Qiao Nian looked back at him, her eyes were very dark and her true emotions could not be seen: "On the way."
"Okay." Quentin put the tea cup on the table and watched Qiao Nian and Ye Qichen interact. He waited for about ten minutes. Maybe he felt bored sitting here waiting alone.
He found another topic: "Are you familiar with Xu Yi?"
"Click here. Pay attention to the front. First, slide the character to this position and then jump over." Qiao Nian lowered his head and leaned over to teach Ye Qichen how to jump over the cliff in front.
Wenyan waited for the little guy to overcome the difficulty and continue the game by himself, then he took back his hand and stood up straight again, unwilling to pay attention to the man who took the initiative to talk.
“It has nothing to do with you.”
Quentin choked, but he could still maintain his grace and dignity and continued: "He is my son."
The girl looked back at him: "Who is he?"
Hand without waiting for the man to answer.
Qiao Nian found it extremely boring. He turned to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Coke, opened it, raised his head and took a sip, and said casually: "He never told me that he has you as his father, so what you said doesn't count!"
Quentin was silent for a while, but he was not angry. He only said: "My identity does not allow his existence. This is not in line with church rules."
"So?" Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows and shrugged, and said bluntly: "You don't need to explain to me, I don't care. People who care have already stopped caring."
Xu Yi never thought about finding this powerful biological father during the most difficult time at the First Research Institute.
It can be seen that whether or not Quentin is his father in Xu Yi's heart is no longer that important.
The person involved was unwilling to talk about things, and Qiao Nian felt that as an outsider, she had no reason to discuss right and wrong with him here.
Quentin's eyes were as sharp as torches: "He's following you." "Ang?" Qiao Nian turned his wrist and raised his head and took a sip of Coke. He didn't admit or deny it, mainly because he felt there was no need to explain to him.
Quentin refused to let go of this topic: "The things you let him participate in are too dangerous. As a father, I don't want him to get involved in it anymore."
Qiao Nian had already finished the Coke, crushed the Coke can and threw it into the trash can. With a graceful look, she responded directly: "As a father, you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities in raising children. I don't have your thoughts." Reference value, I only respect his own wishes!"
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The archbishop always felt guilty about Xu Yi. After a brief confrontation between the two, he quickly fell into a disadvantage and could not continue.
Qiao Nian didn't want to continue arguing with him about what Xu Yi should do, and said directly: "If you are here to discuss cooperation with Ye Wangchuan, then you can continue to stay here. I don't care about your affairs."
“If you are here to talk to me about Xu Yi’s work, you can get up and go straight now, and help me open the door. Thank you.”
“We are all acquaintances after all.” Quentin choked. He had never been kicked out so directly before, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his mature and handsome face.
Fortunately, he had seen the big scene, otherwise he would not have been able to do it. Not long ago, he and Qiao Nian had a huge quarrel over Nie Qingru's death. Today, he dared to show up in the capital and went directly to Lai Yin.
“I’m here to discuss cooperation with Mr. Ye.”
“OK, then please do as you please.”
Qiao Nian raised her legs and called Ye Qichen: "Chenchen, let's go upstairs to play."
"Okay!" Ye Qichen seemed to be playing a game, but in fact he kept his ears open to listen to the two people talking, fearing that his sister would be bullied by others.
He heard Qiao Nian calling him, and without saying a word, he jumped off the sofa, picked up his crappy little duck schoolbag, and obediently went to hold the girl's hand, wishing he could take Qiao Nian away immediately.