And figuring out how to do it, and implementing her plan, it will take time!

So Qiao Ruolan had to work hard to persuade Qian Zhiru to let her help her talk, so that Qiao Minghe could agree, not to set the marriage time for her and Chen Wenjie so quickly!

"Ruolan, I know that you are not happy, don't talk about you, even I don't look down on Chen Wenjie. But there is no way, this is the person chosen by your father, even if we are not satisfied in our hearts, we dare not disobey him! Qian Zhiru reached out and patted Qiao Ruolan's hand holding her arm, sighed helplessly, and then said to her.

"I know, Mom. But...... But I just thought, is it too much of a hurry? Can you let Dad slow down again? Don't set a time for me and Chen Wenjie to get married so quickly. Qiao Ruolan lowered her eyes, sniffed a little sadly, and then said to Qian Zhiru in such a soft voice with some pleading.

After listening to Qiao Ruolan's words, Qian Zhiru thought about it and could understand her. So, she nodded, "Okay!" When I get back, I'll talk to your dad about it!" But Ruolan, don't get your hopes up too much, I may not be able to completely convince your father. ”

"I know! Thank you mom, I knew you were the best for me! Qiao Ruolan said excitedly.

"You......"

Originally, the two of them were chatting happily, but when they entered the mall, Qian Zhiru's steps stopped suddenly.

Qiao Ruolan turned her head to look at her with some suspicion, only to find that Qian Zhiru didn't know what she saw, her face really turned pale at a speed that was visible to the naked eye! Even the pupils suddenly dilated, and the whole person seemed to be in a kind of ...... Shocked, panicked.

"Mom...... You, what's wrong with you? Qiao Ruolan couldn't help but ask her with some concern.

Qian Zhiru was pulled back by Qiao Ruolan's voice, she blinked in a daze, then subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Qiao Ruolan, and smiled at her: "No...... It's okay, let's go. ”

As she spoke, Qian Zhiru lowered her head and didn't look ahead, just walked straight forward, her steps were a little big, as if she wanted to hurry up.

However, when she was about to enter the door of the mall, she was stopped by someone shouting.

"Madame Joe, what are you doing so fast?" It was a man's voice, with banter and mockery in it.

In particular, the three words 'Mrs. Joe' are particularly hard bitten.

But his voice was particularly ugly, like a worn-out bellows.

After hearing the voice, Qiao Ruolan's eyes looked towards the source of the sound. Only then did I find out that it was the security guard guarding the entrance of the mall who called Qian Zhiru.

He was probably in his 50s, with gray hair, an old man, and a long scar from his eyebrows to his temples, like a sinuous centipede, coiled there, a little mad.

Qian Zhiru's eyes were closed, and after she took a deep breath, she raised her eyes again, looked at the man, and said with a smile: "Hehe...... It's you! Do you work here? ”

"Yes! Mrs. Joe, long time no see! I thought it was ...... You don't know me anymore! When the man said this, he bit every word very hard, as if deliberately, reminding Qian Zhiru of something.

"How...... How could it be! We used to be friends! ”