just want to occupy her

"The humble house is simple, I hope grandpa doesn't dislike it, grandpa, shall I carry you to bed?"

Jing Shilin nodded blankly, and let Yang Yiran carry him to the bed.

It wasn't until Yang Yiran said goodnight and left that Jing Shilin came to his senses.

After reacting, he reached out his hand excitedly to find out the phone, and quickly dialed it.

"Steward Yang, go and check the details of Wenxin's mother and son's car accident back then. The main thing is to check whether my grandson really fell into the river and died."

When Steward Yang on the other end of the phone heard this, his eyes widened in horror. The master suddenly asked him to check this. Could it be that he found something?

"Butler Yang? Butler Yang?"

Seeing that the other party had no voice, Jing Shilin couldn't help frowning.

Butler Yang, who came to his senses, quickly replied, "Yes, master, I'll check right away."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Shilin felt more and more that the butler had something to hide from him.

After all, he has never been in a daze when answering his phone like today.

Seeing Yang Yiran come back, Su Beibei put down her phone, "Is that grandpa asleep?"

Yang Yiran nodded, "I've already fallen asleep, you've been tired all day, go to sleep, I'll send that grandpa to the police station tomorrow."

Yang Yiran reached out and rubbed Su Beibei's soft hair, his eyes were full of tenderness.

I haven't been with her well during this time, and I feel that she has become a lot prettier again.

Su Beibei nodded, "It's really tiring after running all day."

After finishing speaking, Su Beibei glanced at Yang Yiran from the corner of her eye, and seeing that he didn't say much, she pouted a little unhappy.

Pulled off the quilt and wrapped himself up, after so many days without seeing him, he didn't say he missed him, but he still misses him every day.

its not right!At this point in time, it should be when that Song Nitang came to him every day, right?

He's so busy, it won't be. . . .

Thinking that he might be with Song Nitang every day during this time, Su Beibei couldn't hold back.

He just turned over, sat down, went up to Yang Yiran who had just lay down, and then pointed at him.

"Tell me! Have you been with Song Nitang every day during this time? Have you fallen in love with her? If you don't love her, you will fall in love with me, right?"

Looking at Su Beibei, Yang Yiran blinked blankly, this. . . .

"..." Feeling that something was wrong with Yang Yiran, Su Beibei was speechless for a moment, but also slowly blushed.

After reacting, he quickly turned over and pulled the quilt to wrap himself up.

"rogue!"

Yang Yiran smiled, thinking that she must have misunderstood because he hadn't been with her for a while, so he quickly explained.

"I'll only flirt with Beibei. I'm busy with some things these days. I don't spend every day with Song Nitang. It's even less likely that I won't love you, Beibei."

Su Beibei lifted the quilt, turned to look at Yang Yiran, "Really?"

As long as he doesn't know how to fall in love with Song Nitang, she will be fine. As for being busy, she can understand, after all, his company is still on the rise.

"Of course, if I lie to Beibei, I will die badly."

Su Beibei glared at him, "Die, die, your sister! What will I do if you die? I believe in you, but no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of yourself. Look at your dark circles."

Seeing her caring eyes, Yang Yiran smiled happily, "Okay, I know."

After everything was said, Su Beibei was not angry anymore. Thinking of what she had just felt, Su Beibei blushed and dared not look at Yang Yiran.

"Well, let's sleep then."