Qiao Yaozu bent over.

He picked up the paper flower that had been trampled on the ground.

He stared at it for a long time, and then held it in his hand.

He had folded the paper flower for a long time.

Because Old Mrs. Qiao had come to talk to him.

Old Mrs. Qiao said he should be more romantic to his wife.

For example, send flowers or something else.

Although he was stupid, he knew that it was so easy to buy flowers.

It would be more heartfelt to fold them by himself.

So he started to fold the flowers.

He asked maids to play the video on the phone and then followed the steps.

He was stupid and could not fold it well.

But he thought, although he was stupid, he could learn a few more times.

So he folded the whole night.

He even got dark circles.

However, he was very happy.

Because finally he folded a beautiful paper flower.

He was full of joy to take it to his wife, but did not expect his wife directly crushed it with her foot.

As in the past, she scolded him again.

Qiao Yaozu's heart ached a little.

He was a bit sad.

But he still took a long breath.

He couldn't blame his wife.

It was his wife, how could he blame her?

It was his bad.

He was too stupid and always made his wife angry.

His wife trampled on his flower. It must be that he didn't fold the flower well enough, so that his wife didn't like it.

It didn't matter. He would fold a few more times.

One day, he would fold a beautiful flower that his wife would like.

...

Qiao Palace.

Not only Qiao Yaozu and Fang Liyuan.

But also Qiao Momo was upset.

He inadvertently learned that Xiaoyu had encountered a difficulty.

That was, Xiaoyu wanted to develop a kind of bread.

A kind of bread that was particularly delicious, but didn't make women gain weight.

Xiaoyu thought of many ways, but no solution.

Qiao Momo was also helping Xiaoyu to find a solution.

He asked the chef of the Qiao Palace.

But the chef said that it was impossible.

A delicious bread was necessarily high in sweetness and oil.

Only calories could stimulate the taste buds.

For this reason, Qiao Momo felt very annoyed.

Today, Qiao Shaoting, who was far away from home, called Qiao Momo.

He heard Qiao Momo sighing all the time.

Qiao Shaoting then asked, and Qiao Momo subconsciously said, "How can I develop a bread that has no calories and is delicious?"

Qiao Shaoting held his breath.

He was so smart. Of course he understood that his son had no interest in becoming a baker.

Perhaps it was because of Qin Yu.

The last time Watson talked to him, he told him about the recent situation of Qiao Momo.

Qiao Shaoting knew that his son was in contact with Qin Yu again and even went to City A a few times.

Qiao Shaoting did not object.

This was Qiao Momo's freedom.

As long as Qin Yu was willing, he wouldn't oppose.

After he hung up the phone, Qiao Shaoting got his attendant here.

He asked the attendant to help him search for delicious and calorie-free bread.

The attendant listened with widened eyes.

The president of a country would make such a request!

The president didn't look like a foodie!

After being stunned for a moment, the attendant spoke out, "Mr. Qiao, in fact, with your body shape, even if you eat some high-calorie food, it is fine."

Qiao Shaoting didn't have time to explain too much, and just glanced at his attendant, "Just do what you are told to do."

"Yes, Mr. Qiao!"

...

Later, the attendant called Watson.

He and Watson had a good relationship.

On the phone, the attendant said, "Colonel Watson, I really didn't expect that Mr. Qiao is a foodie. He actually ordered me to find such bread. It was beyond my expectation. I thought Mr. Qiao wasn't interested in food."

(To be continued)