Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Qiao Nancheng felt a splitting headache from Bo Fengran's words. He had drunk alcohol tonight and was already feeling terrible. Now that she was arguing with him, his head felt like it was going to explode!    

    

After shaking her hand off, he was puzzled. "What does this have to do with Tang Qingge?"    

    

Bo Fengran said sarcastically, "If it was not because of Tang Qingge, why would Bo Qichen want to deal with our Qiao family? Don't tell me you forgot that Tang Qingge is now an artiste of the Dihua."    

    

Qiao Nancheng widened his eyes and could not believe it, "That's impossible! Just because Qingge is an artiste under Second Uncle, you suspect them. Mom, are you thinking too much?"    

    

Bo Fengran's eyes were fierce. " Back then at the scene of your engagement with that slut Tang Mengqian, it was your biological Second Uncle. She personally blocked that knife for Tang Qingge on the spot. Do you think he really is as carefree as he appears on the surface? "    

    

Being pointed out by Bo Fengran, Qiao Nancheng's drunk head suddenly buzzed as if it had exploded!    

    

Tang Qingge likes him, Second Uncle?    

    

That was why she did not want to look back at him because she had an even more outstanding man. Why would she look back at him again?    

    

It was because of him, Second Uncle, that she betrayed him.    

    

"Let me tell you, that person definitely doesn't only have work in his heart. Only now did he become a living person! He had feelings and emotions. In his heart, there was someone even more important than the Bo's Group. You might not understand this, but I am your mother. I understand! "    

    

"But look at this. In comparison, you have never been able to compare with Second Uncle since you were young. Now, even more so, you can't be better than Bo Qin. I only want you to protect the business of the Qiao Corporation. But you can't even do such a small thing. You can't compare to Second Uncle. That's why Tang Qingge didn't choose you! "    

    

Bo Fengran's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing into Qiao Nancheng's chest with a knife and a knife. However, she continued to talk endlessly. The more she spoke, the more excessive she became. Qiao Nancheng trembled all over when he heard her. In the end, he was angry.    

    

"Enough!"    

    

Bo Fengran was startled and jumped in fright.    

    

Qiao Nancheng's handsome face became hideous and scary. For a moment, Bo Fengran was unable to recognize that this was her son.    

    

Qiao Nancheng shook her off and quickly returned to his own house. He closed the door and pressed it against the door. He heard Bo Fengran knocking on his door. He endured it and walked into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw that his eyes were bloodshot from drinking in the mirror. His chin was covered with green stubble and he looked like a messy and unkempt person.    

    

For a moment, he did not recognize himself.    

    

He felt that his entire world had become a mess, a mess, and a mess at some point in time.    

    

Why did this happen? Why did Tang Qingge betray him?    

    

They were supposed to be a match made in heaven, right?    

    

That night, Qiao Nancheng went to the bathroom to throw up three times. The high concentration of alcohol gave him a splitting headache, and he felt uncomfortable all over. Amidst the drunkenness, he suddenly remembered when he was in university... He was also drunk once, vomiting everywhere... At that time, Tang Qingge was by his side all night and did not sleep.    

    

"Qingge..."    

    

He shouted her name drunk over and over again, but his voice only echoed in the empty bedroom. There was no longer the girl who was willing to stay up all night and protect him by his side.    

    

He had finally gotten rid of her love, right?    

    

So she fell in love with someone else.    

    

Qiao Nancheng had a thought in his heart. How could this be? How could she fall in love with someone else? This thought was accompanied by a burning sensation in his chest that burned him from his esophagus to the soles of his feet. It was so hot that a drop of tears fell from his eyes. He covered his pillow and cried. However, after crying for a long time, he didn't shed a single tear. He only cried dryly.