Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Wang Ziqing was so serious that Qiao Ansheng almost sprayed out a mouthful of water.

She grew up so big, she finally experienced the feeling of being spawned, and she was so embarrassed that she was red from the back of her ears to her neck.

"Zeng, great-grandson?"

He took out the tissue and wiped his mouth. Qiao Ansheng was a little bit silly: "Grandma, is it too early?"

Wang Ziqing glanced at Qiao Ansheng, who was obviously choked by the water, and said with earnest heart: "We are not forcing you, right? Grandpa Yanchen and I are really old. The only wish in our life is to have a great-grandson."

Wang Ziqing spoke miserably, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes as he spoke, watching him crying.

Qiao Ansheng was startled, and quickly went to comfort her.

"Grandma, don't say that! You and grandpa must be a hundred years old, and I, I and Yanchen will definitely try our best to make you hug your great-grandson."

She wanted to comfort the old man with all her heart. When the old man heard her vowed guarantee, he immediately put down her hand and smiled and grabbed her hand: "Ah, really, are you serious, An Sheng?"

A smile appeared on Wang Ziqing’s face, and the wrinkles all over his face were unfolded.

"With your words, I'm relieved..."

The other party's state changed too quickly, and Qiao Ansheng didn't get used to it. Just looking at the other party's smile, there was always a feeling that he was on the thief ship again.

Wang Ziqing was very satisfied with Qiao Ansheng's hand and kept rubbing it.

"You and Yanchen, don't have any pressure, this kind of thing is actually not anxious, you know, Yanchen, he hurt his kidney, sometimes..."

Wang Ziqing blinked at Qiao Ansheng.

"Well, there will be that kind of powerless situation, but don't be afraid, your grandpa and I will definitely help you..."

Powerless?

He obviously is very good at heart!

Qiao Ansheng rolled her eyes very restrained, she could hardly see the words like her eyesight.

But to Wang Ziqing, he couldn't speak directly. He could only rub his hands on one side. It was neither sitting nor speaking, and he was vaguely vague.

Qin Guangyan saw Qiao Ansheng’s embarrassment, holding a tea cup, and while Wang Ziqing was talking about it, he inserted a sentence from the side: "Oh, you're done quickly. We'll leave when we're done. This will leave them time." !"

Wang Ziqing nodded, deeply convinced, his turning over things accelerated.

Qin Yanchen had already walked over there and sat beside Qiao Ansheng on his own, smoothing the strands of hair that had turned up at the back of her hair.

Qiao Ansheng grabbed his messy hand and squeezed it vigorously in shame.

Qin Yanchen wrapped her hand completely in his palm without changing his face, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Ziqing waited until Qin Yanchen also sat down, then cleared his throat and looked upright. He took out a few documents from his briefcase and laid them out neatly in front of them.

"This is your father and Xiao...well, after Yao Man's divorce, the court awarded your father the property..."

Qin Yanchen didn't say anything, but just snorted softly from his nose, with a trace of disdain floating in his eyes.

Wang Ziqing gave a "tsk" and glanced at him: "Don't hum, this is your dad who asked us to give it to you."

She bowed her head and spread out another document in a clatter: "And this is Qin's equity transfer letter, and he also gave it to you..."

Qin Yanchen's complexion remained unchanged, and his thick crow-like eyelashes left two rows of fan-shaped shadows on both sides of his nose.

He didn't have much feelings.

On the one hand, Qiao Ansheng was a little bit emotional.

When Qin Yanchen was hospitalized a few days ago, Qin Tianhai would often visit Qin Yanchen.

After Yao Man's accident, he also seemed to be seriously ill. He changed his spirits from head to toe, and finally began to think about what he had done for Qin Yanchen as a father over the years.

When I think about it, I feel that there is too little, and I want to remedy it, but...

Qin Yanchen didn't need his care from the beginning.

No need now.

Qin Yanchen's neglect made Qin Tianhai very uncomfortable.

Qiao Ansheng bumped into each other several times, and the father and son sat opposite each other and said nothing.

The atmosphere was dull as if it were a funeral.

After a few times, Qin Tianhai reduced the number of visits, and occasionally took a look at Qin Yanchen and hurried away.

Obviously they are biological fathers and sons, but they are so unfamiliar, which is enough to be embarrassing.

"I don't need it, you can let him stay for retirement."

Qin Yanchen's eyebrows floated, showing a sneer that would be hard to find without careful observation.

Wang Ziqing pushed the document forward and drew the zipper of the briefcase neatly. Her reaction to Qin Yanchen was not surprising, and she didn't even have a surprised expression. She just clapped her hands and said, "Anyway, we will give you everything. Bring it here, do you want it, that's your question."

She threw the briefcase under the table at random, clapped her hands, her face was stern.

"Okay, the business is over, come... let's talk about our great-grandson..."

Qiao Ansheng heard this, with various twitches between her eyebrows, foreseeing that things were not going to happen in seconds, and she quickly put down the tea cup in her hand.

"Ah, by the way, grandma, I think of it, today Qiao would like to go for a checkup. It is not convenient for him to be alone. I will go with him first. If you have any questions, just say to Yanchen, I Come back, let him tell me intact."

Qiao Ansheng didn't wait for Wang Ziqing to stay, so he quickly wiped the soles of his feet and left the ward.

All the way out of the ward, I felt that the atmosphere was full of embarrassment on my chest from the morning, and finally felt a little relieved, and Qiao An breathed a sigh of relief.

She adjusted her mood, and was about to go upstairs to check if the little **** Joe wished to eat any more food today, she suddenly skipped a figure not far away.

Qiao Ansheng frowned, why is that figure so like Zhu Xinrui?

The figure turned the corner and entered the triage room, Qiao Ansheng subconsciously pulled his leg and chased him, and by the way, he raised his head and glanced at the outpatient sign above his head.

The three words "Obstetrics and Gynecology" on the blue sign were like a basin of cold water pouring on Qiao Ansheng's body from the beginning, causing her to see a kind of coolness from her bones.

Zhu Xinrui didn't want to come to Gu Si for surgery, but he couldn't stop Gu Si from harassing her on WeChat again and again.

The services of his own hospital are about to be described as a flower, and in Gu Si's place, Zhu Xinrui can at least guarantee him that he will not talk nonsense.

After thinking about it, I finally chose Gu Si here.

She hadn't notified anyone, and she was afraid of colliding with Qiao Ansheng and the others, so she chose a veil to cover herself tightly from beginning to end, and put on a mask.

I went out with confidence, but as soon as I opened the door of the outpatient clinic, a familiar voice came from far behind: "Xinrui? Why are you here?"