Prodigal son

Lin Shu and Liang Qiang couldn't react when they saw that An Jincheng had started to fight. A few days ago, An Jincheng seemed to be very interested in Qiao Jingan. The young master has a bad temper, isn't his temper so bad?

"Ah," a girl nearby also saw this scene, and screamed, causing the students around to look over.

If it was surprising that An Jincheng made a move, then it was very surprising that Qiao Jingan escaped the punch.An Jincheng's attack came without warning, and most people would be too late to react, but Qiao Jingan quickly dodged the punch. Lin Shu squinted at Qiao Jingan who was standing aside while maintaining his demeanor, and the weird feeling in his heart became more and more obvious.

The anger affected An Jincheng's ability to judge. He saw Qiao Jingan dodge his fist and swiped his right sideways with great force. If this kick hit someone, it would definitely be uncomfortable.

Qiao Jingan frowned when he saw the leg sweeping towards him. He quickly took a step back, dodged this step, stepped forward, and kicked An Jincheng on the chest. The students around him didn't understand what was going on. , An Jincheng had already fallen to the ground.

"It's polite to give you a punch, but no one can always let you," Qiao Jingan looked at An Jincheng who was lying on the ground, and said displeasedly, "The matter of your sister and my brother has nothing to do with you and me, you Doing so will lose your demeanor and just make people laugh."

After An Jincheng's fall, his mind cleared up a lot. He looked at Qiao Jingan standing beside him, and was speechless for a while.

Seeing that An Jincheng's expression seemed a little awkward and embarrassed, Qiao Jingan stretched out his hand and handed it to An Jincheng, "Get up, what's the point of lying on the ground?"

Instead of looking at the pale-skinned palm, An Jincheng stood up, patted the dust off his body, gave Qiao Jingan a complicated look, turned around and walked out of the crowd of onlookers.

"This kid's personality is so annoying," Liang Qiang looked at An Jincheng's back, rubbed his chin and thought, this kid is too hot-tempered, it's wrong to hit someone, the target is the second young master of the Qiao family, The current strength of the An family is no match for that of the Qiao family.Thinking of Qiao Chen's ruthlessness and the importance he attached to Qiao Jing'an, Liang Qiang couldn't help but his elder brother shivered, An Jincheng was too brainless.

Qiao Jingan's demeanor on this matter has been seen by so many people present, and they don't know how this matter will be spread tomorrow. I'm afraid that kid didn't think about these consequences.

There were quite a few students watching the excitement standing around, Qiao Jingan put his hands in his trouser pockets, smiling as if nothing had happened just now, and met Lin Shu with a calm expression in his eyes, "Lin Shu, Liang Qiang, I'll go back first." home."

"Ah, good," Liang Qiang nodded, and waited for Qiao Jingan to walk away before he said, "You said Qiao Jingan beat people so badly, how did he get beaten into the hospital?" Could it be that he was drugged, or Stepped on a banana peel?

"This is fate," Lin Shu whispered while looking at Qiao Jingan's back.

Liang Qiang also took Lin Shu's words as a joke and didn't see the suspicion in his eyes.

An Jincheng sat in the car, remembered what he had done impulsively just now, leaned on the seat and let out a heavy breath, but felt unspeakably uncomfortable, he looked up and saw Qiao Jingan walking towards the parking place at a leisurely pace Come.

After a while, he saw a middle-aged man in a black suit getting off a car. He seemed to be the driver of Qiao's family. Lost, but soon put on a smiling face.

Is the Qiao Jingan in his eyes these days really the mindless second young master of the Qiao family that his father said?

When Qiao Jingan heard that Qiao Chen couldn't pick him up because of something, he felt a little disappointed. These days, Qiao Chen has been picking him up to school. It's easy to form a habit, but it's hard to quit.He looked at the sweat on the driver's forehead and smiled, "Then let's go back first." He still hadn't forgotten that he had an appointment with Lin Qian this afternoon.

"Student Qiao Jingan, please wait a moment," the two girls hurried towards him, with narrow smiles on their faces, and then stuffed a piece of light blue paper folded into a heart shape into Qiao Jingan's palm, "This My friend asked me to hand it over to you, so take a good look." After speaking, the two girls exchanged a look, then ran away with a smile.

Looking at the backs of the two girls coming and going like the wind, Qiao Jingan inexplicably looked at the light blue thing in the palm of his hand. It turns out that a piece of paper can be folded into such a complicated shape. It seems that although girls in this world don't know how to be popular , but the hands are still very dexterous.

The driver opened the car door, "Second Young Master, please get in the car." Looking at the suspected love letter in Second Young Master's hand, he began to miss his youthful years, when he also handed a love letter to the girl he liked, but he didn't expect that he was as gentle as water back then. His first love turned into a tigress. Thinking that his pocket money seemed to be overspending again this month, he couldn't help but tremble. Sure enough, beautiful things are only suitable for looking at, not for raising, and they will mutate as soon as they are raised.

After the letter paper was opened, it had been torn several times by Qiao Jingan. The more he looked down, the redder Qiao Jingan's face became. When he saw the final confession, Qiao Jingan's face was already full of red clouds. He had no other feelings, but was surprised. Now girls act boldly, although in previous lives there were women who expressed affection for him, and occasionally some letter-givers, they were also euphemistic, why did they bluntly say that they like such words?He didn't know that the act of sending love letters was already the most tactful way of confession in the Celestial Dynasty, and now even ten-year-old children directly send videos of singing love songs, so why use such an old-fashioned way.

The driver saw Qiao Jingan's face in the rearview mirror, and thought of the rumors about Er Shao's flirtatiousness, he felt aggrieved for Er Shao in his heart. How can a person who blush even after reading a love letter be the kind of person who plays with girls? Well, if anyone says such irresponsible words again, he will be in a hurry with anyone. It's not easy to find a simple child nowadays.

When Qiao Jingan returned home, Lin Qian was already in the living room holding a cup of tea and chatting with Butler Wang without saying a word. Seeing Qiao Jingan coming back, she put down the cup and smiled, "Second Young Master, are you back?"

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Wang Butler took the book in his hand, Qiao Jingan sat down opposite Lin Qian, and explained, "When I left the teaching building just now, something happened and I was delayed for a while."

Lin Qian nodded understandingly, "I'm the one who interrupted, I don't know if the interview is appropriate now?"

Qiao Jingan looked around, stood up and said, "Miss Lin, please follow me."

Although Qiao Chen's villa is not as large as some people's, the decoration inside the house is very delicate. Lin Qian looked around, and it turned out that the real high-class people were raised by three generations. You can see the taste of the owner.The Qiao family transferred foreign funds back to the Tian Dynasty in the last 10 years of the last century. At that time, the Tian Dynasty happened to be the best time for gold mining, and the Qiao family was already rich and powerful. Now that more than 20 years have passed, the Qiao family's financial resources have long been beyond human Belittle.

The two entered a small but elegant room. There were some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the room. Lin Qian looked around and found that there were no seals on these calligraphy and paintings, but the fonts were smooth and flowing, and those ink paintings were also extraordinary. This kind of work must be in everyone's hands.

Seeing Lin Qianzhen looking at her calligraphy and paintings, Qiao Jingan opened the curtains, and the setting sun came into the room through the glass window, "These calligraphy and paintings were written and drawn when I was bored, so you can laugh at me."

"These calligraphy and paintings are all your works?!" Lin Qian looked at Qiao Jing'an in surprise when she heard this. She only felt that the young man in her eyes was extremely good-looking. She thought with some admiration that this young man was really extraordinary.

"Just call me Jing'an." Qiao Jingan smiled and sat down on the sofa, also hiding the dazzling feeling of the sun on him, "Brother was surprised when he saw me writing these things, it seems that I It’s really ignorant.”

Lin Qian opened her mouth and closed it feebly. Qiao Chen was probably surprised by the quality of your works, not by your ignorance. Young Master Qiao, where is your comprehension ability?With a dry cough, Lin Qian said kindly, "Well, Jing An, don't you mind if I take some photos of these calligraphy and paintings?" If these things are sent out, it will amaze the world.Even she, who does not know calligraphy and traditional ink painting, can see the extraordinaryness of these things. Those experts will be amazed when they see it.

Qiao Jingan didn't think too much about it, he nodded and said with a smile, "Please do whatever you want." At this time, there was a knock on the door, Qiao Jingan opened the door, Wang Butler broke two cups of tea and entered the room, and put the tea on the coffee table Going up, he glanced at Lin Qian who was taking pictures, and lowered his eyelids, "Miss Lin, take it easy."

"Ah, thank you," Lin Qian noticed that there was someone more in the room, and thanked Steward Wang. When Steward Wang went out, he took nearly ten more photos before putting down the camera reluctantly and going to the coffee table. He sat down on the sofa next to him, handed the recording pen to Qiao Jingan and said, "It seems that this room is reserved for you, Jing An?"

After taking the recording pen, Qiao Jingan smiled, "This is half my study, I wonder if Miss Lin has anything to ask?"

"Since I call you Jing'an, you can also call me Sister Qian." Lin Qian liked Qiao Jingan more and more, and unconsciously took on a sister-like tone, "Don't worry, sister, I have A magazine editor with good taste, not a tabloid reporter who writes gossip."

"Well," Qiao Jingan believed Lin Qian's words, he pinned the recording pen to his collar, took a sip of tea, "Then sister Qian, let's start."

When Qiao Chen returned home, he handed the suit jacket to the maid on one side, and while unbuttoning the cuff buttons of his shirt, he asked Butler Wang, who was about to go upstairs with a snack, "Is Xiao An back?"

"Not long after I came back," Steward Wang stopped and returned, "The Second Young Master and Miss Lin just went to the Second Young Master's study."

"Well," Qiao Chen walked up to Steward Wang, took the snack in Steward Wang's hand, "I'll just send it up."

Steward Wang looked at his empty palms disapprovingly, "Young master, don't forget that I am the housekeeper, and if you steal other people's jobs, you will be struck by lightning."

"Boom!" There was a thunder outside.

Steward Wang turned to a servant beside him and said, "It's thundering, take back all the things that are drying outside."

The servant walked out of the door and looked calmly at the sunset sky, "Butler Wang, the house in the south is being demolished, and there is no thunder."

Butler Wang was silent.