As Xu Qiao said, no one in the world can escape Cheng Lang''s mouth.


    The key to persuasion lies in eliminating the other party''s worries and grasping the other party''s pain points. Cheng Lang knows how to judge people''s feelings and situations. Xu Kangrong doesn''t miss her daughter, but the more she sees her daughter''s success, the more she doesn''t want her failure to become a stain on her body. She doesn''t want her to make a fool of her father, so although she can''t help it, she''s furtive.


    Cheng Lang gives Xu Kangrong a look, suggesting that he will talk later.


    Xu Kangrong agreed to come down and told Cheng Lang that he was OK. He could spend more time in the car and not delay Xu Qiao''s work.


    Cheng Lang nods and takes Xu Qiao back to the art museum.


    Xu Qiao quietly sighed with him all the way, saying that her father was an elder in front of her and an employee in front of him.


    In fact, there is some truth in this.


    Xu Kangrong does not follow the old road to continue to operate jewelry. After all, there are different business opportunities at each stage. After he went abroad, he started real estate in Southeast Asia. China''s real estate has developed quite mature, but in some Southeast Asian countries, it is a booming new industry.


    Xu Kangrong saw the business opportunities, but Cheng Lang dredged the way for him, exaggerating, even providing "golden finger". Without Cheng Lang, Xu Kangrong could not have established himself in Southeast Asia so soon.


    So at this point, it was supposed to be the time for the future father-in-law to test his future son-in-law, but when they arrived, their relationship became deformed.


    Xu Qiao also knows that Cheng Lang must be helping her father in business, so her father can''t help but look at people''s eyes and act. He talks and laughs, but he doesn''t really care.


    After all, Cheng Lang has been very good to her. Unlike other girls, she needs to rely on her father to give her boyfriend a strong hand.


    When they returned to the museum, the after party had already begun.


    If the significance of the just concluded fashion show is to establish the brand image, then the after party after the fashion show is an important link to consolidate the brand relationship.


    Publisher, senior editor, fashion circle leader, brand partner of the first-line fashion magazine Countless elites in the industry will launch social activities here.


    Although there are so many elites in the fashion circle who have gone to different shows, Xu Qiao has never seen the world when she was a buyer in the past, but for her to make her debut in the fashion show tonight, this is a social event that can''t be missed.


    So even though Xu Kangrong is waiting, she still has to get down to business.


    Two people in the banquet hall, one person a wine, drinking, and many familiar faces met. At first, Cheng Lang took Xu Qiao with her. Later, seeing that she could handle it well, she gradually let go and went to the side to have a drink with Jiang Fang, Shen Dang and song Mian.


    A young man, who had entrusted himself with 18 layers of relationship, passed by them and saw Cheng Lang on the sofa. He didn''t know that he was the president of lanchen group. He turned his head and whispered, "isn''t that the guy on the big screen, Yuli''s boyfriend?"


    Jiang Fang patted Cheng Lang on the shoulder: "I''m demoted, Mr. Lang."


    Cheng Lang holds his temple and smiles with ease: "it''s a girlfriend, too good."


    "If you are any better, you will not have Mr. Cheng when you go out, but only your brother and sister''s boyfriend. What''s it like?"


    Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "it''s a taste you can''t enjoy in your life."


    “……”


    "Also," Cheng Lang made a gesture, "the statement can be more rigorous, since it is later, it is not just a boyfriend."


    Jiang Fang has heard from Cheng Lang for the first time. For example, this time, it''s the first time that an overbearing president has emphasized the identity of "husband" so tactfully.


    On one side, song Mian and Shen Dang also knew each other and raised their heads from the chat.


    "Mr. Lang, are you ready to start a family?" Shen Dang asked.


    Cheng Lang smiles. It''s an obvious default.


    "Mr. Cheng is there..." Because there are so many people and so many eyes, Shen Dang only says half of his words. He is asking Cheng Lang if his grandfather will exert resistance.


    Cheng Lang puts his mobile phone on the glass tea table, slides it gently and throws it to him.


    Shen Dang looks at the screen of his mobile phone. It''s a video message sent by Cheng''s mother an hour ago. In the video, Mr. Cheng wears a pair of presbyopia glasses and looks at the computer. The computer image is just the live broadcast of the fashion show.


    The old man''s face is a "although I don''t understand your young people''s aesthetic, but it still looks pretty powerful" expression.


    Next, Cheng''s mother said, "son, your father secretly photographed your grandfather. This time, he can really take people home. "


    SHEN Dang laughs:" OK, Mr. Lang, it''s time to put the proposal on the agenda. "


    Jiang Fang raised his hand enthusiastically: "I''ll help you arrange the scene of the proposal, pink petals, pink balloons, pink bubbles, pink lace. I''ll make you satisfied."


    Cheng Lang and Shen Dang look at him with a look that is hard to say but hard to say.


    "Let go of yourself and let go of the waves. Don''t make Mrs. waves angry and run away." Shen Dang patted Jiang Fang on the back.Song Mian was smiling.


    Jiang sighed: "OK, I don''t want to interfere. Do you want to watch the head office? Mr. Lang, when do you want to say something? "


    Cheng Lang leans on the back of the sofa and shakes the liquor in the goblet calmly: "wait for the time."


    -


    after the party, Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao make up with Xu Kangrong and go back to Lishan residence.


    Although after dinner, the three did not eat dinner, it is time to be full.


    Cheng Lang arranged the dinner in advance. He knew that it was not too extravagant tonight. The more homely the atmosphere was, the more relaxed the relationship between father and daughter would be. So he prepared a table of ordinary Beicheng dishes, and the birthday cake was not boastful. After all, three people were a little silly facing a nine story cake tower.


    After a dinner, Cheng Lang acts as a bridge between the father and daughter. He asks Xu Qiao all the time about her father''s recent situation. He also talks about Xu Qiao''s recent life intentionally or unconsciously to Xu Kangrong.


    At the end of the day, when we light candles to eat the cake, maybe Cheng Lang''s bridge works, or maybe father and daughter are both inspired by the wine on the dinner table. On the alcohol, Xu Kangrong wipes tears and sings out of tune birthday songs to Xu Qiao. Xu Qiao finally opens her arms and asks her father for a hug.


    Cheng Lang asked his aunt to cook the sobering soup and gave the father and daughter a bowl of wine.


    But the effect of this wake-up soup is not immediate, it has to go through a process.


    Xu Qiao''s usual practice is to have a bad taste of beauty, and when it comes to bad taste, she doesn''t recognize her. Regardless of Cheng Lang and Xu Kangrong, she goes upstairs to open her birthday present, taking the same steps as the model on the T-stage tonight.


    Cheng Lang wanted to go with her, but Xu Kangrong dragged him around and said, "Mr. Cheng, don''t go. Listen to me -"


    he had to ask his aunt to take care of Xu Qiao and help the big one to the sofa.


    Unexpectedly, after the people in the living room broke up, Xu Kangrong suddenly did not go crazy. Except that his face was flushed, his expression had returned to calm. He sat upright and said with a dry smile: "Mr. Cheng, I was offended just now."


    Cheng Lang eyebrows a Yang, probably understand the meaning of Xu Kangrong this move.


    Maybe he had something to talk with him, but he was afraid that Xu would be suspicious and turn back to ask, so he pretended to be drunk.


    Cheng Lang nodded that he had nothing to do. He invited people into his study and said, "Mr. Xu, I have something to say here."


    Sitting on the single sofa, Xu Kangrong rubbed his palms and knees: "Mr. Cheng, I''ll tell you straight. I want to ask you, Qiao Qiao doesn''t seem to know that you helped me pay that debt? "


    Cheng Lang nodded.


    Xu Kangrong hesitated for a moment: "this..."


    Cheng Lang continued: "I didn''t mention it to her before, and I won''t tell her later."


    When he paid Xu Kangrong''s debts at the beginning, Cheng Lang held on airs and gave himself a step. He defined it as the transaction of exchanging money for Xu Qiao.


    But Xu Kangrong has no way out. He is worried that taking his daughter away by force will make her follow her to the end of the world. She will be chased and stopped by those unscrupulous usury creditors, threatening her personal safety, so he agrees to Cheng Lang.


    Cheng Lang was so good at negotiation that he never thought about it at that time. Xu Kangrong might refuse.


    But after careful consideration, if Xu Kangrong was bold enough to take his daughter away, he would have to bite his teeth to pay the debt for the Xu family.


    Because his motivation is to move.


    However, there is no if after all.


    Although they had their own positions at that time, it would not be a pleasant thing for Xu Qiao.


    They all know very well that with Xu Qiao''s hardness of mouth and heart, she will certainly understand them, but she will inevitably feel sad.


    "It seems that I have never admitted my mistake to anyone except her and grandfather," Cheng Lang sighed and laughed. "But in this matter, I have to admit to you that if I do it again, I will not force you to choose. I will use a more appropriate way to ask her to stay."


    "Mr. Cheng, don''t say that. You really helped our family at that time. After all, you blame me for being a father." Xu Kangrong sighed, "when I mention this to you, I want to tell you that I have saved some money these days. I will pay you the debt you paid for me. Although it may take a lot of time, I will pay it back in three, five or ten years."


    Cheng Lang understands Xu Kangrong''s mood.


    After all, Xu Kangrong is not sure that he will always be in love with Xu Qiao. If they get married, this starting point, of course, should be absolute equality.


    "Although I don''t think it''s necessary, because no matter what, I will treat her equally, but if you insist on doing so, I''m willing to accept your repayment. I just hope you don''t worry. Everything is about your health. For her, your safety and health is the most important thing."


    "I know..." Xu Kangrong wiped the corners of his eyes, "I know."


    Cheng Lang gets up and pats him on the shoulder.


    Xu Kangrong also stood up and said with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Cheng, I still have to see clients tomorrow, so I won''t stay overnight. Neither Qiao Qiao nor I like to make a tearful separation. Just go back and tell her for me. I will come back to accompany her on New Year''s Eve this year."Cheng Lang nodded: "I''ll send someone to take you to the airport."


    "Don''t bother..."


    "Mr. Xu," Cheng Lang said with a smile, holding his arm, "let''s not talk about two families."


    Xu Kangrong looked at him with twinkling eyes. He was silent. He raised his hand and patted the back of his hand twice.


    Although he didn''t say anything, Cheng Lang saw the father''s meaning from the solemn gesture.


    He was saying that his daughter was given to him.


    After seeing off Xu Kangrong, Cheng Lang takes out a letter from the study drawer and goes up to the second floor.


    Xu Qiao is sitting on the carpet in her bedroom, frantically opening presents. She doesn''t look very drunk, but she''s a little bit drunk. She''s in a passionate state.


    Seeing him coming, she forked up angrily: "where''s your present? Why haven''t you given it to me? "


    Cheng Lang walks over with a smile and sits on the carpet.


    He didn''t have such a slovenly habit of sitting on the ground before. Maybe he was infected by her.


    "My present is too big for the moment." Cheng Lang explained to her.


    "What?" Xu Qiao tilted her head to look at him.


    "The island you wanted last time."


    Xu Qiao put her arms around his neck and was excited: "really? Didn''t you say no before? "


    "Casually, you really believe it," Cheng Lang said with a smile. He put his arms around her. "When do you want less than you?"


    "Then when can I be the island owner?" Xu Qiao held him in her arms and danced with excitement.


    "The facilities on the island haven''t been perfected yet. I''ll take you when it''s completed, OK?"


    Xu Qiao nodded and gave him a kiss: "thank you husband."


    "But I can''t give you nothing today." Cheng Lang thought.


    "What else is there today?" She blinked.


    "You said that you used to open a letter left by your mother on your birthday every year. I counted the number of those letters before and calculated that it was the last one on your birthday last year?"


    Xu Qiao''s face darkened and nodded: "yes..."


    Cheng Lang conjures up a letter from behind him.


    Xu Qiao a Leng, released to embrace his hand, Zheng Zheng looking at this letter.


    as like as two peas in her mother''s letter, it is the handwriting of Cheng Lang, which is twenty-four years old.


    "I''ll write to you for your mother every birthday, OK?" Cheng Lang looks into her eyes and asks.


    Xu Qiao slowly took the envelope, somehow, as if this day all moved to this moment completely unable to convergence, tears burst into my eyes.


    A letter was not a big deal, he was using this promise to tell her that she would have him in the future.


    "You''re so upset!" Xu Qiao sobbed and sobbed, "happy birthday. Why do you have to make me cry?"


    Cheng Lang rubbed the top of her hair, with an expression of blunder: "yes, I shouldn''t make you cry at this time..."


    Xu Qiao wiped her tears and looked at him. She seemed to hear the sound of warning.


    Sure enough, the next second: "it''s time to go to bed."


    “……”


    Xu Qiao''s tears dried up faster than when they came down. He sent him two words: "abnormal!"