When she heard the news that Wen Shimo's military plane had collided and no body was left alive, Mrs. Lu thought about it for several days.
Finally, she decided to call Qiao Ran and tell her that it was Wen Shimo who ate the mutated locusts and detoxified her.
Qiao Ran on the other end of the phone told her calmly that she already knew.
When he saw Qiao Ran again, Qiao Ran's eyes were filled with gray.
There was no bright light of hope when the two first met.
At that time, they were imprisoned in Lei Zhen's dungeon, their life or death uncertain.
But even in such a harsh environment, she still smiled happily and took her to do exercises.
After Wen Shimo died, the light of hope in Qiao Ran's eyes disappeared.
Although Qiao Ran stubbornly said that she didn't love Wen Shimo.
But as a woman, she knew that Qiao Ran loved Wen Shimo very much in her heart.
"Your grandma is right. That Wen Shimo has been gone for two years. Although he saved your life, he made you suffer a lot. He is not your beloved. Even if he is not dead, I will not Will agree to you being with him.
I think Xiao Xie is very nice. I have been asking you for your welfare in the past two years and repeatedly expressed my determination to marry you. Why don't you just marry Xiao Xie!" Mr. Lu said with concern.
"Grandpa and grandma, I know you are worried about my lifelong affairs, but I really don't want to think about it now. Having children is a very cumbersome matter.
I'm not ready yet. Give me a little more time and wait until I really meet a good man that I like before I get married."
"But I'm afraid my old body can't afford to wait!" Mr. Lu sighed.
"Grandpa, I checked for you. You and grandma are in good health. You will live for at least 20 years." Qiao Ran smiled.
"So, I can still see your baby getting married?" Mr. Lu said with bright eyes.
"Of course!" Qiao Ran replied without hesitation.
"You should take good care of yourself first before we talk about having a baby!" Mrs. Lu said, passing a bowl of soup to Qiao Ran: "I started cooking this very early in the morning, and I cooked it for eight hours, especially Tonic, try it and see if it tastes good!"
Qiao Ran looked at the soft-shell turtle, ginseng, abalone, black-bone chicken and other tonic ingredients in the soup pot, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It tastes good. Grandma must have made it delicious!" Qiao Ran said as he picked up the bowl and drank it without tasting it.
Because when you taste the strong and complex taste, you will definitely spit it out without giving grandma any face.
"If it tastes good, drink more!" Mrs. Lu served another bowl of soup to Qiao Ran.
When he came to his grandma's house, what he was most afraid of hearing was this sentence, but he couldn't resist his grandma's enthusiasm, so he took the bowl and drank it as quickly as possible.
“One more bowl!”
After finishing the third bowl, Qiao Ran immediately took her grandmother's hand and burped as she watched her grandma prepare to serve the soup again.
"Grandma, leave some room for me to eat at my uncle's birthday banquet. I will sit with my uncle later and if I don't take a bite of the food, he will think I am sick!"
After hearing what Qiao Ran said, Mrs. Lu put down her bowl.
"Grandpa, grandma, it's almost time for the banquet to start. I'll take you downstairs."
"good!"
Qiao Ran held her grandmother's hand and walked a few steps down the corridor when she saw a person rushing towards her from the corner.
"Ran'er, I knew you must be here with your grandpa and grandma!" Xie Sheng, who was wearing khaki casual clothes, ran over quickly, pushed Uncle Liu away, and helped Mr. Lu: "Grandpa, let me help you go downstairs. "
"You called me wrong. You are Xie Ling's nephew. You should call Mengyao grandpa." Mr. Lu deliberately corrected him.
Xie Sheng looked at Qiao Ran, who was wearing a mask next to him. Qiao Ran squinted and gave him a dangerous look.
Xie Sheng smiled brightly at Qiao Ran without any care, and said without any concealment: "Grandpa, I will never marry anyone other than your son Ran in this life. Even if you beat me to death, I won't change my tune."
Mr. Lu is very satisfied with Xie Sheng.
At only 30 years old, Xie Sheng is already ranked as a fourth-rank general. He has made many military exploits in the southern theater and has a bright future.
The most important thing is that he is the only child of Xie Sheng's parents. Both of them are clean and honest people. Xie Sheng's heart is devoted to Qiao Ran, and his parents also strongly support the two of them to be together.
For Qiao Ran, who had been married before, Xie Sheng was really the best choice.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut out your tongue!" Qiao Ran looked at Xie Sheng, carefully threatening.
Xie Sheng glanced at Qiao Ran with one eye, revealing his beautiful, white and even teeth.
Although Xie Sheng's smile was bright and beautiful, Qiao Ran was still disgusted by that electric eye.
In addition, after drinking three bowls of oily soup, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach.
"Grandma, I drank too much soup. I need to go to the toilet. You guys go down first and I'll come find you later." Qiao Ran said and looked at Xie Sheng: "Take care of my grandparents and don't let them fall."
Xie Sheng looked like he was being used by Qiao Ran, and said happily with great honor: "Don't worry, Ran'er, I promise to complete the task. I will definitely take good care of our good grandpa and grandma. Grandpa and grandma, let's go."
After watching them walk a few steps, Qiao Ran returned to the bathroom he just passed.
When she passed a room, she felt a strong gust of wind coming from inside. Just as she was about to suppress it with her backhand, her wrist was quickly grabbed by the other party. Then she was pulled into the room in an instant, with her back to the person behind her, and was pressed heavily against the wall.
Then something was stuffed into her mouth and she was forced to swallow it.
Qiao Ran's hands were restrained and her legs were tightly pressed by the person behind her, giving her no time to fight back.
The opponent's hands and feet were so fast that she was stunned. Qiao Ran was panicking, breathing heavily, and said in a calm voice: "What did you feed me? What do you want to do?"
"What don't you want to do?"
"I just found out that Miss Qiao has good medical skills. I would like to ask Miss Qiao to stitch up my wound!" The man's magnetic and deep voice sounded behind Qiao Ran.
Qiao Ran's tense body immediately relaxed.
I don't know if it was because of relaxation, but Qiao Ran's sense of smell also became more sensitive.
The man pressed against her back, and those familiar smells in her memory rushed into her nose.
Her nose was so painful from being hit before, and they separated so quickly that she didn't smell his breath at all.
Isn’t it strange that two people look alike, but if they even have the same body scent, wouldn’t it be strange, or is it just a coincidence?
At this moment, Qiao Ran was certain that the man behind him was Wen Shimo!
But why did he fake his death and turn into Han Mo, the posthumous son of the second master of the Han family?
"I boasted that I still had two brushes, and I was still wondering who could hold me hostage so quickly and accurately. It turned out to be General Han who looked exactly like my shitty ex-husband!
If General Han wants to sew up the wound, just tell him. Why go around in such a big circle and imprison me and give me medicine? It's such a waste of time.
General Han, please let go, I will look at General Han's injuries right now!" Qiao Ran said with a sweet smile.
Behind him, Han Mo looked at the crimson butterfly mark exposed by Qiao Ran's dress being pushed down. Under the light, it exuded an alluring light, and his eyes as deep as ink became as deep as a cold pool.
"Then there's Miss Laoqiao!" Han Mo said and let go.
Qiao Ran's eyes turned cold, and he quickly raised his hand and waved it towards Han Mo's face.