The System Asks to Uninstall: The Male God is Poisonous

Joze walked in and saw the nail polish bottle on the ground at once.

The bottle was not screwed on, and the red nail polish flowed out and stuck to the high-grade wooden floor.

Qiao Ze frowned slightly, "An'er, what's wrong with you?!"

When she saw Qiao Ze, Qiao An'er smiled instantly, ran over and hugged Qiao Ze's arm, "Brother~"

The voice is soft and coquettish.

Qiao Ze was helpless, "Which brand of new bags does An'er want to buy today? Well, or shoes and clothes or something."

Joan Er looked at the handsome and gentle man in front of her, and was in a trance for a moment, but it was only for a moment, "Brother, I don't like being alone!"

Joze sighed.

This sentence has appeared more and more frequently in the past two years.

The Qiao family is short.

But the problem is, to be honest, An Er is completely unilateral to find fault with others.

Once there was too much trouble, my grandfather had to come forward.

Seeing that Qiao Ze didn't answer her right away, Joanne shook his arm again, "Brother, please help me, because of that bitch, I have lost my promised job now. already."

Joze frowned, "An'er, how did you talk?!"

Joaner stuck out her tongue, "But that's what it was! He always had trouble getting along with me, and often satirized me in the group, and finally hooked up with a plan and lost my job. Brother, you must help me teach him a good lesson!"

Qiao Ze pressed the slightly painful temple, "An'er, eat at home first, and then talk about it after dinner."

Today is a dinner day, I have to go back to accompany my grandpa.

Joanne snorted softly.

 …

The black commercial vehicle left the noisy city and drove into the secluded but solemn military compound.

The soldiers with guns at the gate didn't let them go when they saw Qiao Ze's license plate. They waited until the window was lowered and they raised the railing when they could see Qiao Ze's face clearly.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Joanne felt uncomfortable.

Even though her grandfather lives here, even though she has lived here for many years, she still doesn't like it here.

Too serious.

Too solemn.

Too sharp.

It felt like a big rock was pressed against my chest and I couldn't breathe.

The vehicle slowly entered, and finally stopped in front of the innermost house.

Get off.

Qiao Ze said hello to the sixtieth man who was waiting at the door, "Grandpa Wei."

Very respectful tone.

Respect from the heart.

The kind old man smiled and nodded, "Ozawa is back!"

After that, Wei Jie looked at Qiao An'er, "An'er, your grandfather is in a bad mood recently, don't contradict him."

Qiao An'er pulled out a smile, "Grandpa Wei, I understand."

Wei Jie sighed and said no more.

He has been with Qiao Anguo since he was young as his deputy.

He has never been married and has no children. He really hurts when the Qiao family's children are his own parents and children.

In recent years, the little princess has grown up, she has her own ideas, and she doesn't come back often.

Several people entered the house.

The Qiao mansion was built very well.

Yes, it's just atmospheric, not luxurious or refined.

But this kind of atmosphere, which is reflected in every flower and tree, brick by brick, makes people feel that a strong sense of history is blowing.

In the lobby.

The old man in the tunic suit is making tea. The old man has gray hair and a clear face. Even though he is old, his deep eyes are still as sharp as a falcon.

Hearing footsteps, Qiao Anguo raised his head, "Come back?!"

And found—

For the first time, his grandson did not answer him immediately, but looked at the wall with a stunned photo of him and his deceased lover.