Chapter 357 Another Unlucky Guy

Everyone was startled to see the little boy running towards them.

But what surprised everyone even more was the way the little boy looked after he raised his head.

The little boy already had a patch on one eye, making him look rather pitiful. After the fall, his entire face hit the ground, practically prostrate on his knees.

When he looked up again, everyone was stunned.

On that already pitiful little face, two streams of blood gushed down from below the nostrils, flowing straight down the lips.

Perhaps sensing the heat, the little boy paused for a moment, then opened his mouth.

Then everyone saw that his mouth was full of blood.

And a row of teeth that is obviously missing a front tooth.

The crowd looked at the little boy, then at the floor where he had just buried his face, and saw a tooth, still stained with blood, stuck in the dirt.

"..." everyone.

Good heavens, not only did his nose bleed profusely from the fall, but he also lost a front tooth.

Apart from Shen Qingyan, who was still holding Qiao Qiao, everyone else, after a moment of stunned silence, rushed to the little boy's side.

"Oh dear, oh dear, it's ruined, ruined, completely ruined..."

The woman with the little boy screamed repeatedly, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and looked at the little boy's mouth full of blood, but didn't know what to do.

"Does it hurt? Why weren't you more careful?" Yan Liti bent down and patted the dirt off the little boy's knees with a touch of heartache.

The little boy was clearly in a lot of pain; his face was contorted in agony.

But seeing Shen Qingyan approaching with Qiao Qiao in his arms, she managed to hold back her tears. Instead, with a resolute expression, she mumbled, "No, no..."

"It doesn't hurt yet, but your teeth are all missing!" The woman looked at the little boy and patted his forehead, both amused and annoyed. "I told you not to be so careless and to be careful, but you wouldn't listen. Now you feel better, don't you?"

Despite saying that, the woman still bent down and carefully examined the little boy's mouth, then used a handkerchief to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After managing to clean it up, I was still a little worried: "Does it really not hurt? Should we go see a doctor again?"

"It...it really doesn't hurt, no, no, I don't need to see a doctor." The little boy looked at Shen Qingyan a little embarrassedly, his eyes flickering.

The little boy was filled with shame and embarrassment at being seen in such an embarrassing situation by the person he admired most in the world. All his previous excitement vanished, and now he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"Grandpa Uncle." He shrank behind the woman, his voice barely audible.

Shen Qingyan had already carried Qiao Qiao over and gently patted the little boy who was looking up at him with his head tilted back. Although his eyes were sparkling, they were full of expectation and admiration.

The little boy blushed with excitement after Shen Qingyan patted his head, and his eyes sparkled again.

This time, I won't hide anymore.

Instead, she looked up at Shen Qingyan with an open and honest gaze until two tubes of blood started flowing from her nose again... only then did she lower her head in a panic.

"..." Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao really couldn't bear to look at it.

Fortunately, the woman accompanying him the next second had already crumpled a handkerchief into two balls and stuffed them into the little boy's nose to stop the bleeding from continuing.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao also clearly saw the black aura swirling around the little boy's forehead.

Qiao Qiao thought to herself, "No wonder I'm so unlucky. I can fall even on flat ground, and I fall so badly."

It turns out this is yet another person whose bad luck has been cursed and whose fortune has been stolen.

During the ensuing conversation, Qiao Qiao learned that the other person was Yan Teng, whom she hadn't seen the night before and whose eyelids had been blown off by Fu Hu.

"Uncle, Aunt, I'm so sorry I wasn't home waiting for you yesterday. It was all because of this matter..."

After settling their son in, the group stopped at a coffee shop not far from the hospital.

The woman spoke to Yan Liti and Shen Qingyan with a somewhat apologetic tone.

Her name is Niu Shishi, and she is the granddaughter-in-law of Yan Weihua's third son, Yan Zhengbo. This time, when Fu Hu caused this trouble, her father-in-law, Yan Zhengbo, and her husband, Yan Chengliang, happened to be out doing business, and Yan Nongzhong had not yet returned from Taipei.

Fu Xuejia refused to admit that Fu Hu had set off firecrackers that had blown up her son's eyes. Not only that, but she also acted like an elder in front of her, making a scene. She couldn't stay at the Yan family's old house any longer, so in a fit of anger, she took Yan Teng back to her parents' home.

It's not that I have any issues with Yan Liti.

On the contrary, she was very willing to get close to this young, fashionable, generous, and successful great-aunt.

As she spoke, Niu Shishi glanced at the little girl who was being held on Shen Qingyan's lap, eating small bites of cake with a small spoon, her eyes filled with a hint of amazement.

He Yanli sincerely praised, "Little sister is so beautiful! Grandma, would you be interested in having her become a child star? I have a TV commercial that's currently recruiting pretty kids..."

Niu Shishi is a TV program host.

She doesn't usually talk about these work-related matters with her relatives.

But the little girl was just too beautiful. As a TV host, she considered herself to be worldly-wise and had seen all kinds of beautiful boys and girls, including her own son, who was also very good-looking.

But Qiao Qiao's beauty, which seemed to have its own built-in lighting effect, was something she had never seen before, and she couldn't help but feel pity for her.

Of course, before she could finish speaking, Yan Liti calmly refused, saying, "No need."

Yan Liti doesn't discriminate against this industry, but she's extremely unwilling to let her precious granddaughter appear in public, unless Qiao Qiao herself wants to try it out.

Niu Shishi wasn't embarrassed by the rejection; she just smiled and continued to exclaim to Yan Liti, "That's right, I'm not short of money. I just couldn't resist because I thought you were so beautiful."

Yan Teng was a little confused when he heard his mother call out the words "little sister" several times.

He tilted his head in confusion and asked Niu Shishi, "Mom, whose sister is this? Is she my sister?"

“This isn’t your sister, Xiao Teng. You should call her Auntie. Come on, call her Auntie.” Niu Shishi said, then reached out and straightened the little boy’s collar, which had been smeared with cream from the cake, and frowned as she lectured him.

"Why can't you be more careful, kid? You're always so careless! If it weren't for your great-uncle, you would have poked out your other eye too, wouldn't you?"

Upon hearing this, the little boy's face, which had just returned to normal temperature, turned bright red again.

I felt a little embarrassed and a little wronged.

He thought he was being very careful, but he just didn't know why he was so unlucky.

Just as the waiter brought over a few small cakes, he was putting one in his mouth with a fork when, for some reason, his hand suddenly trembled and he almost poked his eyeball in the process!