Xiong Tao regarded her love as a spiritual practice and practiced hard for ten years before Qiao Hua proposed to her.
When you propose marriage, you must be sincere and sincere.
As soon as Qiao Sichen came back, he lost his soul.
Qiao Hua and Qiao Sichen are not related by blood at all, because they both have the same surname as Qiao, so they called themselves brother and sister when they were in college.
In the name of brother and sister, do things as a couple.
Xiong Tao questioned him, but he avoided talking, but took the initiative to invite Xiong Tao's parents from the countryside, hoping to formally meet them and finalize the marriage.
Then on the day of the meeting, Qiao Hua was called away by a phone call from Qiao Sichen.
Xiong Tao looked at her parents who had arrived with great expectations, and her nose felt sore. She hid in the bathroom and gave herself a slap in the face.
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Fu Yushu is recognized by celebrities in the circle as Bai Yueguang, Zhilan Yushu, and unattainable.
He is obviously a businessman wallowing in money, but there is no smell of copper on his body, only sandalwood. There are Buddhist beads around his wrist all the year round. He is cold and ascetic, and does not stir up dust.
Having been a Buddhist for nearly thirty years, he was pestered by a little girl with red eyes in the bathroom——
"Sir, can you do me a favor?"
Fu Yushu was very cold, "Why do you think I will help you?"
Xiong Tao pointed to the Buddhist beads on his wrist, suddenly clasped his hands together, and said piously: "I will definitely go to worship you, Master, please!"
Fu Yushu: "..."
For the first time, he felt compassion, "What can I help you with?"
Xiong Tao's eyes lit up, "Can you be my fiancé?"
Fu Yushu: "..."
Xiong Tao held his prayer beads like a believer: "Meet my parents, show filial piety to them, and let them think you are good to me... Amitabha!"
Fu Yushu: "..."
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A long time later.
Xiong Tao looked at his parents, who were wearing gold and silver and smiling from ear to ear, and was speechless for a moment.
Fu Yushu hugged her from behind, "Are you filial enough?"
His prayer beads fell beside her, purity and desire mixed into a beautiful contrasting color, "There are also more filial ones, it's time for them to hold their grandson."
Xiong Tao: "..."
Concept: one carrot and one pit