Master's Million Blind Wife

Qiao Xue's eyes turned. "Dad, I'm afraid I will have to make you feel wronged for a while..."    

Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun looked over and Qiao Xue lowered her voice to whisper.    

...    

A lively birthday banquet lasted until midnight before it ended. Although Elder Mu was an old birthday star, he was still old and naturally left early. As the main character, Moo Yuwei naturally stayed till the end.    

Hence, when she returned to the house, it was already very late. But after she washed up, she forcefully braced herself and landed on the Supreme Game.    

She believed that the interaction between Huo Chengzhou and Qiao An tonight was definitely fake. Huo Chengzhou must be putting on an act, and at the same time, she had also made up her mind.    

She must ask Huo Chengzhou to meet again.    

She did not believe that with her talent and looks, she would not be able to compare to Qiao An, that blind person.    

When the account login was successful, there was a beeping sound on the message interface. When she saw that it was a message from a sharpening knife, her glabella immediately leaped with joy. She clicked open the chat box.    

[I have been very busy recently. I am afraid I do not have time to play games together. Sorry. ]    

Moo Yuwei looked at this message three times before she confirmed that it was from the whetstone account.    

Her heart sank to the bottom in an instant.    

It must be that b * tch Qiao An had said something to Huo Chengzhou. Otherwise, how could he suddenly say that he was busy?    

Now that Moo Yuwei thought about it, she suddenly felt that it was somewhat hasty to negotiate with Qiao An!    

She should have met Huo Chengzhou first before going to find Qiao An. At this moment, she was not sure if Qiao An had told anyone about her.    

Moo Yuwei rubbed her hair with an irritated expression and then sent a message to whetted. [Let's meet...] [We didn't see each other last time...]    

Moo Yuwei had already logged off after sharpening her knife. Of course, she did not reply. Thinking that she still had to report to the new company tomorrow, Moo Yuwei could only go to sleep first.    

...    

The next day.    

Qin Yining went to school, Qiao An went to musical instrument store, Huo Chengzhou went to the Huoke of Huo's Technology Company, and Huo Feng naturally went to Dingcheng Technology after tidying up the documents.    

Coincidentally, he met a completely unexpected person in the company, Moo Yuwei.    

The two of them met and Moo Yuwei recognized him as Huo Chengzhou's driver. She greeted him very politely, "Hello, is Mr Cheng not here today?"    

Huo Feng was stunned for a moment, "No."    

The two of them passed by each other. After Huo Feng entered the elevator, his heart was filled with surprise. Why did Moo Yuwei come to Dingcheng?    

Also, why did she ask if Mr Cheng came or not?    

So the first question he asked after seeing Old K was about Moo Yuwei.    

Old K took out a stack of information about new employees and looked at it. "Moo Yuwei is the original designer, Wei Wei. In the future, she will join Qiao Er's team to design the Shangcheng Game."    

"Moo Yuwei is Wei Wei?" A complicated look flashed across Huo Feng's face. "Is Wei Wei Eldest Qiao?"    

Old K shook his head. "I don't know about that, but it doesn't feel like it. Otherwise, the drafts she made earlier would have passed long ago. And what about Qiao'er?"    

Huo Feng heard him call Qiao'er affectionately. He coughed lightly before asking, "This Qiao'er you are talking about is the designer bottle?"    

Old K nodded. "Yeah, you've seen it before. Didn't you agree on the collaboration framework with him?"    

Huo Feng could not help but curl his lips. Then he felt that his emotions seemed to be a little too extroverted. He pressed the corner of his mouth again. "Where is he now? I'll go and take a look."    

Just as Old K was about to speak, someone knocked on the office door. Then, a deep and magnetic voice said, "CEO Xing, it's me."    

Old K raised his eyebrows and gave Huo Feng a look. "Come in."    

The office door was pushed open. Huo Feng turned his head and looked over. His eyes met a pair of deep and clear eyes. Yem Qiaoyu, who was wearing a suit, pushed the glasses on his nose. "It's you."