Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

After that, Wang Ziqing stood up, and when she stood up, her eyes swept over Qiao Ansheng who was standing on the side.

The old man lowered his head to tidy up the corners of his embroidered clothes, and said without emotion on his face: "An Sheng, you can come with me too."

Qin Yanchen frowned slightly and was about to speak immediately, but Qiao Ansheng pressed his shoulder forcefully. Qiao Ansheng met Wang Ziqing's gaze and opened a big smile: "Okay, grandma."

Qiao Ansheng has a delicate and cute face, and a pair of deep dimples with a smile, which fits the older generation's definition of a clean and beautiful girl.

Wang Ziqing originally thought that she would hide behind Qin Yanchen again, but he didn't realize that she didn't feel ashamed of herself, so she greeted her happily.

Qiao Ansheng walked over and raised Wang Ziqing's arm naturally, with a soft voice: "Slow down! I will support you."

Seeing Qiao Ansheng walking out with Wang Zishu, Qin Yanchen's brows became deeper and deeper, and he knew that his grandmother would not do anything to Qiao Ansheng.

But his mother is hard to say.

Qin Guangyan slowly sipped his tea, seeing his grandson still staring at the side with a worried expression, he couldn't help but gently tapped the teacup in his hand: "Okay, Yanchen..."

Qin Guangyan closed his eyes, his temples were white, and his two hands were folded on his knees after putting down the tea cup, with a kind of leisurely temperament: "You should also have a degree of short-term protection."

Qin Yanchen was slightly startled when he heard the sharp impact sound that was neither minor nor serious, and he lowered his eyes to obediently and withdrew his gaze.

Qin Guangyan stood up: "You don't need to worry about your little one. Your grandma can't eat her, and she's idle when she is idle. Why don't we kill two games with me. It just so happens that our father and I are also talking..."

Qin Yanchen now also understands the routine of his grandparents. Is this to separate him from Qiao Ansheng and then defeat them one by one?

He did not refuse, although his appearance was still stern, he responded with a pleasing eyebrow, "Okay."

When Qin Tianhai saw this, he was about to step up the steps, but was glanced at by Qin Guangyan, who was halfway there.

"Don't follow, so I don't have to fight between you father and son. I have to think about who will pull it apart first."

"No, Dad, I'm afraid this rebellious son will be angry with you."

Qin Tianhai was not polite, with a hint of gritted teeth in his tone.

Qin Yanchen just stepped up a step. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, turned and stood on the steps with the marble staircase handrails and looked at Qin Tianhai below.

There are steps across the floor.

The eyebrows between the father and the son can still be seen in a similar direction, but Qin Guangyan's eyebrows are much rougher than Qin Yanchen's delicate eyebrows.

The same roughness also brought a kind of majesty to his whole person.

It's just that Qin Yanchen wouldn't pay attention at all, he snorted softly.

That cold snort was just enough for Qin Tianhai to hear it, and he almost provoked another burst of anger.

Qin Guangyan, who was walking in front, had his hands behind his back and had already stepped up the stairs. Although he was over seventy, he walked vigorously, and his voice was full of breath.

"Young man! It's inevitable to be reckless in doing things. Don't take a bite of a **** or a nasty son, and make a joke! You did no less **** than Yanchen when you were young, and I never scolded you like that!"

Laozi had already spoken, and Qin Tianhai could not say anything more. After watching Qin Yanchen provoking him, he followed Qin Guangyan into the chess room.

He bitterly smashed the sofa beside him with one hand!

Uncontrollable in his mind, he thought of the woman whose face was very similar to Qin Yanchen, no wonder it was the mother and the child, both with thorns.

No matter what Qin Tianhai did, he kept the thorns on their bodies.

...

The chess room is very spacious, with an area of ​​100 square meters, only a red sandalwood plan is placed in the center of the room, and on both sides are four moire rattan chairs made of the same specifications.

Qin Yanchen and Qin Guangyan sat opposite each other.

A chessboard has been unfolded on the table, and on it is the Chuhe-Han boundary of chess.

Qin Guangyan opened the wooden board with the chess pieces next to it, and after seeing the contents inside, he said, "Hey," he reached into the chess box, but found out a chess piece made of white jade.

"This white jade chess piece is done quite skillfully."

He held the chess piece and looked at it carefully for a moment, and there was a hint of appreciation on his face: "Speaking of which, the one in my hand is not as sophisticated yet..."

"Knowing that you are coming, so I have been preparing to be here."

Qin Yanchen opened the chessboard and arranged the chess pieces one by one. Because he had lived with Qin Guangyan for a while, he was more familiar with Qin Tianhai.

"Haha! Good boy! You still know how to prepare something for me!"

After Qin Guangyan knew that his grandson prepared it, he laughed, and the joy on his face could not be hidden. After carefully touching the chess pieces, he placed them carefully.

"However, even if you bribed me with a gift, I still can't speak to your grandma."

Qin Guangyan pushed the chessboard: "Old rules, you first..."

Qin Yanchen pressed the "car" with his slender fingers and pushed it up one step, then gently uttered, "I don't need you to speak, grandma will like her."

I don't know if it was his determined tone or was shocked by his unexpected start, Qin Guangyan's final voice rose, lengthened his voice, and said "Oh".

Qin Guangyan couldn't understand Qin Yanchen's start. He moved the cannon at his hand, made a decisive decision, and ate Qin Yanchen's "horse" with a "slap".

"That little girl really seems to be a character, can make you so confident, come on, you can tell me in detail? I want to listen to an objective evaluation."

Qin Yanchen moved the car again, but shook his head very slightly: "I can't give you an objective evaluation."

As soon as the old man fell into chess, his eyes burst into a frenzied light.

Hearing that, without raising his head, he followed up and asked: "Why?"

"Because I love her subjectively."

Qin Guangyan was holding the chess piece and was about to eat it. He was a little embarrassed when he heard Xiaoyoung's faceless sentence: "Ahem... this... this..."

The chess piece in his hand was held in mid-air, and he couldn't find a suitable word repeatedly in his mind, so he had to drop the piece first.

When he fell, he replaced Qin Yanchen's son.

"How do I feel that I am going to win? At least half of the win! Ah, no, where did we just say?"

The edge of Qin Guangyan's chessboard was already piled up, all the pieces he had eaten from Qin Yanchen, Qin Yanchen hooked his lips.