Wang Ziqing was serious and Qiao Ansheng almost squirted out a sip of water.

She grew up so old that she finally experienced it. The feeling of being induced was so embarrassing that she red from behind her ears to her neck.

"Great, great-grandson?"

He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. Qiao Ansheng felt a little embarrassed: "Grandma, is it a bit too early?"

Wang Ziqing glanced at Qiao Ansheng, who was obviously choked by water, and said earnestly: "We are not forcing you, just, Grandpa Yanchen and I are really old, and our only wish in our life is to hug a great-grandson."

Wang Ziqing spoke miserablely and while speaking, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, looking like he was about to cry.

Qiao Ansheng was startled and hurriedly went to comfort her.

"Grandma, don't say that! You and grandpa must be a hundred years old. I, Yanchen and I, will definitely try hard to get you to hold your great-grandson."

She was determined to comfort the old man. When the old man heard her promise, he immediately put down his hand and grabbed her hand with a smile: "Ah, really, are you telling it seriously, An Sheng?"

A bunch of smiles bloomed on Wang Ziqing's face, and the wrinkles on his face were stretched out.

"I'll feel relieved if you say this..."

The other party's state changed too fast, and Qiao Ansheng couldn't adapt. He just looked at the other party's smile and always felt that he had been on the pirate ship again.

Wang Ziqing held Qiao Ansheng's hand with great satisfaction and kept rubbing it.

"You and Yanchen, don't have any pressure. In fact, this kind of thing is unhurried. You know, Yanchen, he hurts the kidneys, sometimes..."

Wang Ziqing blinked at Qiao Ansheng.

"Well, there will be such a situation where you can't do it, but don't be afraid, your grandpa and I will definitely help you..."

Can't do it?

He is obviously very capable!

Qiao Ansheng rolled her eyes very restrainedly. She couldn't even tell the words "I can't see directly" and "I can't do it."

But when he was about Wang Ziqing, he could not speak directly. He could only rub his hands on the side, not sit or speak, not speak, and be vague.

Qin Guangyan saw Qiao Ansheng's embarrassment, held the teacup, and when Wang Ziqing was muttering, he interjected from the side: "Oh, you're done quickly, we'll leave after we finish speaking. Isn't this leaving them time?"

Wang Ziqing nodded, deeply agreed, and his movements of turning things faster.

Qin Yanchen had already walked over there, sat beside Qiao Ansheng, and moved the strands of hair that were raised behind her hair.

Qiao Ansheng grabbed his hand that was causing trouble and twisted it hard in shame and anger.

Qin Yanchen kept her hands completely wrapped in his palm without changing his face, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Wang Ziqing cleared his throat when Qin Yanchen also sat down, he took out a few documents from his briefcase and arranged them neatly in front of the two of them.

"This is your father and Xiao...well, after Yao Man divorced, the court awarded your father the property..."

Qin Yanchen didn't say anything, but just snorted gently from his nose, and a trace of disdain rose in his eyes.

Wang Ziqing said "tsk" and glanced at him: "Don't hum, this is your father asking us to hand it over to you."

She lowered her head and spread out another document: "And this is Qin's equity transfer book, which he also gave to you..."

Qin Yanchen's face remained unchanged, and his thick eyelashes, like crow feathers, left two rows of fan-shaped shadows on both sides of his nose.

He didn't feel much.

Qiao Ansheng on the side was a little moved.

A few days ago, when Qin Yanchen was hospitalized, Qin Tianhai often came to see Qin Yanchen.

After Yao Man's accident, he seemed to have had a serious illness. He changed his energy from head to toe and finally began to think about what he had done for Qin Yanchen over the years.

When I think about it, I feel that it is too little and I want to make up for it, but...

Qin Yanchen did not need his care from the beginning.

No need now.

Qin Yanchen's neglect made Qin Tianhai very uncomfortable.

Qiao Ansheng encountered each other several times, and the father and son sat opposite each other without saying anything.

The atmosphere was as dull as if it was a funeral.

After a few times, Qin Tianhai reduced the number of times he came. On occasion, he looked at Qin Yanchen and left in a hurry.

It is obvious that they are biological father and son, but they are so unfamiliar with this level, which is quite regrettable.

"I don't need it, please let him stay for retirement."

Qin Yanchen's eyebrows and eyes floated, showing a sneer that was difficult to detect without careful observation.

Wang Ziqing pushed the document forward and zipped the briefcase neatly. She was not surprised by Qin Yanchen's reaction, and she didn't even have a look of surprise. She just clapped her hands and said, "Anyway, we have brought you all the things. Do you want it? That's your problem."

She threw the briefcase under the table casually, patted her hands, her face full of seriousness.

"Okay, the matter is over, come... let's talk about the great-grandson..."

When Qiao Ansheng heard this, he had various jumps between his eyebrows. He felt that things were not too short, so she quickly put down the teacup in her hand.

"Ah, by the way, grandma, I remember that Qiao Yuan had to go for a checkup today. It's not convenient for me to be alone. I'll go with him first. If you have anything to say, I'll say to Yan Chen, I'll come back and let him tell me intact."

Qiao Ansheng didn't wait for Wang Ziqing to keep him, so he quickly left the ward with oil on his feet.

After rushing out of the ward all the way, I felt that the atmosphere that had been pressing on my chest from the morning was full of embarrassment. Finally, I felt a little more comfortable, and Qiao An breathed a sigh of relief.

She adjusted her mood and prepared to go upstairs to check if that little bastard Qiao Yuan had stolen food today. A figure suddenly passed by not far away.

Qiao Ansheng frowned, why did that figure look so much like Zhu Xinrui?

The figure turned into the triage room by the corner. Qiao Ansheng subconsciously chased after him, and looked up at the outpatient sign on the top of his head.

The three words "Observer and Gynecology" on the blue sign were like a pot of cold water pouring on Qiao Ansheng's body from the beginning, causing a cool feeling to seep from her bones.

Zhu Xinrui didn't want to come to Gu Si for surgery, but she couldn't stop Gu Si from harassing her on WeChat again and again.

He almost said that the service in his hospital was a flower, and with Gu Si's place, Zhu Xinrui could at least make him guarantee that he would not talk nonsense.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally chose Gu Si.

No one informed her, and she was afraid of colliding with Qiao Ansheng and the others, so she chose a gauze scarf, covered herself tightly from beginning to end, and wore a mask.
Chapter completed!