Sometimes the cold war between brother and sister is severe, and grandma has to step in.
Qiao Han couldn't help but laugh and chuckled, "Mr. Zhan heard you say that he is shameless. I'm afraid you won't get any good results."
As far as she knew, the young masters of the Zhan family had special respect for and fear of Zhan Yin, their eldest brother.
Zhan Yin still looked cold and arrogant in front of outsiders, but it was in front of Haitong that he seemed to be a completely different person.
There is such an eldest brother, even a cousin. Since the Zhan family does not have a separate family and the whole family lives in Youyou Villa, the children have grown up together and have a deep brotherly love. Therefore, Zhan Yin, the eldest brother, has enough authority. , shocking the cousins below.
"My eldest brother is not here. Besides, I am telling the truth. My eldest brother became more and more shameless after he had his sister-in-law. We can learn from the same example."
Qiao Han smiled: "You are shameless when you are shameless, and you blame others. Okay, let's get ready to go out. Haoyu, let me ask you a question. I am wearing an evening dress, but not high heels to attend the banquet. Will you be laughed at?"
"Would you mind if I got laughed at?"
Zhan Haoyu lowered his head and looked at the pair of high heels that were taken off, and smiled: "What do I mind? When have I ever been afraid of other people laughing at me? I have always done whatever I want, no matter what others think of me. "
"If I didn't care what others thought of me, we wouldn't be as sweet as we are today."
If Zhan Haoyu cared about other people's opinions, he would not have pursued Qiao Han openly in the first place. After all, Qiao Han, in the eyes of Jiangcheng people, was Young Master Qiao, the eldest son of the Qiao family, and his public pursuit of Qiao Han was a sign of hom*osexuality.
"If you are not used to wearing high heels, don't wear them. You know best whether the shoes are comfortable under your feet. You can just change the shoes that are uncomfortable. There is no need to force yourself to continue wearing shoes that are not suitable for you."
With that said, Zhan Haoyu brought the leather shoes that Qiao Han usually wore and placed them at Qiao Han's feet. He smiled and said, "Put on leather shoes. You are used to wearing leather shoes. Just make them comfortable. If others want to laugh, just laugh. It doesn’t matter what others do, as long as we live comfortably ourselves.”
He touched the evening dress Qiao Han was wearing again and said, "I know you are not used to wearing women's clothes, although I really like watching you wear women's clothes. You are like a fairy descending from heaven. That noble and cool look fascinates me to death. "
"But if you feel uncomfortable or are not used to it, you don't need to wear women's clothing. It doesn't matter whether others know you are a woman or not. I just know. Others think I am gay, but I am not really gay. It doesn't matter what they say. "
"You put your suit back on and continue to attend the banquet as the eldest young master of the Qiao family. Everything is done for your comfort."
After Qiao Han looked at him for a long time, he said: "Haoyu, I love you, it's true."
Zhan Haoyu smiled broadly, "I love you even more, I love you to death."
Her feelings for him were definitely not as deep as his feelings for her.
But she was willing to say that she loved him, and Zhan Haoyu was still very happy.
"I love you and don't want anyone to say you're gay again. Tonight, I decided to wear an evening dress and high heels. I'm really not used to wearing them. I've been practicing all afternoon, but I still can't get out of everyone's way." My mother was so angry at my ladylike pace."
"I don't want to force myself anymore. I decided not to wear high heels. I don't care what others say about me. I only care about your opinion. Since you don't mind me doing this, then do whatever is comfortable for you."
Qiao Han did not wear a long wig or high heels, but put on the leather shoes she was accustomed to wearing.
The evening dress her mother had chosen for her had a long hem. JrNovels.com
