Chapter 4

Xiaobao has kept his head down since he got in the car, without changing it a bit.

He Qiaoyan drove the car with a livid face, obviously in a rage.

I don't know if he is angry with Xiaobao for leaving home without permission, or if he is angry with that woman.

The car stopped in front of a villa and barely stopped when the rear door was slammed shut.

A small figure quickly flashed into the villa and slammed the door loudly.

He Qiaoyan got out of the car with a dark face.

The housekeeper greeted him, "Master, young master..."

"Today's matter is not an example!" He Qiaoyan said in a low voice.

The butler's body trembled, "But the young master likes Dr. Qin very much."

"So, he can disturb other people's lives?" He Qiaoyan asked coldly.

"Master, you may not like to hear what I say next. But Dr. Qin is the first person who is willing to get close to the young master after what happened to you. I think this is a good sign. "

"If you have such an idea, go back to the mansion to recuperate. I will let other people take care of the young master."

He Qiaoyan glanced at the butler indifferently, and entered the study on the second floor.

The butler looked at He Qiaoyan's back and sighed helplessly.

As soon as He Qiaoyan sat down in the study, he heard short, sharp screams, and the faint sound of smashing things.

He Qiaoyan closed his eyes and opened the study door.

In just a few minutes, the originally neat and clean hall has become a huge garbage dump.

Everything that could be smashed was smashed.

Xiao Bao walked barefoot on the carpet covered with glass shards.

The housekeeper, nannies, and servants followed behind him, but they didn't dare to stop him.

With a cold face, He Qiaoyan stood in the corridor on the second floor, watching Xiaobao act wildly.

It wasn't until Xiaobao's white and tender feet were scratched by a piece of glass that he said, "He Weifei, it won't do you any good if you continue to make trouble!"

He Qiaoyan only called him by his full name when he was angry.

The small body trembled, and then pushed an antique vase taller than him to the ground.

The fragile porcelain and the hard ground made a crisp sound.

Tens of millions of antique vases were immediately scrapped.

Standing in the mess, Xiaobao looked up at He Qiaoyan provocatively with his immature and stubborn face up.

He Qiaoyan frowned suddenly, and went downstairs step by step.

Xiaobao's body trembled, but he still stood there stubbornly, letting the blood flow from his feet, without showing any fragile expression.

He Qiaoyan slowly sat down on the sofa, and waved to the housekeeper, nanny and others.

In the huge hall, soon there were only two people left.

He Qiaoyan didn't look at his bleeding feet, "Tell me what you want to do?"

Xiaobao angrily took out the mini tablet and typed a line, "She doesn't want me!"

"It's not that she's sick, what do you want me to do?! If you weren't my son, I wouldn't want you either!"

As soon as He Qiaoyan finished speaking, he heard a piercing scream from a magic voice.

He Qiaoyan pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and slipped Xiao Bao onto his knee.

Xiaobao made a gesture to resist.

He Qiaoyan gave him a sideways look, and said coolly, "Before negotiating with me, first evaluate your bargaining chips."

After finishing speaking, Xiaobao let He Qiaoyan hug him without a sound, as if the power-off button had been pressed.

He Qiaoyan lifted his chubby little foot up without being gentle at all, frowned when he saw the wound, and stretched out his hand to pull out the glass shards from his chubby foot.

Then, he took out the small medicine box from the small drawer next to him and treated his wound.

After finishing the treatment, he angrily threw Xiaobao on the sofa next to him, and looked at him with his arms crossed.

Xiaobao's eyes widened as well, and he looked at He Qiaoyan without saying a word.

The two stared at each other for a while.

He Qiaoyan rolled his eyes angrily, "Young man, can you understand your father's hard work a little bit? I just started an important multinational meeting, and I was called out by someone's phone to resolve your matter. Afterwards , you made trouble for me again. Do you think that the only purpose of your dad and me in this world is to help you solve troubles? "

Xiaobao stuck his neck and ignored He Qiaoyan, not even willing to type on a tablet.

He Qiaoyan knew this was the result, "If you have an appeal, make it clear. Don't miss the best opportunity to talk. You start to toss again. No one is obliged to spoil you without limit. Your father and I have the same request. Not high, before you make a request to me, be prepared to agree to one of my requests. If you don't have this awareness, please go upstairs and reflect."

A pensive expression flashed across Xiao Bao's face.

He Qiaoyan leaned on the sofa, waiting for his reaction.

Xiaobao's little finger moved quickly on the mini tablet, then crawled from the other side of the sofa to He Qiaoyan's side, and handed the mini tablet to He Qiaoyan.

He Qiaoyan glanced at the screen, it said: I want Dr. Qin to accompany me.

"What about my terms?"

Xiao Bao showed a troubled face, finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and typed a line on it, "I'm going to school."

He Qiaoyan looked at the four words speechlessly, "With your IQ, going to kindergarten is too much of a waste of time. Also, if you don't want to talk, going to kindergarten is useless."

Hearing the words, Xiaobao quietly looked at He Qiaoyan with bright black eyes, waiting for He Qiaoyan's request.

"Say three sentences to me every day, and each sentence should be no less than ten words."

Xiao Bao lowered his head, and chubby rubbed his little pajamas with his hands in embarrassment.

He Qiaoyan looked at his small head, sighed and said, "Did I dig your ancestral grave or burn your ancestral house in my last life, and you made me torment me like this. If someone raises a brat, he can still hear dad. I'm fine, I'll just get a little stuffy gourd and troublemaker."

Xiaobao looked at He Qiaoyan, his little face was contorted, and he still didn't speak.

He Qiaoyan reached out and touched his little furry head, "Okay, I won't force you, just be a brat if you like. I'll make more money while I'm young, and I'll make you a full-time prodigal in the future. Who told you If you talk, you will kill him with money!"

After speaking, He Qiaoyan patted his knee, got up and left.

Xiao Bao sat on the sofa sullenly, not being comforted by his father's words at all.

**

For the next week, Qin Yiyue was busy.

There are more than two surgeries to be dealt with every day, and I am busy every day.

She thought it was going to be a rough week, but it was a strangely busy one.

On Friday, when Qin Yiyue left the operating room, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Even so, she still took out her phone nervously and opened WeChat.

There were dozens of private messages sent to her by others.

Among them, Yang Ruowei has the most.

Qin Yiyue opened Yang Ruowei's message.

"Yiyue, are you coming?"

"I advise you not to come, Zhou Ziyang and Ye Qing are really annoying couple. Ye Qing is showing affection wantonly in front of us, Zhou Ziyang probably has to show face, he didn't cooperate with her."

"Ye Qing still tried to find ways to ask me about you, but I ignored her at all, I don't know if the other students will talk about it."

"I heard that they went to the brain department of Qincheng No. 1 Hospital together, and when they entered the hospital, they were the deputy chief physician. Damn, these two shameless sluts almost pissed me off!"

"..."