Chapter 172 The Shen Qingrong Family in Dire Straits

He picked the person up.

He said to everyone in the room, "You all enjoy your meal. I'm going for a walk outside."

Without waiting for anyone else's reaction, he picked up Qiao Qiao, who instinctively tried to look up, and left the restaurant's private room.

In the hotel lobby, Qiao Changdong held his daughter's little head against his chest, gently patting her back with his large hands, humming some soothing nursery rhymes as he walked back and forth in the lobby.

Finally, the lobby manager saw him walk out of the restaurant and assumed he had something to do.

Just as he was about to walk over, he received a look from Qiao Changdong signaling him not to come any closer, so he silently retreated to his original spot.

Qiao Changdong held her in his arms, gently patting her back to lull her to sleep.

After spending the last two days together, the lobby manager could see just how much the little girl, who was now being held and slept by Qiao Changdong, was pampered in this family.

They would almost never be put on the ground to walk on if they could be carried in their arms.

So far, he has never seen the little girl walk on her own; she has always been carried in the arms of this group of people like a precious jewel.

When Qiao Changdong slowed down his circling and finally sat down on the sofa in the lobby lounge corner, the lobby manager came over with a blanket.

He slowed his pace, handed over the blanket, and lowered his voice to speak to Qiao Changdong: "Comrade Qiao, did you enjoy the food today?"

Qiao Changdong learned from Yan Liti at the dinner table that the king crab cost more than a hundred yuan.

This is just the purchase price; with processing included, it will sell for at least 180 yuan.

Knowing that the hotel genuinely wanted to apologize, he nodded and said in a low voice, "Manager Wu, you're very kind."

The lobby manager's surname is Wu, and his full name is Wu Yunkai.

Upon hearing Qiao Changdong's words, Wu Yunkai's smile widened.

He continued, "Comrade Qiao, it's like this, I've already contacted my boss for you. My boss said that if you're really interested, you can call this number. He's always ready to answer your call. What do you think of this..."

As Wu Yunkai spoke, he handed a slip of paper to Qiao Changdong.

"Yes, I'll call him." Qiao Changdong nodded, tucked the blanket into his daughter's arms, and casually stuffed the phone number into his coat pocket.

"Okay, okay." Wu Yunkai nodded repeatedly.

Looking at the little girl in his arms, she deliberately tried to ingratiate herself, saying, "Do you need our help with the child...?"

"No need," Qiao Changdong refused, pulling the little body closer to him.

Even though the little guy seemed to have been coaxed by his mother just now upstairs, he was still upstairs.

But Qiao Changdong knew that the little guy was actually quite sensitive.

She just didn't want him to worry or make things difficult for him, which is why she acted like everything was fine so quickly.

Just like when she was reborn, even if she didn't like Chen Yulian, her first reaction was to ask him if he liked her before deciding whether to continue the conversation.

This shows how heavy a burden the little guy has on his mind.

Qiao Changdong really wanted to tell her that she was still young and didn't need to worry about what she thought or didn't want to think. He just wanted her to be happy and that her father would take care of everything else.

But Qiao Changdong also knew.

It's useless to say these things.

Humans.

You can never truly empathize with someone else about something you haven't experienced yourself.

Just like him, no matter how much he felt sorry for or hated Shen Qingrong, he could never truly empathize with her, who had been reborn.

Never!

Now, all he can do is keep her by his side at all times.

Show her through your actions that, "Look, Daddy's here. Daddy will always be by your side. As long as you open your eyes, you can see Daddy."

Qiao Changdong held Qiao Qiao in his arms and sat in the lobby until everyone had finished their meal before they went back to their room together.

Shen Qingyan came over midway, but did nothing. He simply sat down next to Qiao Changdong and quietly kept him company.

The suite upstairs where the Qiao family lived had a new door when they came down for lunch.

Qiao Changdong carried Qiao Qiao back to the room, and they took a nap together.

The rest of the Qiao family continued chatting with Yan Liti in the living room.

Shen Qingyan was not good with words. When Yan Liti was getting along well with the Qiao family, he sat in the closest spot to Qiao Qiao's room, his back straight, like a statue, quietly guarding his treasure.

While Qiao Qiao slept soundly under the watchful eyes of her family.

The Shen Qingrong family, far away in Kyoto, were having a very restless night's sleep.

It could even be described as a living hell.

Being beaten up and hospitalized was already terrifying for Bi Yatong.

After the police left, she sat on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at Shen Qingrong, who was wrapped up like a mummy, and asked him with fear and unease.

"Honey, do you think this might be..."

Yesterday, that group of people forced their car to stop, came up, compared the photos, and started fighting. It was obvious they came while they were there.

It's definitely not like what the police officers who just came to investigate said, that it was because it was close to the end of the year and they happened to be robbed or something.

Even if the other party did indeed ransack their car of all valuables before leaving.

But in her view, this was just a way to deceive people.

Therefore, it was only natural for Bi Yatong to suspect Yan Liti and Shen Qingyan.

But she also felt it was unlikely.

Shen Qingyan was a soldier, and his discipline was extremely strict. She found it hard to believe that he would do such a thing.

Yan Liti is even less likely to be involved.

Yan Liti's temper is usually a bit strange, but every time she sees the other person, the other person acts like a wealthy lady from a wealthy family, and doesn't seem like the kind of person who would pay someone to beat someone up.

Qingrong closed her eyes, her whole body aching so much that she barely had the strength to speak.

Only after Bi Yatong's incessant chatter stopped did he take a deep breath and slowly utter his words.

But because of his throat injury, it took him almost half a minute to slowly finish saying that sentence.

"Spread this...thing...out...and make it...more...serious...the...better...the...better."

He paused, then closed his eyes again to ease the sharp pain in his throat that came after saying those words.

Then he added, "They said...the two...children...were...frightened...as well."

Bi Yatong didn't understand what Shen Qingrong meant by that. In her opinion, what happened today was really embarrassing.

If word gets out about this, won't the Shen family become the laughingstock of the entire capital?

Anyone who didn't know better would think that the Shen family could bully anyone.

But upon hearing Shen Qingrong's last words, Bi Yatong immediately understood her husband's intention.