Chapter 1699 Rose Manor (5)
The conversation ended in such a question and answer with some distance.
Qiao Zhenting came here this time and was mainly responsible for bringing the documents that the company needed Qiao Boxing to sign.
Among them, the most important thing is the key material of the land project.
Before the materials are formally submitted to the court, the documents provided by Qiao Zhenting still need to be reviewed by Qiao Boxing.
These materials are obviously beneficial to Qiao Boxing. He did not appear in court in the case of the land project.
It seems that he is indifferent and peerless, but when it comes to interests, he always holds it firmly and does not give an inch.
Compared to Qiao Zhenhuan whose ambition is on the surface, he is actually... more terrifying.
Qiao Zhenting was arranged to rest in the guest room, and he was not sleepy when he lay down.
Still thinking about the content of the conversation just now.
Every time he finished talking with his elder brother, his spirit always became a little high.
Obviously, he didn't show any sense of oppression.
Qiao Zhenting raised his hand to cover his eyes.
like a statue.
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Four in the middle of the night.
It was extremely dark outside.
The thick night shrouded such a huge manor.
The manor occupies a large area of the island. Looking from the balcony of the villa, it is boundless and full of flowers.
In the bedroom, the curtain of the large balcony was not drawn.
The evening wind blows slowly, bringing a little refreshing coolness.
The bright moon in the sky gradually disappeared in the misty clouds.
Even the bright light disappeared into the clouds and became dim.
The blooming roses are already dressed up in such a warm spring.
Blood red like blood, like the skirt of a girl in full bloom, fluttering slightly in the evening wind.
There is no moonlight, no brightness, such a gorgeous sea of flowers seems to be silent in the dark.
Only the little bit of bright red color, like the burning cardamom on the fingertips of a girl, is so beautiful that it makes people lose their souls.
The man standing on the balcony, leaning on a cane with one hand, watched quietly, his back was cool and beautiful.
Probably because he reads too many books, he has a gentle and bookish air about him.
Not saying anything, when standing there quietly, like a gentle **** isolated from the world.
The breeze is clear and the moon is clear, beautiful and picturesque.
Make people afraid to disturb him too much, for fear of defile him.
He stood there, leaning on a cane, and didn't seem to be sleepy.
The extremely dark eyeballs, quietly, without any special emotion.
There was a wind blowing, and the fragrance of roses filled the sky. He pursed his lips and coughed softly.
Eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the vines that were about to spread and climb the fence.
decided for a long time.
Uncle Wang walked over from behind him.
"Sir, it's late, why don't you go to bed early?"
He stepped forward, closed the French windows of the balcony, and drew the curtains.
Blocking the outside wind, there is still a slight rose fragrance in the air in the room.
The fragrance is a bit strong and pungent.
The man with a calm face leaning on a cane covered his lips and coughed twice more.
The crutch touched the ground and tapped a little.
A clear voice came from the ground, and he walked slowly towards the bed, walking slowly and limping.
Sit down slowly, and suddenly speak, the tone is very light, and very light.
"Tomorrow, let them pull out all the flowers outside."
Looking at it, it's really a bit of a hindrance.
(end of this chapter)