Chapter 149 Your mother is good in every way, except for her poor eyesight.

But Yan Liti didn't give her a chance to answer, and instead answered her own question, saying, "It must be very cold, come here, Grandma will hold you, then you won't be cold."

After saying that, he bent his hand under her knees and pulled her into his arms.

"..." Qiao Qiao.

Looking at Yan Liti, who was overjoyed to be able to hug her, she ultimately swallowed back her subconscious refusal.

Yan Liti's affection for her was so pure and so intense that Qiao Qiao could clearly feel it.

She wasn't actually averse to it.

She would be quite happy if the other party didn't forcibly take her away from the Qiao family.

“Baby, don’t worry. Grandma will definitely get revenge for all the suffering you’ve endured. That bastard Shen Qingrong will not be let off the hook.”

After the truth of rebirth was revealed in the small bubble above Qiao Qiao's head.

Yan Liti then completely revealed everything to both the Qiao family and the other side.

Yan Liti also learned everything from the Qiao family.

The idea of ​​being reborn is quite shocking, and to others it sounds like the words of a madman, but Yan Liti believed it without a doubt.

Because she expressed complete trust, the Qiao family began to trust her more.

Because they understood that unless their affection for Qiao Qiao had reached its peak, they wouldn't be able to believe everything she said without question.

Qiao Qiao didn't say anything.

As Yan Liti spoke of this, she grew angrier and angrier, and suddenly picked up Qiao Qiao and walked out.

Qiao Qiao was startled.

My subconscious instinct was to struggle to get down.

"Baby, don't be afraid, Grandma won't take you away, really." Yan Liti felt the little body in her arms tighten and quickly sat back down, comforting her repeatedly.

At the same time, I felt both sad and aching inside.

Why is my little one so wary of her?

It's all that bastard Shen Qingrong's fault!

It's all his fault! It's all this bastard's fault that his precious granddaughter is so resistant to him!

Yan Liti silently added another mark to Shen Qingrong's name in her mind.

She's going to make a phone call back to Kyoto in a bit.

Even if we can't kill Shen Qingrong now, we should at least get someone to put a sack over his head and beat him up first!

Yan Liti felt a little relieved when she thought about how Shen Qingrong was about to be beaten black and blue.

She looked down and continued to watch the little one in her arms obediently drinking malted milk powder. Looking at the little one's pink cheeks puffed up from drinking milk, her eyes were almost overflowing with affection.

"Baby, can Grandma give you a kiss?" she whispered, asking for his opinion.

Qiao Qiao looked up at her but didn't say anything.

Aside from her family, she doesn't really like being kissed by others.

Although Yan Liti was disappointed, she didn't insist. For her, being able to hold someone who cared for her was already a source of great joy.

The little girl is pretty.

Her features are so exquisite they are beyond reproach.

Every part looks like the most exquisite carving by God.

Even without the thick filter of seeing her as her granddaughter, Yan Liti felt that she was definitely the most beautiful child in the world.

“Baby, have you seen your mother?” Yan Liti suddenly asked.

Qiao Qiao looked up at Yan Liti.

In her memory, her mother was ethereal and otherworldly.

She was a little curious about what her mother looked like in the eyes of others, in the eyes of other people in this world.

“Your mother is very beautiful, and you and your mother look quite alike,” Yan Liti said with a smile as she met Qiao Qiao’s curious gaze.

But after saying that, she seemed to remember something and immediately changed her tone: "Your mother is good in every way, except that her eyesight isn't very good."

"Why? Is Mom nearsighted?" Qiao Qiao asked, puzzled.

But she remembered that her mother in the bracelet space didn't wear glasses.

"That's not what I meant. Grandma meant that she can't judge people well. She had no choice but to fall for your dad, that blockhead!" Yan Liti's tone was unusually disdainful.

"But I can't blame her, my eyesight isn't good either!" Back then, I was only focused on her face, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen for that old man!

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, it's bad luck!"

"???" Qiao Qiao.

Completely bewildered, he scratched his head.

She just felt that this grandma was strange, and she couldn't understand much of what she was saying.

——

At the same time, in Kyoto.

Outside the gate of the military region's sanatorium.

Inside the black car, Bi Yatong sat in the passenger seat and turned to ask her two daughters in the back seat, "Lu'er, Li'er, when you meet your Grandpa Chen later, do you remember what Mommy told you at home?"

Upon hearing this, the two sisters, Shen Lu and Shen Li, dressed in matching festive attire, nodded repeatedly, indicating that they had remembered.

Looking at her two beautiful daughters, Bi Yatong finally signaled the driver to continue driving with satisfaction.

However, the car was stopped after driving forward two meters.

"Comrade, private cars are not allowed here." A handsome man in military uniform came out of the gatehouse and stood in front of the gate.

"Also, please get off the bus and register here."

"Can't cars go in?" Bi Yatong was a little unhappy about being stopped. She frowned and pointed at a white car that had just driven in in front of her, questioning, "Then why was it allowed in?"

The man avoided answering, repeating the same thing: "Please get off the bus, announce your arrival, and register. You can only enter after you receive permission."

This is Bi Yatong's first time visiting this sanatorium; in the past, her husband Shen Qingrong has always been there.

The full name of this sanatorium is the General Military Region Sanatorium. As the name suggests, the people who can stay here are either retired cadres who have reached the age limit, active-duty soldiers who were injured while on duty, or military family members.

In short, it's not just about having money that allows you to get in.

Bi Yatong was a pampered young lady from a wealthy family. If someone dared to stop her like this normally, she would definitely not give them a good look.

But now, looking at the imposing gate of the sanatorium, with armed soldiers standing guard on both sides, she felt inexplicably timid.

In addition, she came here today with a specific purpose.

They dared not get into conflicts with anyone anymore.

He could only swallow his anger, take a few boxes of high-end nutritional supplements and a fruit basket from the car, and then lead his two daughters to the gatehouse by the main gate to register visitors and make a phone call to ask for instructions.

After all that was done, a staff member drove up in a small car with only a roof and parked in front of the mother and daughter.

This sanatorium is a contracted hilltop, covering a total area of ​​more than 30,000 square meters.

It usually takes at least an hour to walk to the top of the mountain by main road, and also more than ten minutes by car.

It was already the dead of winter, and Bi Yatong looked at the car parked in front of her, which only had a roof, with a slightly stiff expression.

"Mom, I'm cold. I don't want to ride in this lousy car." Shen Li stomped her foot and shouted as soon as she saw the car, her face full of resistance.