Chapter 173 Master Shen asked tremblingly, "Have you found the child?"

She understood that her husband wanted to spread the word to Old Master Shen.

They had just complained to Old Master Shen. If they went to him again, especially now that they didn't have clear evidence like last time, their whispering in his ear would definitely annoy Old Master Shen.

However, if the story comes from someone else in the circle, it's a completely different story.

Unless Old Master Shen is completely stupid, he can figure out the connection between these things.

"Honey, you're so smart! I'll get on it right away!"

Bi Yatong got up and, without even closing the ward door, excitedly went out to make a phone call.

When she finished her phone call and returned after making arrangements, she was stunned by what she saw in the ward.

Her husband, who was already half-dead, was now lying on the hospital bed in an even more lifeless state.

It was as if he was immersed in milk. Not only his whole body, but also the mattress on the hospital bed beneath him was full of milk, which was still dripping onto the floor.

Shen Qingrong, whose only movable part was his eyes, seemed to sense the movement at the door.

With difficulty, she opened her eyes and looked at Bi Yatong at the door, as if she wanted to say something.

But when it opens its mouth, milk is gushing out of its nose, ears, and mouth.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Seeing her husband, who looked like a cow come to life, Bi Yatong finally couldn't hold back anymore and screamed while covering her face.

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As the couple had predicted, the events that had transpired in the past two days quickly spread throughout the elite circles of Kyoto.

Old Master Shen also learned about this matter.

He called Shen Qingyan the following evening.

At the time, the Qiao family and Yan Liti were all in the living room watching TV together.

Qiao Changdong, meanwhile, was in his room, using the phone to consult with the person Yan Liti had introduced about what price to offer to acquire the hotel.

During the day, Shen Qingyan had breakfast and lunch with Qiao Qiao. After her afternoon nap, he left the hotel to deal with the matters that had not been finished the day before.

The gang of thugs was backed by a local tyrant who had a complex network of connections with some officials.

Ordinary people wouldn't dare to touch them.

This time, it was only because they encountered Shen Qingyan that they were able to continue their tyrannical behavior.

Shen Qingyan was determined to completely eliminate this group of people, and those whom others dared not deal with could only be dealt with by him.

When Grandpa Shen couldn't get through to Shen Qingyan's pager, he eventually called Yan Liti's room at the hotel, but no one was there.

But the phone kept ringing.

Qiao Qiao, whose five senses are exceptionally sharp, heard the phone ringing. Fearing that someone needed her for something important, she tugged at Yan Liti, who was holding her in her arms and peeling pine nuts for her.

"Grandma, phone call." With a dozen or so pine nuts in her mouth, Qiao Qiao's speech was a little unclear.

"Baby, what did you say?" Perhaps because she had spent so much time with the Qiao family, Yan Liti's accent had become a bit distorted.

Qiao Qiao puffed out her cheeks, quickly mashed the pine nut in her mouth, swallowed it, and then said, "Grandma, the phone in your room rang. This is the second time it's rung now."

Yan Liti frowned subconsciously. She didn't want to leave her beloved granddaughter at all. When she heard that she had to answer the phone, her first reaction was to let it ring.

But thinking of Shen Qingyan who hadn't returned yet, and fearing that he might miss something important by being lazy, he had no choice but to get up.

Before getting up, she wiped the oil off her hands with a towel and then picked up the little girl next to her.

Make a scared face to gain sympathy: "Baby, would you like to come with Grandma? Grandma is most afraid of walking alone at night."

Qiao Qiao blinked, looking at the suite door that was always open because they were the only ones living on this floor.

The corridor outside was brightly lit; where did this dark road come from?

The call was from Grandpa Shen.

The call was interrupted once when Yan Liti entered the room.

As Yan Liti hesitated about whether to go back to the Qiao family's place, the phone rang again.

Yan Liti then walked over.

Seeing the phone number displayed on the telephone, and noticing it was from Kyoto, I immediately guessed who was calling.

She rolled her eyes without any attempt to hide it.

He answered the phone with great impatience, his words coming out aggressively and filled with anger.

What are you doing?

"Or are you saying you're dying and want to let us know so we can come back for your funeral?"

"What, isn't your cheap nephew going to your funeral? Do we still need to go back?"

Each of the three sentences was more offensive than the last.

Upon hearing her voice, the slight joy that had just appeared on the person's face vanished instantly, and even their breathing became heavy and rapid.

Seemingly hurt by her words, he spoke after more than ten seconds: "Xiao Ti..."

“Commander Shen, we’re not that close. Please call me Comrade Yan.” Yan Liti interrupted him directly: “Also, it’s almost the New Year. Don’t make me unhappy or annoy me.”

"..." The person on the other end of the phone fell silent again after being rebuked by her words.

Qiao Qiao could hear everything clearly on the other end of the phone. Seeing that the other person was breathing more gasps than gasps for breath after being roasted by her, she widened her eyes slightly as she looked at Yan Liti, who was hugging her tightly.

Over the past few days, she discovered that her grandmother had a very strong personality.

But she didn't expect that she had become this powerful.

With just a few words, he silenced the person on the other end.

Seeing that the other end remained silent again, Yan Liti's impatience escalated: "What is it you want? If you have something to say, just say it. If not, I'm hanging up..."

"Yes." The person on the other end of the line answered with a slightly anxious tone, as if afraid that the call would really end.

Her tone was tentative and cautious: "Qingyan, Qingyan said he has a child, is it... is it true?"

Yan Liti did not reply to the other party.

Just looking at Qiao Qiao, who was looking up at her with her little face raised in his arms, his impatient expression softened as if by magic.

Meanwhile, the person on the other end was cautiously probing: "You... have you found the child?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear a slight tremor in the voice as he said this.

Upon hearing this, Yan Liti pursed her lips and subconsciously hugged the soft little body in her arms tighter.

"Xiao Di, are you still listening?" The person on the other end of the phone called out anxiously when the other end fell silent again.

What do you want to hear from me?

Not wanting to frighten her granddaughter in her arms, Yan Liti raised her head, her eyes filled with coldness.

"What? Such a big matter, didn't you mention it when that family came to you to complain?"

"..."

"It seems there aren't any left."

"Now I'll tell you, yes, that's right, Qingyan does have a child."