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Doting Billionaire Chapter 1805

After wandering around the courtyard by Qiao Han accompanying War Hao Yu, a servant came over to say that dinner could be served.

Only then did the two return to the house together.

Mrs. Qiao looked at the two people coming in shoulder to shoulder, her own daughter, whether it was her height or her aura, was no different from War Hao Yu.

War Hao Yu didn’t know what he was saying to her daughter, his handsome face was all smiles, while her daughter had a stern face, her look was serious as hell, and she hadn’t moved her lips to respond to War Hao Yu.

Mrs. Qiao sighed in her heart, a good daughter, how did she become like this?

She can’t even chat, even she, her own mother, and her daughter often chat the sky to death.

Daughter such a nature, should find a mouth will say the man, otherwise the couple every day wide-eyed, no words, the family has no popularity.

Thinking this way, Mrs. Qiao suddenly felt that War Hao Yu was very much in line with her son-in-law selection criteria.

He was the third young master of the War family, in charge of the catering industry of the War Group, and had outstanding abilities. He was about the same age as Qiao Han, and could speak well, which was most suitable for Qiao Han.

Mrs. Qiao, thinking this way, looked at War Hao Yu and liked him even more.

During the meal, Mrs. Qiao kept greeting and eating the dishes, sometimes she would even give them to him herself.

Even Qiao Dong is from time to time to help war haoyu clip food, the two people eat food and drink, while bragging.

Qiao Han silently ate her meal, looking at how well her parents treated Zhaoyu, feeling that she was picked up, and that Zhaoyu was her parents’ own.

His parents’ good treatment of War Hao Yu, he also accepted all of it, but just by eating a meal and drinking a few glasses of wine, Qiao Han felt that War Hao Yu had become a godson in his parents’ eyes.

Her dad had even taken Zhaohaoyu’s shoulders and called him his brother now.

“Come on, old brother, let’s drink another cup.”