When the two of them got to this point, there was actually nothing to talk about.

Mo Qian looked at him anxiously. She knew that it was actually Sun Shike's fault, but she grew up with Sun Shike and people's hearts were biased. How could she just say something right or wrong?

"This is the last time you said you had tasted the good light green in Yunshan. You can try it." Mo Qian laughed and brewed a cup of tea for Qiao Huaping. Seeing Qiao Huaping silently pick up the tea and take a sip, Mo Qian felt as if she was inspired.

She cheered up and said, "...Madam, our wife knew you were coming, and she was happy for half a night but couldn't sleep well. When I came here this morning, there were still dark circles under my eyes. Look, I was so tired that I had covered our wife."

This is not the first time Mo Qian said such intimate words with some closeness, but it is the first time she said that. After saying that, she looked at Qiao Huaping's face with some anxiety, and there was a little begging in her slightly wet eyes.

Qiao Huaping felt a little helpless.

If the relationship has reached the point where it depends on the other person's expression when saying such words, why bother to say such intimate words?

Just a little bit more whining.

But Qiao Huaping had not spoken yet, but Sun Shike spoke stiffly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Qian wanted to speak but stopped.

The atmosphere that was about to warm up just now fell down again.

Mo Qian was so anxious that she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the atmosphere did not last long this time, and another wife came to pay homage to Sun Shike, so Qiao Huaping stood up and said resignation.

Sun Shike let Mo Qian go to see him off.

Mo Qian sent Qiao Huaping to the corridor. Mo Qian, half anxious and half begging, said with Qiao Huaping, "Madam, don't be angry with my wife, okay?"

Qiao Huaping thought to himself, what kind of world is this? Among friends, it was not her who did the wrong thing, and the other party did not apologize. Is it because the other party has a higher status, so she can only give in and ask for peace?

So, are such friends still considered friends?

Qiao Huaping looked at Mo Qian calmly.

Looking at those clear and cold eyes, Mo Qian's so-called "good words" that he wanted to say suddenly blocked his throat.

She couldn't say it.

Qiao Huaping nodded speechlessly at Mo Qian, turned around and headed to the banquet.

However, Qiao Huaping never thought that he met an acquaintance at the banquet - Wu Yourong's mother, Mei.

Mrs. Wu Mei has been feeling a lot of sorrow in recent years because of the poor marriage of her beloved young son. Her originally rich face has also been greatly reduced.

When she saw Qiao Huaping, her eyes lit up, she came over with her hand holding the maid, and took the initiative to say hello to Qiao Huaping: "This outfit looks very good today, and she looks extraordinary."

Qiao Huaping was surprised that Mrs. Wu was full of scrutiny of her attitude at the beginning. To put it as a joke, maybe she was afraid that she, the widow, would steal her son?

Fortunately, Qiao Huaping had a clear conscience, and after a few years, Mrs. Wu probably understood that she had no inappropriate thoughts about her son, so she was a little better.

But it was just a little better. Mrs. Wu probably held her own identity and was always polite and polite to Qiao Huaping, and was not close to her.

Of course, Qiao Huaping is not rare either.

——But if Qiao Huaping said that Mrs. Wu had never seen Mrs. Wu treat her so kindly.
Chapter completed!