Mr. Qin walked over, reaching out as if to slap him.

But after looking for a while, he held back.

At this moment, how pitiful was Qin Lang.

Qin Lang couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

Mr. Qin found someone to send Qin Lang to the hospital.

"You ungrateful son, look at the mess you've caused! And here I am at my age, having to clean up after you!"

Many emotions he wanted to vent ultimately turned into a sigh.

...

The incident that happened in the restaurant was controlled by Li Yehan, ensuring it wouldn't spread out, to avoid negatively affecting Nan Qiao.

Sitting in the car, Li Yehan's brows were tightly knit.

"Qiaoqiao, you're not being good."

Nan Qiao: ?

"How am I not being good?"

"From now on, whenever you need to go to the restroom outside, you must let me accompany you. Not just outside, even at the company, I need to be with you."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Today was an accident, who knew Wang Bei would cause trouble."

Nan Qiao really wanted to show Song Jiamin the unsightly behavior of Qin Lang, but she held back.

Song Jiamin also didn't want anyone to know she had such a 'flexible' fiancé, it was too embarrassing.

"You never know when an accident might happen, so you still need me to be with you."

Li Yehan held Nan Qiao's hand, stroked it twice, and on her ring finger, a pink gemstone ring appeared.

The pink gemstone emitted a dazzling glow, pink and lovely, who could resist it?

Nan Qiao exclaimed, "Li Yehan, can you do magic tricks?"

"Though I can't do magic, I can make any of your wishes come true."

Nan Qiao was surprised by this, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "I like it a lot, thank you."

"So Qiaoqiao, from now on, when you go to the restroom, let me go with you, okay?"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Can't shake off this topic?

No matter how much she talked about it, it all revolved around this topic, so Nan Qiao could only agree.

If she didn't agree, Li Yehan would definitely continue on this topic without stopping.

"Okay, okay, I promise you. Not to mention the restroom, even when I take a bath, I'll let you wait by the door, alright?"

Li Yehan's eyes were burning, he smiled wickedly, "When you bathe, I can only wait outside? I should be inside watching over you. The bathroom floor is slippery, it's safer if I hold you."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Li Yehan, you're being inappropriate again."

"Qiaoqiao, this is normal thinking. You're pregnant with our child, and as a man, I can't share the hardship of your pregnancy, I can only do some trivial things to take care of your daily needs."

Li Yehan's sincere eyes were filled with heartache, holding Nan Qiao's hand, he could see she had lost a lot of weight recently and really wanted her to nourish herself well.

The phone rang at this moment, interrupting Li Yehan's thoughts.

Nan Qiao answered the phone, her lips curving up, and said cheerfully, "Grandpa, you're not resting yet. How's your appetite? Why not let Aunt Feng come over tomorrow and make you some nourishing food?"

"Qiaoqiao, you're still the thoughtful one. Since I woke up, I haven't heard such caring words. Compared to those other ingrates, you're truly the one who understands me."

Nan Qiao giggled, "Because I'm a girl, men have always been more reserved with their emotions, they don't express them easily. They all work silently, they're just not good at expressing themselves."

Old Mr. Li was amused, laughing heartily, his tone much lighter, and his mood also improved a lot.

"Qiaoqiao, do you have time now? Can you come to grandpa's house? Is Yehan with you? You both come over."

"Grandpa, Yehan is with me, so we're coming together,"

"Qiaoqiao, have you eaten? I know you love Eight Treasure Duck, Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, and Hot and Sour Soup. I've asked the chef to make them, they'll be ready by the time you arrive."

Talking about food, Nan Qiao started feeling a bit hungry again.

"Thank you, grandpa, we're heading over now. We'll be there in about thirty-five minutes."

"Take your time, no rush, safety first."

From the call to ending it, Old Mr. Li didn't greet Li Yehan once, as if Nan Qiao was his real granddaughter and Li Yehan was an outsider.

Li Yehan didn't mind, he also hoped Old Mr. Li would take good care of Nan Qiao.

His wife was so wonderful, she deserved the love of her elders.

"Grandpa asked me over for something, do you think he might want to give me a gift?" Nan Qiao blinked her shiny eyes.

"It's possible, after all, you saved him; he has nothing but money. If he wants to give you a gift, apart from money, he has nothing else for a token of gratitude."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"If you talk like this, you might really get hit." Nan Qiao smiled playfully.

Such a wealthy life, who wouldn't like it?

Nan Qiao admitted, she also really liked such a wealthy lifestyle.

...

The car arrived at Old Mr. Li's house.

The two of them got out of the car and walked towards the house together.

Uncle Fu kept looking around until he saw the familiar car and familiar figures, then he used the radio to give instructions.

"Miss Nan Qiao is here, the chef can serve the dishes, Xiao Fang, go wash the fruits quickly and bring a pot of digestive fruit tea for Miss Nan Qiao."

After giving the orders, Uncle Fu went to greet Li Yehan and Nan Qiao.

"Young Mr. Ye Han, Miss Nan Qiao, you're here. The master wanted to wait for you at the door, I persuaded him to go inside. He hurt his head, can't be in the wind, or it might worsen his condition."

Nan Qiao smiled, "Uncle Fu, in the future, you don't need to wait for us here, Yehan and I can go in ourselves. The evening breeze is indeed chilly, you should also take care to keep warm."

Uncle Fu's eyes turned slightly red, he was deeply moved.

Apart from Old Mr. Li, no one cared about a butler.

Uncle Fu received care only at Old Mr. Li's place, and from Li Yehan and Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao's unrestrained concern each time deeply touched Uncle Fu, making him fully devoted to her, standing by her side.

"Miss Nan Qiao, the wind is strong outside, please go in quickly."

Nan Qiao smiled with a hum, and walked inside with Li Yehan, Uncle Fu followed behind them.

The three of them walked together, Uncle Fu chatting and laughing with Nan Qiao, meanwhile, Li Yehan seemed like Nan Qiao's background, not smiling or speaking the whole time.

Uncle Fu was already accustomed to this side of Li Yehan, not thinking much of his silence.

Upon entering, Old Mr. Li stood up, holding a walking stick, looking slightly better than when he first came out of the hospital.

"Qiaoqiao, you're here, sit down and eat something, try how the new chef cooks."

"Grandpa, have you changed your cook?"

Old Mr. Li chuckled happily, "Yes, people can't remain the same forever, it's necessary to keep up with trends and embrace new things."

Nan Qiao had a feeling that there was some inside story behind the chef being changed.

However, she didn't plan to get involved in the household matters of Old Mr. Li.

"It smells so good." Nan Qiao sat down and saw many delicious little dishes on the table, as well as aromatic meat dishes, she had to admit, meat dishes smell better.

The craving for food in Nan Qiao's stomach was being teased out, she picked up her chopsticks to eat a bit more.

Li Yehan wanted to remind Nan Qiao to eat less, not to eat just because Old Mr. Li specially prepared them. What if she ate so much that she felt uncomfortable?

Seeing that Nan Qiao indeed wanted to eat, Li Yehan could only remain silent.

Seeing Nan Qiao eat happily, Old Mr. Li was also happy, joining in to eat a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup.

After the meal, the words that Old Mr. Li wanted to say finally came out.

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