi being so presumptuous, Mother Qiao not only did not blame her, but turned to the nanny at the door and scolded her with a frown: "You have no sense at all, why don't you come and pack up quickly! Do you want me to do it myself?"

The nanny on the ground was frightened and hurried over to pick up the things that Qiao Jinxi had thrown away.

"I heard that you went to try on dresses with President Fu a few days ago?" Qiao's mother asked the kitchen aunt to bring some nourishing soup, then she took it herself, placed it in front of Qiao Jinxi, sat down next to her, and asked in a soft voice.

Qiao Jinxi nodded perfunctorily. She was furious when this matter was mentioned because she was annoyed when she thought about the rejections she had received in the dress shop.

Mother Qiao looked at the faint red marks hidden behind her ears, and looked at the slightly opened collar. The red spots were faintly visible below her neck. She was delighted and asked, "So...he let you stay overnight these days?"

"No." Qiao Jinxi didn't know where to start to express the grievance in his heart.

She picked up the lady's cigarette on the coffee table, lit it, crossed her legs on the coffee table, picked it up with her fingers painted with red nail polish, and took a deep puff. She replied absentmindedly, "I went to Zhou Yichen's house to stay for a few days."

In fact, Qiao's mother knew the ambiguous and complicated relationship between her and Zhou Yichen very well! After all, they had lived for most of their lives, so what had they not seen? It was just that there were some things that were tacitly understood between mother and daughter.

Qiao's mother had known about the unclear relationship between her daughter and Zhou Yichen for many years.

It was just that at the time I saw that Zhou Yichen's career was going smoothly, so I thought since my daughter liked to play, she could play for two more years, and it wouldn't be too late to move to another home once she had a goal.

But Qiao's mother still exclaimed in surprise, "It's already this late, and you're still so close to Zhou Yichen! If anything bad happens and the paparazzi catches us, all our efforts will be wasted."

Qiao Jinxi looked helpless and annoyed: "It's all because of Su Yin. She hooked up with Ah Shi. Mom, I really can't deal with her. I was also upset. When I went out for a drink, I met Zhou Yichen."

Qiao's mother's face changed, and she reached out to snatch the cigarette from her hand, sneering: "It's already this hour, and you're still in the mood to smoke. You look so incompetent, you're such a coward. Isn't it easy to deal with her? If you can't do it openly, then try something shady."

After all, sometimes a direct approach doesn't solve the problem, and some wisdom is needed.

"What do you mean it's easy? Mom, didn't you see how slutty she is? Ah Shi was so obsessed with her that she didn't even care about her family background. When I stood with her, I was immediately made invisible."

Looking at the man she likes, even her breathing is filled with longing for him, but he doesn't even give her a glance.

She could keep a low profile in front of others, but she couldn't watch the man she loved showing affection with another woman right under her nose. She heard it clearly at the door of the fitting room that day and really wanted to push the door open and have a falling out with that man.

But fortunately, she held back for a moment. Reason told her not to do anything impulsive. She hoped that she would wait for the clouds to clear and see the moon. Sooner or later, she would be able to warm his cold heart.

"Xixi, that..."

Before Qiao's mother finished speaking, Qiao Jinxi interrupted her impatiently: "Mom, that's enough, stop talking, I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."

After saying that, regardless of Qiao's mother's reaction, he pushed the unfinished cigarette butt into the ashtray.

Seeing her daughter lashing out at her like a lit powder keg, Qiao's mother was stunned. She stood there blankly, her heart full of doubts and confusion.

My daughter is the apple of my eye. Although she has been spoiled since she was a child, she has never been as impatient when talking to me as she is today.

Qiao's mother tried to find some clues from Qiao Jinxi's eyes and expressions. However, her mind seemed difficult to guess, because her eyes flashed with complex emotions that made it difficult to figure out.

She wanted to ask, but when she saw her daughter's angry expression and tightly closed lips, she swallowed the words back. She knew that if she continued to ask, it would only make her angrier.

So, Qiao's mother chose to remain silent. She stood quietly by, watching her daughter's every move as she went upstairs, until she went upstairs and disappeared around the corner.

Only then did Qiao's mother retract her gaze, sit on the sofa, half lean back and sigh slightly.

Unconsciously falling into deep thought, she began to recall recent events, trying to find out what might have caused her daughter to react so strongly. But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't figure it out.

In this short but long silence, Qiao's mother felt increasingly depressed. She felt sorry for her daughter, but she didn't know how to comfort her or help her. This feeling of powerlessness made Qiao's mother feel very depressed.

This is my darling baby, whom I hold in my hands and am afraid of dropping. I usually take good care of her and love her so much that I don't want to let her suffer even the slightest bit of grievance. But after returning to China, she has been worried and absent-minded since she met that man.