Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

The notebook on her chest is like a time bomb, ticking in her ear every minute.

It turned out that it was such a secret back then?

Qiao Ansheng stood up straight, stretched out her hand to hold down the elevator, staring at her toes, and at that moment had made a clear-headed decision.

Some things have been involved for too long, and it's time to let the truth come to light.

Qiao Ansheng went downstairs, stopped the car at hand, and went straight to Qin's house.

Outside the window, Qiao Ansheng's heart was still pounding, and it was difficult to wake up from the excessive shock.

She tremblingly exhaled a hot breath, took out the notebook from her arms, and said to Lin Qing, sorry, then opened the notebook and began to look at it from the beginning without falling off.

The car was driving slowly, it was such a short journey, but he didn't want to overturn all of Qiao Ansheng's cognition.

By the time she closed the notebook, she didn't know what she was going to think about, and she had only one thought in her mind: It turned out to be this way, but it was so?

Qiao Ansheng's thoughts fluctuated for a moment, and he suddenly received too many messages in his mind, as if it suddenly went down.

At the beginning, she didn't understand Lin Qing a little. In her opinion, Yao Man had already taken Lin Qing's kindness back then, so why didn't she go to Qin Tianhai to make it clear.

Staying at Qin's house so cowardly.

Even after she took Qin Yanchen to escape from the Qin family, Qiao Ansheng felt that she didn't understand. She obviously gave birth to the child, so why wouldn't she start fighting for herself?

But now it seems that things are not as simple as she thought.

Qiao Ansheng clutched the notebook on her chest tightly. She shrank her body hard and leaned hard against the leather cushion behind her. It seemed that this was the only way to make her feel calmer.

The car drove all the way into Qin's house.

The fountain sculpture was still spraying the water line in the light, and the delicate little angel was also shining in the light. Before the car stopped, Qiao Ansheng unscrewed the car door and rushed in like a whirlwind.

At this moment in the house is a piece of peace.

Wang Ziqing and others were sitting in the living room, watching Qin Guangyan and the housekeeper fighting on chess, crackling, and when the chess pieces were placed on the board, there was a crisp crashing sound, sometimes mixed with the voice of a few people.

The servant brought tea and snacks, and Yao Man silently took the tea from the servant. First, he gave the prince a clear cup. The smile on his face was quite flattering: "Mom, how does this tea taste?"

Wang Ziqing raised his eyelids and glanced at the purple sand teacup. There was no special expression on his face. He just reached out and took a sip.

The tea rolled back and forth in her throat, and she narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded, seemingly aftertaste.

"Yes, this tea is good..."

Yao Man smiled even more.

Qin Yanchen has been a lot quieter these days, and has never continued to pick things up.

This relieved Yao Man a lot.

In addition, she had vented that day, and people finally seemed to be relieved, exhausted, and the kind of Yonghua beauty that had been cultivated for years of pampering and treatment appeared on her again.

Seeing Wang Ziqing nodded in praise, the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, and she held another cup and handed it to Qin Guangyan.

"Dad, try it too."

Qin Guangyan held the chess piece without looking at it, all his thoughts were on the chessboard, and he just snarled to the side: "Well, okay, put it there first, and drink later."

He raised the chess piece in his hand, slapped it, and swallowed the chess piece on the chessboard in a crisp motion. He raised his head and laughed loudly: "Old Ren, General!"

The steward Ren held the chess piece and was in a dilemma. Finally, he threw the chess piece, looking helpless, and shook his head at the chessboard.

"It's still your master, you're still so good after so many years, I, I'm willing to go downhill."

Qin Guangyan listened to his rainbow fart, took the tea that had been dried next to him, and took a long sip.

After winning the game, he was in a good mood, his face couldn't help but his face was refreshed.

"No way, old Ren, is your technique too regressive, or my chess skill has improved again? Needless to say, I think it must be my chess skill! You say, don't you, old lady!"

Wang Ziqing was holding tea, and glanced at Qin Guangyan, who was floating around him, his tail was about to rise to the sky, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and patted his thigh.

"What is it! I saw it for you! What kind of advanced chess skills you have to win against the old man, you have the ability to go to the inkstone."

When Wang Ziqing spoke, he turned his head and looked for the direction of the steward, standing up with his hands on his lips, and mysteriously saying to him: "Old Ren, don't you know, this old man had to pull down the inkstone at the beginning. Chess, I wanted to bully Yanchen at a young age and didn’t understand chess. As a result, guess what..."

With white gloves in his hand, the housekeeper was bowing his head to clean up all the pieces on the chessboard. Hearing the prince's question, he raised his eyes and looked at it with a smile.

"Master lost?"

The prince nodded fiercely, his expression was quite gloating: "Well, that's not it! The one who loses is called a miserable one. Let Yanchen die in just a few steps!"

Qin Guangyan frowned, hissed, and glared at the prince who was busy tearing down the platform.

"Then how can I compare with Yanchen, I am a big age, he is a young man, I, I lose to him, it is not shameful!"

Lin Qing stood on one side, holding a purple sand pot. After filling Wang Ziqing with water, seeing Qin Guangyan's neck become a little red, he straightened up and interrupted in a word.

"Haha, Dad is right! Yanchen's brain doesn't know how much better than ordinary children, Mom, even if you let Dad go with him when he is young, you may not be able to do it!"

Qin Guangyan saw someone handing over the steps, hurriedly down the steps, and angrily looked back at Wang Ziqing, who was smiling unreasonably.

"Yes! Yanchen has a great brain! I didn't lose to him technically, I was..."

He clicked to his temple twice: "Here! Lost to him, this kid's brain can stretch out eight exquisite roads, you say, how can I compare?"

"Come on, if you lose, you lose."

Wang Ziqing was holding the fragrant tea, he was nestled in the sofa, a silver thread was rolled into a neat bun, and a jade-colored fringed hairpin was inserted in the back of his head, and it shook up and down as she laughed. .

Yao Man didn't speak any more, but calmly filled Qin Guangyan with water.

She stood aside, keeping her eyes on Qin Guangyan and Wang Ziqing. Seeing that there was no clue on the faces of these two people, she was slightly relieved.

The sights met the butler in mid-air for a while, and they knew each other and quickly turned their sights away.