Min Shangchen had arrived a long time ago and had been sitting in the living room waiting for Shao Qian.

When he saw Shao Qian, he saw his condition at a glance and frowned slightly.

But this was not as shocking as seeing Zhou Xiao, so he couldn't help but call out to him.

Shao Qian saw the way he was looking at Zhou Xiao and couldn't help but step forward to block his sight.

Min Shangchen was slightly stunned, and when he saw his displeased look, it turned into a complicated expression.

But it was fleeting, and he stood up and laughed: "Nothing, I just missed you, and suddenly remembered that we haven't met for a long time, so I came to see you!"

Who was he? He had already noticed from Shao Qian's body movements that Shao Qian didn't want Zhou Xiao to know about his illness, so he didn't say a word.

However, Shao Qian, who had a tacit understanding with Min Sangchen for many years, understood the hidden meaning in his words.

He paused and said, "Then wait a moment. I'll make arrangements for the mother and son first."

"Mother and son?" Min Shangchen only then noticed the little bun beside him. As if he had thought of something, he asked Shao Qian, "Wait, isn't this your eldest son? And is this lady the legendary Zhou Xiao?"

Min Shangchen's fuss scared the little boy, and he hid behind Zhou Xiao. Zhou Xiao protected the little guy and smiled awkwardly at him.

"Children are timid... Hello, my name is Zhou Xiao, but why is it a legend?"

"Nothing, he's just a frivolous person."

Shao Qian gave him a reproachful look, telling him not to go too far.

"This is my son, named Zhou Qihan. Hanhan, don't be afraid. This weird uncle is my friend. You can call him Uncle Min. He won't hurt you. Come out and say hello, okay?"

Min Shangchen muttered: "What a weird uncle." But before he could finish his words, he received his cold eyes and dared not say anything.

The little bun finally came out from behind Zhou Xiao, looked at the strange uncle in front of him, and called out, "Hello, Uncle Min!"

"Hello, hello! Just as your uncle said, your little expression is the same as your father's!"

Min Shangchen wanted to rub it a few times, but the little bun noticed his movements and dodged his hand nimbly. After rolling his eyes at him, he hid behind Zhou Xiao, forcing him to withdraw his hand in disappointment.

Damn kid, just like what Mo Chengen said, not cute at all, just a dead kid.

Humph╭(╯^╰)╮!

Shao Qian had seen enough of his antics, so after saying a few words to Zhou Xiao, he asked the servants to take them upstairs to make arrangements, and then he left with Min Shangchen in his hand.

Zhou Xiao looked at Min Shangchen being carried away by Shao Qianzhen, shook his head, and left with the servant.