Chapter 139 How did she know what her mother called me?

Shen Qingyan was anxious, ashamed, embarrassed, and awkward.

His handsome face instantly turned bright red.

He offered a frantic explanation, stammering, "I...I didn't mean to strangle you."

How could he bear to strangle her?

She is his daughter.

He loved her so much.

He could give her his life's salary.

He had never held a child before, and his first thought was to prevent her from getting hurt, which is why he was so rough.

"I'm sorry." In the end, all the words I wanted to say were reduced to just this one sentence.

He looked at Qiao Qiao nervously and stretched out his hands again: "This time I'll hold you tight and let me take you to the hospital, okay?"

His response was a crisp "snap".

The person taking the picture is Yan Liti.

"I don't need you, I'll hold her!" Now that she had her little darling, there was no way Yan Liti would let go.

Yan Liti looked at the chubby little boy who was still howling on the ground and said gently, "Good boy, we are really not bad people. I know your father's name is Meng Zhengcheng and your mother is a doctor at the hospital, right?"

"Your sister is so young, and she's in a hurry to get to the hospital, so she can't walk fast. How about we take you there?"

"We promise, we will absolutely not kidnap your sister! Really!"

Yan Liti is beautiful, and her gentle demeanor and way of speaking are quite persuasive.

After thinking for a while, and without Qiao Qiao herself asking for it, Meng Zihuan reluctantly nodded.

But a chubby little hand kept tightly gripping Yan Liti's hem, looking wary as if it wanted to keep her under its thumb at all times.

Qiao Kun could tell that the two of them really knew his sister, and since this path was indeed difficult, he didn't refuse.

Of course, although he wasn't grabbing the other person's clothes, all his muscles were tense, ready to fight them to the death if anything went wrong.

Fortunately.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and they arrived at the hospital gate within ten minutes.

Feeling the little body squirming in her arms, Yan Liti reluctantly put the person down.

"Thank you," Qiao Qiao said politely.

"Oh, you're welcome." Yan Liti looked longingly at the little baby she had just held, who then ran away hand in hand with her brother, her heart aching terribly.

She turned her head and looked resentfully at Shen Qingyan, who was equally reluctant to part with her: "You useless piece of trash, why did you make Xiaojun angry in the first place!"

If Xiaojun hadn't run away from home.

The baby will be born safely in their home and stay by their side from a young age. They are now the ones the baby is attached to!

But when Shen Qingyan heard her call him a piece of trash in a sarcastic tone, he suddenly remembered something else.

His expression suddenly changed: "How could she know what her mother called me?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Liti's pupils widened suddenly.

Her voice trembled with excitement: "You, you, you mean, the little one actually knows who we are!!!"

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When Qiao Kun arrived at the ward with Qiao Qiao and Meng Zihuan, Grandma Qiao had already woken up. Qiao Xiaoyun and Dr. Luo were standing by her side, examining her.

"Is this the first time the old lady has had such a headache?" Dr. Luo asked.

Grandma Qiao recalled for a moment and shook her head truthfully.

"Mom! Why didn't you tell us!" Qiao Xiaoyun shouted angrily when she saw Grandma Qiao shaking her head.

"It's nothing, it just hurts for a while, it'll be fine soon." Grandma Qiao waved her hand dismissively, but she still looked at the couple from the third house with a hint of reproach: "I told you to just lie at home for a bit, you had to come to the hospital..."

"Mom!" This time, Qiao Xiaoyun was really angry; her eyes were red and filled with tears.