Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Looking at her bulging back, Qin Yanchen calmly turned Qiao Ansheng's body over, and wiped off the crumbs at the corner of Qiao Ansheng's mouth with his hand.

Qiao Ansheng snorted, but it was obvious that Qin Yanchen was not taken seriously in his eyes. Qin Yanchen seemed to have understood Qiao Ansheng's mind: "Don't expect someone to bring you food. From now on..."

Qin Yanchen's cold voice didn't have a trace of human touch.

"If anyone brings you another snack, next time the census, I will let her find no such person..."

Boom boom boom... squeak.

The door of the room that has been concealed opened...

The two people facing each other in the room looked towards the door together, and saw Wang Ziqing and Qin Guangyan standing awkwardly outside the ward.

The former is carrying white bunches of flowers and fruit baskets, while the latter is full of cakes and other things.

Seeing the eyes of the people in the house, the two old men looked at each other, Qin Guangyan slapped the cake in his hand on the ground with a snap.

Fearing that Qin Yanchen would see it, he kicked it aside with his foot.

A gust of cold wind blew in the room.

It took Qiao Ansheng all her life to suppress her urge to find a quilt. She gave a dry laugh, her expression flushed with embarrassment, all the way from blushing to the base of her neck.

She patted Qin Yanchen holding her hand away, and was able to make a gesture to get off the bed: "Ah, grandparents, when did you come here?"

Wang Ziqing held the contents in his hand and coughed a little embarrassingly: "You still have injuries on your body. Just sit there. We have just arrived not long ago, and it was almost like Yanchen said, if someone brings you snacks, let's go. When there was no such person in this census..."

When Wang Ziqing spoke, he blinked, and stopped talking.

Qin Guangyan threw away the snack in his hand and walked into the room with empty hands.

Xu wanted to liven up the embarrassing atmosphere in the house. He looked at his nervous old lady, then looked at Qin Yanchen over there, and said cheerfully.

In fact, his next sentence pushed the awkward atmosphere in the whole house to a peak: "Don't worry, old lady, we are already abroad now, and the next census will definitely not count us..."

After he said that, he blinked at Qin Yanchen.

"The young couple can play with the door closed. Isn't it just a snack? Yanchen, you can let An Sheng eat it. Our Qin family can't afford it, right?"

Qiao Ansheng put a hand on his eyes, apparently unable to answer this topic.

The blue veins on Qin Yanchen's forehead jumped, reluctantly maintaining his expression, and led the two old people into the room: "I was joking with her just now, you sit down."

Prince Qing glanced at the empty room. Although the room was large, it didn't even have a chair except the bed where Qiao Ansheng was.

Where are you sitting?

Qin Yanchen was also aware of this problem.

Speaking of which, the chairs and sofas in this room were moved away by him.

Zhu Xinrui would come to disturb Qiao Ansheng from time to time when she was fine, and she would sit all morning. Sometimes when she saw a handsome male doctor in the hospital, she would easily bring him to Qiao Ansheng's ward.

Qin Yanchen was annoyed, and he couldn't do anything to Zhu Xinrui.

After all, he didn't have that woman who would file a complaint. In order to prevent her from always disturbing her time alone with Qiao Ansheng, Qin Yanchen simply asked him to take away everything that could sit on.

Wang Ziqing glanced around, and he didn't bother to find a place to sit. He just raised his hand to Qin Yanchen and said, "Stop sitting, Yanchen, come out with us first. I have something to say to your grandpa. I want to tell you."

Qiao Ansheng moved a bit, but she also heard the solemnity in Wang Ziqing's words. She took away her hand and looked at Qin Yanchen anxiously.

Qin Yanchen could also roughly predict the purpose of these two old people running over thousands of miles. He bent his eyes lightly, patted Qiao Ansheng's head, and turned around to follow him out: "Okay."

Wang Ziqing also saw Qiao Ansheng's worried look, and was busy comforting her kindly.

"An Sheng, don't worry, there is nothing serious, just ask him a few words."

On the way here this time, Wang Ziqing heard from Chi Yang about Qiao Ansheng’s “heroic protection” of Qin Yanchen, and he liked the girl even more, so his attitude became more amiable.

Qiao Ansheng released Qin Yanchen's hand and watched Qin Yanchen follow Wang Ziqing and the others.

The door was closed gently.

Somehow Qiao Ansheng suddenly had a hunch, maybe Qin Yanchen didn't just leave himself in the hospital simply because of the words of those experts.

Qin Yanchen on one side followed Wang Ziqing and the others to the specially vacated lounge. As soon as he entered the door, Qin Yanchen found that there was another person standing in the room.

The man looked about the same age as Qin Guangyan and the others, with silver hair, a black dovetail costume, and a pair of rimless gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The slanted chain fell into his chest pocket without a trace of wrinkles, his face was kind and natural.

When the man saw Qin Yanchen coming in, he humbly bowed to Qin Yanchen, "Good young master."

Qin Yanchen frowned when he heard this name, but Wang Ziqing didn't notice it, but took Qin Yanchen's hand and pulled the person in front of the old man.

"Come on, Yanchen will introduce to you, this is the old man of our Qin family, and he is the housekeeper."

In the introduction of Wang Zi Qingreluo, the steward Ren slightly bent over and bowed to Qin Yanchen.

Qin Yanchen reluctantly lifted his eyelids and looked at the tall and thin old man standing in front of him. The opponent's waist was very straight, but his face was very strange.

It must be the housekeeper of Wang Ziqing's generation.

He didn't speak, just nodded.

Qin Guangyan came over and patted Qin Yanchen on the shoulder, facing the steward Ren Nunu over there, with a very solemn tone: "Say hello to you Uncle Ren..."

Qin Yanchen didn't move, his eyes stopped on the steward Ren.

The guardian gave a benevolent face, his eyes were always squinted with a smile, and the whole person couldn't see any threat.

But Qin Yanchen knew very well in his heart that an overly kind-hearted person would not be able to follow the older generation from the darkness of cannibalism to create a world with bare hands.

And when the two looked at each other, Qin Yanchen did not ignore the light in each other's eyes.

"You kid, your Uncle Ren came back just for you this time..."

Qin Guangyan glared at his precious grandson in disapproval, and patted Qin Yanchen on the shoulder with a touch of anger.

Qin Yanchen was obstructing his face and had to raise his eyes, and moved his lips up and down very perfunctorily: "Uncle Ren."