Chapter 91 Brave Hunter

The two people were like hunter and prey chasing each other. Shi Yan carefully dodged her emotions, and her earlobes turned slightly red.

Song Yuchen is calm and patient.

Just a glance from him was enough to make Shi Yan reveal her emotions.

"He's a good man."

Shi Yan's face turned red as she finally said this.

Song Yuchen didn't make things difficult for Shi Yan anymore and stepped aside to let Shi Yan go out.

Shi Yan rushed out. Song Yuchen looked down at the book in his hand and couldn't help laughing.

The old lady's voice came from outside the door, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah grandma, no, I'm going to wash my face."

As soon as Old Lady Song arrived, Shi Yan obediently went home from get off work to eat as usual.

The old lady cooked delicious food, and most importantly, Shi Yan felt an unprecedented family love from the old lady.

The old lady treated her with true love.

But the old man really wants to hold his grandson.

Shi Yan drank her soup with her long eyelashes drooping.

She heard the old lady talking to Song Yuchen that day, wanting to induce labor.

Shi Yan had also considered this, but her studio was currently on the rise.

She is not opposed to having a child, but now is not a good time.

Shi Yan seemed to be worried these two days. After washing up and before going to bed, Song Yuchen finished work and went to bed.

"Wife, are you worried?"

Shi Yan sometimes really suspected that Song Yuchen was a person with a dual personality. How could he be cold as ice at one moment and switch to another at will?

Song Yuchen on the bed is a completely different person.

"No."

"Because of the old lady?"

"Can you read minds?"

Song Yuchen smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. "Don't pay too much attention to her. She's just anxious. Even if she wants to have a child, she wants to wait until your studio is stable."

Shi Yan sometimes wondered if it was because she had not been successful over the years that God rewarded her with a good man, Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen is almost perfect.

Perfect to the point where the smoke feels mismatched.

"I really married a good husband."

"Yes."

Song Yuchen came to mediate with Old Lady Song, and Grandma Song went to find Shi Yan to apologize, "Yan Yan, Grandma didn't mean that, I just..."

"Grandma, of course I understand. Song Yuchen and I don't want to have children, we just want to have them a little later."

Grandma Song heaved a sigh of relief when she heard Shi Yan say this. "Yan Yan, it's great that you think this way."

"Song Yuchen is so lucky to be able to marry you home."

Grandma Song liked her granddaughter-in-law more and more. "Our Song family is also blessed. Yanyan, grandma wishes you success in your career soon."

When Grandma Song came closer, Yan Yan asked carefully, "Yan Yan, if you need to invest or anything, tell me. I have a lot of small treasuries."

If Shi Yan hadn't been such a competitive person, Grandma Song would have just spent the money to create a rising star in the painting world.

Song Yuchen disagreed with the old lady's behavior and frowned, telling her not to do anything rash.

Grandma Song pouted and said aggrievedly, "I just don't believe you can bear it. Can you bear not to help your wife?"

"I know what's going on."

Song Yuchen sent the old lady back to the nursing home. Grandma Song frowned, her expression solemn, "But how long do you plan to stay here with Shi Yan?"

"Are you planning on never telling the truth to Shi Yan for the rest of your life?"

Song Yuchen lowered his head and lit a cigarette. "It's not impossible to hide it for a lifetime."

"no!"

Grandma Song was very persistent. She thought more, "This is a time bomb. And our Yanyan is someone who doesn't care about money and status. Yuchen, you still need to do more work on Yanyan's side."

Grandma Song was more afraid of Shi Yan leaving than Song Yuchen.

"Let's talk about it later."

Song Yuchen sent her back to the old house.

As soon as the car entered the door, dozens of servants were standing at the door waiting. Song Yuchen told the housekeeper to let them go and get busy, and then everyone dispersed.

Song Yuchen returned to the bedroom on the second floor. Grandma Song had already put all of Shi Yan's favorite things into their bedroom.

Song Yuchen came out with a frown on his face, "Grandma, where are the things in my room?"

"Warehouse, all your junk is useless. I stuffed it all into the warehouse."

Song Yuchen frowned and went to the warehouse, where he saw all his models piled together.

The servant stood by, feeling very helpless. "Master, this is all the old lady's orders."

In the huge Song family, there are only Song Yuchen and Grandma Song.

Every time Grandma Song said she was going back to the nursing home, she was actually going back to the old house.

Song Yuchen carried the things back with a gloomy face. The old lady rushed over anxiously, "Be careful, don't touch that, don't let Yanyan's baby touch it."

"Where did you find it?"

"Ask someone to investigate Yanyan's elementary school. She was holding this doll."

The old lady's concern for Shi Yan has long surpassed that for Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen stood there, breathing steadily.

The old lady stood at the door, staring at Song Yuchen cautiously, "Don't be mean to me, I'm doing this for your wife."

"Yes, I'll take care of it."

Song Yuchen suppressed his patience. Grandma Song nodded and looked at her grandson's broken model, feeling a little guilty.

"Grandma will buy you another one."

“Out of print.”

"Then grandma will ask someone to make it for you."

Song Yuchen: “…”

After a while, the servant downstairs came upstairs and called out, "Madam, Master, Miss Lin is here."

The two looked at each other, and Grandma Song raised her hand to stop Song Yuchen, "You can deal with these scrap metals upstairs. I'll go downstairs to take a look."

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