Qin Sijue said lightly, "This is my home, who do I need to show it to?"
Qin Guozhong was speechless.
"Anyway, I'm here to inform you, before I can speak, you will take Gu Qiangwei to the old house."
"Don't worry, I'm not rare to take it!"
"You!" In the face of Aisun, Qin Guozhong was angry, angry, and helpless!
"Don't forget, you are a descendant of the Qin family! Your parents' only blood!"
Qin Sijue seemed to know what he was suggesting, "Don't worry, one day my son Qin Sijue will be born."
"cut!"
Looking at his confident tone, Qin Guozhong only felt that he was too naive, so he couldn't help but snorted and sneered!
How could a woman without demon blood be pregnant with the flesh and blood of their Qin family!
"Also, don't forget what you promised me!"
Meeting his sharp eyes, Qin Sijue certainly knew that he was referring to the fate of Concubine Nangong.
If he moved her, grandpa would definitely move Qiangwei.
He did not answer, but instead asked, "Done?"
Faced with his incredible attitude, Qin Guozhong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "What kind of attitude are you!? I am your grandfather!"
Qin Sijue didn't bother to care about him, got up from the sofa and walked to the entrance of the study.
Qin Guozhong was so angry that his stomach hurts.
How did he teach such an unruly grandson! ?
"correct!"
As soon as he walked to the door, Qin Sijue suddenly stopped again, turned his head, and glanced at his grandfather who was so angry on the sofa that he said, "Devil's blood doesn't seem so unusual anymore."
After speaking, his thin lips raised lightly, and he stepped out of the study.
Qin Guozhong stagnated and looked up, only to see that his grandson had left.
What does he mean by this sentence?
Downstairs, Gu Qiangwei and Mrs. Qin seemed to have a good chat. When Qin Sijue went downstairs, Gu Qiangwei smiled like a flower.
"So, Qin Sijue didn't admit that he wetted the bed that time?"
"Yeah, he said he accidentally spilled the water in the cup on the bed sheet when he was drinking water, hahaha..." Thinking of the grandson's childhood fun, the old lady laughed from ear to ear!
But Qin Sijue, who had walked down the stairs, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and his mouth twitched.
Gu Qiangwei couldn't help laughing. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Qin Sijue's dark face, and the smile on her face ceased instantly, but the more she held it back, the more she wanted to laugh.
The old lady looked at Ai-sun, blinking her big eyes, and didn't feel the slightest irritation because of her grandson's dark face.
Fun childhood stories, of course, should be shared with grandchildren!
"By the way, there was another time, when Jue was three years old, when I saw a cockroach for the first time, I was scared--"
"grandmother!"
Seeing that Mrs. Qin was about to shake off all his childhood matters again, Qin Sijue couldn't help but scream.
Mrs. Qin shook with his yelling, patted her chest hurriedly, and then stared at her grandson dissatisfiedly, "You stinky kid, do you want to scare your grandma to death? I don't know if I have a bad heart!? "
"You talk less and drink more tea!"
Qin Sijue walked over and put the cup of tea that Uncle Qin had just brought directly in front of her.
"You bastard..."
Looking at Aisun, Mrs. Qin had a burst of thoughts, but she couldn't bear to say anything about him.
"When will you and Grandpa go?" Sitting on the single sofa opposite, Qin Sijue glanced at the old lady, as if wishing them to leave quickly.