Chapter 393

Qin Yanchen looked at her angry back, calmly pulled Qiao Ansheng's body over, and wiped away the snack debris at the corner of Qiao Ansheng's mouth with his hand.

Qiao Ansheng hummed, but he obviously didn't take Qin Yanchen seriously. Qin Yanchen seemed to have seen through Qiao Ansheng's mind: "don't expect someone to send you food, from now on..."

Qin Yanchen's cold voice was not human.

"If someone brings you another snack, I'll let her check the next census..."

Dong Dong Dong... A squeak.

The door of the room that has been hidden opened

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

The former carried white bouquets of flowers and fruit baskets, while the latter carried a full load of cakes and other things.

Touching the eyes of the people in the house, the two old people looked at each other. Qin Guangyan simply threw his cake on the ground.

Also afraid of Qin Yanchen seeing it, he kicked it aside with his feet.

A howling cold wind blew through the room.

Qiao Ansheng spent her whole life trying to suppress her impulse to find a quilt to cover it. She smiled and blushed with embarrassment all the way from her face to the root of her neck.

She clapped Qin Yanchen, holding her hand, and could make a gesture to get out of bed: "ah, Grandpa and grandma, when did you come?"

Holding the things in his hand, Wang Ziqing coughed a little embarrassed: "you still have injuries on your body. Just sit there. We've just arrived. It's almost like Yanchen said that if anyone sends you snacks again, there will be no time for this person in the next census..."

As Wang Ziqing said, he blinked and stopped talking.

Qin Guangyan threw away the snacks in his hand and walked into the house with empty hands.

Xu wanted to activate the embarrassing atmosphere in the house. He looked at the old woman who looked a little nervous, and then looked at Qin Yanchen over there, so he opened his mouth happily.

In fact, his next sentence pushed the embarrassing atmosphere in the whole house to a peak: "don't worry, old woman, we are already abroad, and the next census will certainly not count us..."

He winked at Qin Yanchen.

"The young couple can play with the door closed. They just eat a snack. Yanchen, let an Sheng eat. We Qin family can't afford it, can't we?"

Qiao Ansheng put one hand on his eyes and was obviously unable to take up the topic.

Qin Yanchen's veins jumped on his forehead, reluctantly maintained his look, and introduced the two old men into the room: "I was joking with her just now. You sit down."

Wang Ziqing glanced into the empty room. Although the room was large, there was not even a chair except the bed where Qiao Ansheng was located.

Where are you sitting?

Qin Yanchen was also aware of this problem.

Speaking of, he had the chairs and sofas in the room moved away.

Zhu Xinrui will disturb Qiao Ansheng from time to time when she is free. She can sit all morning. Sometimes when she sees a handsome male doctor in the hospital, she will take it to Qiao Ansheng's ward.

Qin Yanchen was so upset that he couldn't tell Zhu Xinrui what to do.

After all, he didn't have that woman to sue. In order to prevent her from always disturbing her time alone with Qiao Ansheng, Qin Yanchen simply asked people to withdraw all the things that could sit.

Wang Ziqing glanced around and didn't bother to find a place to sit. He just raised his hand to Qin Yanchen and said, "no, Yanchen, come out with us first. Your grandfather and I have something to tell you."

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

Qin Yanchen could also expect the purpose of the two old people running all the way. He gently bent his eyes, patted Qiao Ansheng's head, and turned around to follow him out: "OK."

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

"Ansheng, don't worry. It's no big deal. Just ask him a few words."

On his way here, Wang Ziqing heard from Chi Yang about Qiao Ansheng's "heroic protection" of Qin Yanchen. He liked the girl more and more, so his attitude became more and more kind.

Qiao Ansheng released Qin Yanchen's hand and watched Qin Yanchen go out with Prince Qing.

The door was closed gently.

Qiao Ansheng somehow suddenly had a hunch that Qin Yanchen didn't leave himself in the hospital simply because of the words of those experts.

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

The man looked about the same age as Qin Guangyan and others, with silver hair, dressed in a black tuxedo, and a pair of rimless Phnom Penh glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The inclined chain hung into his pocket without any wrinkles in front of his chest, and his face was kind and natural.

The man saw Qin Yanchen come in and bowed humbly to Qin Yanchen: "Hello, young master."

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

"Come on, Yanchen, let me introduce you. This is the old man of the Qin family, Ren housekeeper."

In the introduction of Wang Ziqing, housekeeper Ren bowed slightly to Qin Yanchen.

Qin Yanchen reluctantly lifted his eyelids and looked at the tall and thin old man standing in front of him. The other party's waist was very straight, but his face made him 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. He spoke to Ren's housekeeper Nunu over there in a very solemn tone: "say hello to your uncle Ren..."

Qin Yanchen didn't move and his eyes stopped on Ren housekeeper.

The housekeeper had a kind face, his eyes always narrowed with laughter, and the whole person could not see any threat.

But Qin Yanchen knew very well that people who were too kind could not follow the older generation to fight out a world with their bare hands from the darkness of cannibalism.

And when they looked at each other, Qin Yanchen didn't ignore the essence of each other's eyes.

"You child, your uncle Ren came back for you this time..."

Qin Guangyan glared at his baby grandson and patted Qin Yanchen on the shoulder. There was a hint of anger in his tone.

Qin Yanchen had to raise his eyes because of his face. He moved his lips up and down perfunctorily: "Uncle Ren."