Chapter 192 Absolute Favoritism and Absolute Choice

"Knowing" means that he knows what his choice is.

Or rather, he made this choice directly for Shen Tuo.

“Once the New Year is over and you and my mother have completed the formalities, I will announce to the public that we are severing our father-son relationship.”

Shen Qingyan sneered: "From now on, my surname is Yan. You can directly register Shen Qingrong in your Shen family's genealogy. Also, I wish you, Chief Shen, a happy family reunion in advance!"

"Qingyan! Qingyan! Shen Qingyan, are you crazy..." Hearing Shen Qingyan's words, the old man on the other end of the line was shocked and was about to say something, but Shen Qingyan did not give him a chance and hung up the phone directly.

After I hung up, the phone rang again.

Shen Qingyan glanced at the caller ID and then refused to answer, no matter how many times the phone rang.

Qiao Xiaoyun, who came over from across the street to call them over for dinner, glanced at Shen Qingyan, whose complexion was still not very good, and then looked at his little niece who was being carefully held in his arms.

I asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Why aren't you answering the phone? Who called?"

Qiao Qiao looked up at the man behind her, her eyes glistening with tears.

Shen Qingyan had just answered the phone and covered her ears, but she could still hear every word they said.

Although I had heard Shen Qingyan and Yan Liti mention this matter in the restaurant last time.

But hearing it in person now still deeply shocked her.

Well, how should I put it?

Although she kept saying that she no longer cared about Grandma Qiao's choice of Qiao Kexin, how could she really let it go so easily?

She cared about it to some extent.

Nobody wants to be the second choice.

At this moment, Shen Qingyan's absolute favoritism and choice in front of her undoubtedly gave Qiao Qiao great comfort.

turn out to be.

Except for Dad.

There are also people who would absolutely choose her.

Upon receiving the little girl's wet, glistening gaze, Shen Qingyan's expression softened almost immediately.

He gently stroked the soft fur of the little girl in his arms, his eyes tender, but his tone indifferent and devoid of warmth as he answered Qiao Xiaoyun.

"An insignificant person, don't bother with him."

All right.

Qiao Xiaoyun shrugged and didn't ask any further questions.

Looking at the father and daughter, one tall and one short, with a huge height difference, she smiled and walked over, saying, "Then you two get ready and get down for dinner."

She looked at Qiao Qiao again: "Sweetie, did you wash your hands after playing?"

Qiao Qiao glanced at Shen Qingyan, who was still holding her, raised her little hand and shook it, looking incredibly obedient: "I've washed."

"Alright, let's go down for dinner. I heard the chef learned a new dish today, so let's go try it out," Qiao Xiaoyun said with a smile.

Shen Qingyan nodded, then asked Qiao Qiao, "Shall I carry you downstairs?"

Qiao Qiao nodded and obediently stretched out her little arms, waiting to be hugged.

This time, being picked up felt different from when Shen Qingyan picked her up while she was sitting.

Qiao Qiao watched helplessly as her vision rose little by little from the man's thighs, as if she were taking flight, and she grew a full 1.5 meters taller!

I can see my vision getting higher and higher.

The next second I'll be shoulder to shoulder with the ceiling.

The little girl's pupils dilated little by little, and the smile on her face vanished instantly.

In a flurry of activity, she used her small, trembling hands to tightly hug the only thing she could hold onto: her head.

To avoid accidentally falling to your death from this altitude!

Shen Qingyan placed her little bottom neatly in the crook of his arm.

Perhaps fearing she wouldn't want to get too close to him, he slightly kept his hands about twenty centimeters away from his body.

He managed to turn carrying her into holding her up!

With his other hand, he supported her back while saying what he considered to be particularly considerate.

"If I hold you wrong anywhere, tell me and I'll learn properly."

Perhaps he was afraid that his words would sound too harsh.

He added at the end, "Okay?"

Okay?

not good!

Very bad!

Qiao Qiao was so startled by the way he held her that she screamed and almost burst into tears.

Who would hug someone like that!

Is this an attempt to let her ascend to heaven without needing to cultivate?!

Qiao Changdong would never hug her like this.

When Qiao Changdong carried her in winter, he usually tucked her inside his clothes, which kept her warm and saved him effort.

In other seasons, it's more like treating her as a small pendant, hanging her around the waist.

With her short legs tucked between his waist and abdomen, and his hands supporting her bottom, this position is particularly effortless.

Her gaze was limited to Qiao Changdong's cheek at most.

Like Shen Qingyan, he treated her like a potted flower, sitting her upright on his arm and even trying to lift her up, almost to chest level.

This caused her field of vision to extend directly beyond the top of his head.

Not only did it give Qiao Qiao the illusion that she was almost shoulder to shoulder with the ceiling, but it also made her feel that the next second she would fall headfirst off his back in an upside-down position.

This feeling is absolutely terrifying.

Qiao Qiao not only felt palpitations and dizziness, but also felt nauseous.

She clutched Shen Qingyan's short stubble of hair, weakly and terrifiedly crying out, "High, high, dizzy, I feel like throwing up."

As the little girl shouted this, the little bubble on her forehead popped up again.

Feeling extremely uneasy, Shen Qingyan carefully put the person down and just watched helplessly.

The little person inside the bubble was fuming and pulled out her 'grudge notebook' again.

Two tiny hands each held a miniature pen, writing frantically.

And he was given a magnificent and significant mention—

[That useless, weakling tried to kill me! I'll remember this grudge!]

[I've noted it down!]

[I've got it!]

[I've got it!]

What followed were countless "I've noted it down" and an increasing number of exclamation marks.

“…” Shen Qingyan.

Shen Qingyan covered her face.

He suddenly wondered if this 'grudge notebook' contained all his grudges.

After putting the person down, Shen Qingyan was still unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity and tried his best to narrow the distance between the father and daughter.

But he tried several other methods.

There is one in particular.

Instantly, Qiao Qiao's face flushed red with embarrassment.

Because this man actually lifted her up in a position as if he were holding her to urinate!

"!!!" Qiao Qiao.

The little girl blushed, but didn't say anything.

The little figures inside the small bubbles above their heads each have a red "well" character on their foreheads.

Holding a mini pen, he scribbled furiously in his 'grudge notebook,' writing down a whole bunch of things in a flash.

The pen tip was practically sparking!