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"Come in." The cold voice made people tremble.

"Patriarch, this is the information of the second miss of the Qiao family." Aunt Lian opened the door and put a copy of the information on the desk.

Stopping her typing on the keyboard, Gu Mian leaned against the back of the chair to pick up the documents and read them. In just a few pages, everything about Qiao Shuang was recorded.

Can rabbits be raised in a fox den?

Gu Mian didn't expect Qiao Shuang's information to be so clean, it could even be said to be a blank sheet of paper.

The old man of the Qiao family is an old fox, and he is very sophisticated, and the rest of the Qiao family are also very sophisticated, otherwise, how could they have stolen the auctioned land at the beginning.

This marriage is mainly for Madam Gu's heart, Gu Mian himself has no intention of finding a partner.

However, the Qiao family didn't allow the single adult daughter of the family to marry the Gu family. Instead, they chose the mediocre Qiao Shuang as the second bedroom. Presumably, they didn't like the Gu family, but they just couldn't bear the few pieces of land.

Businessmen value profits, so what does family affection count for?

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes glistened, Gu Mian threw the information on the table, her flawless face was full of disdain.

"Patriarch, is there any problem with the Qiao family?" Aunt Lian Jiaohao's face was full of seriousness, with a hint of murderous intent.

"No problem." Gu Mian moved her feet and turned her chair to face Aunt Lian with her back, her voice remained unchanged: "It's her, get everything ready."

After hearing the answer, Aunt Lian lost the stern look on her face, silently picked up the materials and retreated.

Anyone can do it, as long as the mother is happy.

Thinking of Qiao Shuang's soft personality and cute appearance, Gu Mian thought in a rare way: It would be good to marry her back and be a mascot.

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bridge home.

When I got home, it was no surprise that during dinner everyone was concerned about the meeting with Gu Mian today, Qiao Shuang blushed and answered a few words in a regular manner, and then went back to her room after eating in a hurry.

For a little girl, it is too embarrassing to be asked all the time whether she likes the person she likes to marry.

The point is that she can't tell the truth yet.

Does she want to say that Miss Gu's family will turn off the air-conditioning when they meet, and the whole person is like a popsicle?

Life is really too difficult.

Both mother and grandfather are talking about getting in touch with Miss Gu more, but she doesn't have Miss Gu's contact information.

Qiao Shuang, who wrapped herself in the quilt, thought hard to make sure that she only gave Gu Mian her mobile phone number, and didn't remember to ask for Gu Mian's mobile phone number.

Moreover, even if she has a mobile phone number, she dare not take the initiative to disturb the cold Gu Mian...

The cowardly Qiao Shuang thought to herself: It's fine if you don't contact her, but maybe Miss Gu doesn't like her at all.

Chapter 5

The sky in March is rarely clear, and the sky is translucent blue.

After eating a sandwich and egg milk, Qiao Shuang took the purple schoolbag on the chair and put it on her back to prepare to go to school.

Today is Monday and she has to go to school by herself.

"Um, brother, why are you here?" Opening the car door, he saw Qiao Ruling sitting firmly inside, and Qiao Ruling was a little sluggish.

Qiao Ruling and Qiao Hua went to the same university, so they usually go to school together. Ever since they entered high school, Qiao Shuang rarely went to school with them.

"Is the car broken down at home?" Qiao Shuang said subconsciously.

"No, I just have to go back to school today, so I dropped you off to school first." Qiao Ruling lied without blinking.

My high school is in the north, and Qiao Ruling's university is in the south, so I made a detour around half of the capital, where did I find a way?

Qiao Shuang was so embarrassing that she felt even more strange.

"Come up, or you're going to be late." Qiao Ruling's face was hot, and he touched his nose uncomfortably, probably also thinking of the distance between the two schools, and felt that his words were too outrageous.

"Okay." Bending down and getting into the car, Qiao Shuang hugged the schoolbag in her arms like a baby, and was distracted by the fresh-keeping box handed over in the next second.

The transparent crisper was held by a big hand with sharp bones, and the bright red strawberries and cherries were looming, all of which were Qiao Shuang's favorite fruits without exception.

"Eat more fruits to grow taller." The thin bangs somewhat obscured the boy's eyes, but the concern and anxiety flickering inside were clearly seen.

Qiao Shuang held the fresh-keeping box in his hands in a daze, feeling the cold touch, then raised a big smile, his small face was full of surprises: "Thank you, brother."

Not being rejected, Qiao Ruling smiled with satisfaction, a little jerky because he hadn't shown warmth for a long time: "You're welcome."

Qiao Shuang still had her long hair tied into two high ponytails and fell on her shoulders today. Qiao Ruling, who took a look and couldn't help but look again, glanced calmly and stared at the freshman with joy. The person in the box quietly reached out and took the long hair in his hand and rubbed it a few times.

Thin and soft, feeling the silky and soft touch in his hand, Qiao Ruling opened his eyes slightly, as if opening a new world.

"Ninny, let's put your hair down in the future, if you tie it too much, it will easily deform." Qiao Ruling's tone was serious, with a serious expression on her face, as if she was talking about something very serious.

Qiao Shuang blinked, turned his head to look at his messy ponytail, then looked up at his brother who suddenly cared about him and nodded obediently.

Although I don't know why my brother has become so gentle, but I am still very happy.