Chapter 152 Putting a Burlap Sack over Shen Qingrong

"Uncle Shen, I know it's a bit presumptuous of me to say this, but I think Ayan might really have some misunderstanding about us. Could you please act as a mediator and help us get him to meet with us?"

"If we have any misunderstandings, let's talk them out face to face. Let's not let this hurt our feelings for each other."

After listening, Old Master Shen remained silent for a long time.

Half an hour later.

Bi Yatong and her two daughters were no longer riding in a small car with only a roof, but were happily and proudly riding in Grandpa Shen's car from the top of the mountain to the bottom.

After the mother and her two daughters left.

Grandpa Shen stared blankly at the remaining white jade cake on the table, lost in thought.

After a long pause, he finally spoke up and asked the guard behind him, "What... have they been doing lately?"

Wei Xingzhi had been by Shen Tuo's side for some years and knew who he was asking about.

The incident that Shen Qingyan caused at the banquet for Shen Qingrong's twin daughters three days ago has now become the talk of the town in the entire Kyoto elite circle.

Since Shen Qingyan was also a member of the military, they naturally heard about these things as well.

Wei Xingzhi then recounted what he had heard.

He concluded by saying, "Chief Shen and his wife left Kyoto by train that very night, but nobody knows where they went."

After listening, Shen Tuo remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "Tell him to call me back when he has time."

Who this "he" is is self-evident.

"Yes." Wei Xingzhi.

Shen Qingyan received a pager message asking him to call his grandfather back when he had just left the guesthouse and was on his way to the hospital to find Qiao Qiao.

Just as Yan Liti had said before, they had all guessed that Shen Qingrong would look for Old Master Shen, so Shen Qingyan was not surprised when he received the news.

He simply responded to Di Zixuan's reminder with a faint sound.

Instead of rushing to return the call, he drove directly to the hospital and found Qiao Qiao being held and talked to by Yan Lidi on the second floor of the outpatient department.

Qiao Qiao was quite curious about how Long Yijun lived in this world.

"Is Mom really that amazing?" After listening to Yan Liti recount Long Yijun's incredible feats in this world, she opened her big, round eyes and asked in amazement.

"Yes, don't let your mother's gentle and beautiful appearance fool you, like a fairy descended from heaven. She can lift your father up with one hand and throw him several meters away!"

"!!!" Qiao Qiao.

Wow, that's amazing.

"Your father encountered danger several times during missions, and it was your mother who appeared out of nowhere to help him, allowing him to return to his unit safely."

"Tsk... Compared to your mother, your father is really useless. No wonder your mother always calls him a good-for-nothing."

"..." Qiao Qiao.

"Then why did Mom run away from home?" How could someone who is such a little tyrant at home be so angry that she ran away from home?

Qiao Qiao tilted her head back and asked, her little face full of curiosity.

"I don't know about that. Your dad is a blockhead, and his mouth is as tight as a clam shell. Usually, only your mom can get him to talk. I asked him, but he just won't say anything."

"But Grandma thinks it must be your father's fault. Your mother is so beautiful, she can't be wrong. It must be that your father did something wrong and made her unhappy."

"Sigh, it's also Grandma's fault. A good friend of hers happened to come back from abroad those days, and we played mahjong together for a few days. Otherwise, if your mother had someone to complain to, she definitely wouldn't have run away from home."

"Sometimes Grandma thinks, 'If only I were a man, then I wouldn't need your father at all...'"

"Cough cough!"

A cough came from the side.

Yan Liti then realized what terrible thing she had said and quickly slapped her mouth: "Look at me, look at me, what nonsense!"

She looked down at Qiao Qiao, whose porcelain-white face was raised in her arms, and felt a mix of tenderness and bitterness in her heart.

His eyes were filled with an overwhelming, unyielding heartache.

“Baby, it’s all our fault that you’ve suffered so much. If you had been born by our side, Grandma would have risked her old life to prevent anyone from harming you in the slightest…”

"No way! I can't swallow this. I have to make a phone call and have someone put that bastard in a burlap sack and beat him up! I need to vent my anger, otherwise I'll have trouble breathing all day!"

Yan Liti slapped her thigh one last time, got up, put the bewildered Qiao Qiao back into the equally bewildered Mo Wenpei's arms, and rushed out to make a phone call to find someone to put a burlap sack over Shen Qingrong's head.

"..." Qiao Qiao, Mo Wenpei.

Yan Liti walked briskly, and when she reached the door of one of the examination rooms, she bumped into Qiao Xiaoyun, who had just finished her examination.

Qiao Xiaoyun was startled to see Yan Liti rushing out with her head down and a furious expression on her face.

She took a step back and waited until she saw the person walk away around the corner before she came out and asked Qiao Qiao and Mo Wenpei in the corridor.

"What's wrong with her? Why does she look like she's about to kill someone?"

Mo Wenpei realized what was happening and said cheerfully, "They went to put sacks on people."

"Put it in a burlap sack?" Qiao Xiaoyun was completely confused.

Mo Wenpei then recounted what had just happened, and Qiao Xiaoyun laughed after listening.

As long as they don't compete with them for the child, she thinks their little darling's grandmother has a pretty good personality; she finds her easy to get along with.

However, she was a little curious: "Judging by her age, she must be at least fifty years old. Are rich people all so good at maintaining their appearance?"

When Yan Liti didn't introduce herself at first, she thought she was Shen Qingyan's older sister.

I never expected it to be my mom.

She looks so young.

"Maybe Mom gave her those vegetables and fruits," Qiao Qiao guessed, raising her little hand and pointing to the small bracelet on her wrist.

Qiao Qiao has also read many of the books left behind by Long Yijun during this period.

They discovered that the fruits behind the bamboo house, besides increasing spiritual power, also had the effects of beautifying the skin, nourishing the body, and strengthening the constitution.

Upon hearing this, both Mo Wenpei and Qiao Xiaoyun showed surprise and anticipation in their eyes.

After all, what woman doesn't want to stay young and beautiful forever?

Grandma Qiao's examination was the most complicated. In the end, only Grandma Qiao was still undergoing a brain examination, while everyone else was waiting in the corridor.

When Shen Qingyan walked over from the other end of the corridor with bloodshot eyes, the Qiao family was startled.

Shen Qingyan's mood is off.

Even when the two sides had conflicts before, they had never seen him so emotionally volatile.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if blood would well up in them at any moment.

He walked towards Qiao Qiao step by step.

Under the bewildered and wary gazes of the entire Qiao family, he finally knelt on one knee in front of Mo Wenpei, who was holding Qiao Qiao.

"...Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice hoarse and strained.

His hand, trembling, pressed against her small chest: "Does it still hurt here?"