My Husband, Warm The Bed

C871 Meeting an Old Friend



C871 Meeting an Old Friend

While eating his mother's snacks, Zhan Limo did not forget to insult his mother: "Mom, did you secretly poison this part of your heart?"    

    

Qin Xiaobao glared at him and pretended to snatch the snack back. "Stinking brat, if you don't want to eat it, then return it to me."    

    

Zhan Limo swallowed the snack in one gulp and said, "Even if it is poisonous, I will still eat it."    

    

Qin Xiaobao glared at her son who was as big as a ghost. "Stinky brat, your skin is itchy again, right?"    

    

Zhan Nianbei echoed, "Little brat, quickly apologize to your mother. Otherwise, your father won't be able to help you."    

    

Zhan Limo pouted. "Dad, you make it sound like you helped me before."    

    

Zhan Nianbei was speechless.    

    

Did this kid have to go against him like this? He was the head of a family.    

    

Don't make it so that he didn't have any status in front of the two of them. Even if the truth is that he doesn't have any status, please give it to him. Can't you give him some face?    

    

Qin Xiaobao smiled complacently, "Your father is my person. Even if he wants to help, he can only help me. Could he help a brat like you?"    

    

Zhan Limo pouted his red lips. "Did you charge me for the phone bill?"    

    

Qin Xiaobao nodded.    

    

Her wife nodded. Zhan Nianbei could only nod when he saw her threatening look.    

    

He felt that in their family, his status was really getting worse day by day. Maybe he would be replaced by someone else someday.    

    

Seeing the three of them quarreling and looking at how she was alone in a foreign country, Qin Leran was really abused to the extreme.    

    

She bit her lips and wished that she could go back to her room and continue to cover her head and sleep. That way, she would not be tortured so miserably by their family of three.    

    

Qin Leran had just thought of this when Qin Xiaobao noticed her and smiled. "Ranran, morning!"    

    

Zhan Limo, who had just been claimed by his parents as a rechargeable fee, answered unhurriedly. "Mom, the sun is setting. How is it early? "    

    

The older children did not wake up earlier than the children at home. Sure enough, the women in Qin Family all liked to sleep in, and they even liked to bully others.    

    

Qin Xiaobao said, "Stinking brat, shut up!"    

    

Qin Xiaobao walked over and pinched Zhan Limo's ear, "Little Limo, I'll let cutie play with you another day, okay?"    

    

Zhan Limo shook his head hard. "No. I don't want to play with that little wood."    

    

A little boy one year older than him asked him three questions. It was already good enough that he could answer one question, and he even put on a profound appearance all day. Was he trying to act cool to attract the little girl's attention?    

    

Qin Leran smiled, "Yes, it's decided then. You guys can play together this year's Spring Festival."    

    

Zhan Limo had a bitter expression on his face. "I don't want to."    

    

Qin Xiaobao immediately went to the kitchen to get the breakfast specially prepared for Qin Leran. "Stinking brat, there is no room for you to speak here. Ranran came to eat breakfast. Because she knew that you were sleeping in, she did not wake you up just now. "But I specially left these for you."    

    

Zhan Limo muttered," I also don't know who is your biological child. "    

    

Perhaps in the eyes of the Qin Family and Zhan family, only Qin Leran was his biological child. The other children were given to him as a token of appreciation.    

    

He had no status in the hearts of the two families, and that little wooden Qin Family had no status in the family either. Only Qin Leran, this little devil who only knew how to bully others, was being held in the palm of everyone's hands in pain.    

    

"Thank you, little aunt! I knew you guys loved me!" Qin Leran said sweetly and did not forget to cast a provocative look at Zhan Limo, as if to say, "Stinking brat, you want to fight with me? You are still very tender."    

    

There was no suspense in this battle. Zhan Limo lost again. Qin Leran won effortlessly, just like countless times in the past.    

    

Zhan Nianbei put down his chopsticks and looked at Qin Leran. "Ranran!"    

    

Qin Leran nodded. "grandpa, I am here. What orders do you have?"    

    

Zhan Nianbei said again, "Your little aunt and that brat are not familiar with A Country at all. Today you will accompany them out to play."    

    

Qin Leran said, "grandpa, I am naturally happy to be their guide, but why don't you come with us?"    

    

Zhan Nianbei raised his watch and looked at the time. "Um... I need to do something today. I will leave the two of them to you."    

    

Qin Xiaobao immediately looked up at him when she heard Zhan Nianbei's words. "Old Zhan, didn't you come to A Country because you are worried about my son and me? What else can happen to you?"    

    

Zhan Nianbei said, "It's official business."    

    

Qin Xiaobao asked, "Other than me, what other business do you have?"    

    

They were about to quarrel again.    

    

Zhan Limo immediately said, "Please, eat breakfast first!"    

    

Qin Leran finally decided, "Little Limo is right. Those who should eat breakfast eat breakfast, those who should be busy with things, those who should be busy with things, those who refused to quarrel today, and even more so refused to run away from home."    

    

...    

    

After breakfast.    

    

Qin Leran accompanied Qin Xiaobao and Zhan Limo to some famous attractions. Zhan Nianbei contacted a person who could be said to be familiar but not familiar.    

    

Because it was a private matter coming to A Country, Zhan Nianbei naturally could not bring many people with him, but he had many men in plain clothes with him. It was convenient to help him investigate the spy incident that happened decades ago.    

    

"Mr. Zhan, we are here." The taxi driver was also Zhan Nianbei's most capable assistant. He suddenly became a driver on the streets of A Country.    

    

"En." Zhan Nianbei, who had been sleeping on the chair, slowly opened his eyes. He looked out the window and said, "Look closely at the surroundings. Don't let a fly in."    

    

"Yes." The man replied.    

    

Zhan Nianbei got out of the car and went to a coffee shop next to the coffee shop called Dream Search.    

    

It was the morning work time, and the coffee shop still had a sign that said "Rest." However, when he arrived, it was still "Rest. Someone still opened the door for him. After he went in, the person locked the door again. It seemed like nothing had happened.    

    

He entered the room. He entered through the back door of the bar. Behind him was a different world. It was a courtyard with a unique name. It was a rockery and a fountain. Everything was there.    

    

The receptionist said, "Mister Zhan, please follow me. My master has been waiting for you for a long time."    

    

"Yes." Zhan Nianbei nodded. He glanced around casually and remembered the route to the house and the surrounding scenery in his mind.    

    

After passing through the long cobblestone path, he finally stopped in front of a small Japanese wooden house. The receptionist said, "Mister Zhan, my master is inside."    

    

"Your master is inside?" Zhan Nianbei raised his eyebrows. No one had ever dared to put on such a big front in front of him.    

    

It was rare for him to come out and meet someone. He had already arrived, but that person still hadn't come out. If it was in Jiangbei, perhaps... no one in Jiangbei would have the courage to do so.    

    

However, it was different in A Country. First of all, he came here with his own identity. And this time, it was also him who took the initiative to ask him out.    

    

That person's identity was one of the top in A Nation, so there was nothing wrong with him putting on such airs.    

    


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