Big boss, she became the boss's daughter

Chapter 153 The Yin Family Has Only One Young Master

"How is Grandpa?" Yin Simo asked.

Uncle Quan replied: "The old man was so annoyed by the two of them, he pretended to be dizzy on purpose, but they still refused to leave, so I had no choice but to call you, young master."

Yin Simo also guessed this result after seeing Yin Jinian and Rong Guosui. If something happened to his grandfather, it is absolutely impossible for these two people to stay here safe and sound.

"Take me to see grandpa." He still wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.

Uncle Quan led Yin Simo to Yin Changrui's bedroom.

Probably the door of the bedroom was not closed, and the sound of babbling opera could be heard from a long distance away.

When he got closer, he saw Yin Changrui lying on the rocking chair, with his eyes closed, singing a part of opera lyrics that Yin Simo couldn't understand.

"Old master, the young master is back."

Yin Changrui half-opened his eyes and asked, "Did you see someone?"

Yin Simo said, "See you."

Uncle Quan interrupted, "Master is getting more and more outrageous. Just now, he wanted to hit the young master in front of me."

Yin Changrui's rocking chair stopped suddenly, and he slapped his palm on the armrest, "That bastard! You just watch him do it?"

"How can it be, but I didn't move my hand, it was... the young master kicked him."

"Okay! Good kick! He really thought Ah Mo was the kid who allowed him to bully him? This kick made him remember. If he dares to mess around like this next time, don't be polite to him."

As much as Yin Changrui loves Yin Simo, he is more angry with Yin Jinian, a son who does not live up to expectations.

He asked Yin Simo: "Do you know why the two of them came to the door today?"

Yin Simo said: "I don't want to know."

Yin Jinian's father meant nothing to him, and he was not interested in inquiring about a stranger.

Yin Changrui sighed, "I know you don't want to have anything to do with him, but now that you've grown up, there are some things you have to face."

Knowing that Yin Changrui wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Yin Simo, Uncle Quan closed the door for them and quietly retreated out.

At the moment there were only the two of them left, and Yin Changrui spoke more bluntly.

"Grandpa is getting old now, I don't know how many more years I can be with you, but as long as I, Yin Changrui, live in this world, I will not allow anyone to bully you, even if that person is my son!"

"Grandpa." Yin Simo frowned, he didn't like to hear such unlucky words from Yin Changrui.

Yin Changrui sighed again: "But I'm afraid that the time is too short to protect you from growing up! Your father came to see me this time because Rong Ling was pregnant again, and now her belly is three months old, so he and Rong Guo came here You came to me because I hoped that I would look upon these unborn children and let them recognize their ancestors."

Yin Simo's voice was cold: "I only have one relative, grandpa."

Yin Changrui patted him on the shoulder, "Silly boy, my Yin family will only have one young master, and that is you. Don't worry, even if Rong Ling has ten or eight more children, they won't even think about entering my Yin family."

The atmosphere between grandparents and grandchildren was just right, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"What's the matter?" Being interrupted, Yin Changrui was unhappy, and his tone was not much better.

"Master, it's the Tang family calling."

Yin Changrui immediately changed his face, and hurriedly said: "My in-laws are calling? Quick, bring the phone in."

Uncle Quan opened the door and handed the phone to Yin Changrui.

Yin Changrui smiled and said to the other end of the receiver: "Dear family, what kind of wind is this that brought your phone? How is Jiaojiao girl recently?"

　Hey darlings, it’s a new week, and I haven’t ordered Little Star’s yet, please help me to fill up (‵‵)

　　Last night, another group of little night owls cast late at night, babies, pay attention to rest, think that the knife knife was so strong back then, until the hairline... (*/ω＼*) It’s tears at most!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)