Chapter 121 What's wrong with him tonight?
In the darkness, Qin Ce's Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing became rapid.
He was eager to try, and several times he wanted to lower his head, but he held back.
That's incredibly disgusting.
He took a deep breath, removed the leg from his waist, and rolled over, intending to turn his back to Qiao Xing, but forgot that he was sleeping on the edge of the bed.
He rolled over... and fell down.
The fall was quite loud, and it even swept away the blanket covering Qiao Xing.
Qiao Xing immediately woke up and went to turn on the light.
After turning on the light, Qiao Xing didn't see him. Not only did she not see him, but the blankets on the bed were also gone.
She rubbed her eyes, looked around for the blanket, and glanced under the bed. Just then, Qin Ce sat up from the floor, clutching the blanket. Their eyes met, and the air suddenly froze.
After a long while, Qiao Xing finally stammered, "Why...why are you sleeping on the floor?"
Qin Ce pursed his lips tightly, his expressionless face cracking several times.
He hesitated several times before finally managing to utter a few words in a hoarse voice, "It's cool on the ground."
"ah……"
That sentence probably caused Qiao Xing's CPU to overheat, and the ground is cooler? In this weather?
The problem is, if he wanted to cool off, why did he take her blanket away?
"So, are you still going to come up here to sleep?"
"I'm not going."
Whether it was a misperception or not, Qiao Xing could still sense a hint of grievance emanating from him, even though his face clearly showed no emotion.
"If you want to cool off, could you give me back my blanket? I'm a little cold."
Qin Ce: "..."
He paused for a moment, picked up the blanket as if to hand it to her, but then realized something and took the blanket back, covering himself with it.
"Wait a minute, I'm a little cold now too."
Qiao Xing opened her mouth, her head full of question marks, but she didn't know how to express herself.
She tried her best to speak calmly, "If you're cold, come up."
"Wait a minute."
What are you waiting for?
Qin Ce's lips twitched. He pursed his lips and didn't answer her question. Anyway, she slept soundly every night and had no idea how he got through it.
After a few minutes, Qin Ce told her, "Take some time to talk to Grandpa."
"What should we talk about?"
"Let him go back to live there."
Qiao Xing didn't understand, and she frowned: "Why?"
"You don't need to know, just let him go back."
Qiao Xing scratched her head in worry. What was wrong with him tonight? He was sleeping under the bed and wanted her to go find her grandfather.
Qin Ce stared intently at her, his demeanor somewhat forceful. "Do you understand?"
Qiao Xing was taken aback by his gaze, and she nodded blankly, "Oh... okay."
When she finally realized what was happening, she glared at Qin Ce. What was she supposed to say?
Are we going to send the old man back? That's going too far...
Qin Ce then stood up and handed the blanket back to her, saying, "You can go to sleep now."
Where are you going?
"smoke."
After Qin Ce finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.
Sure enough, an old man was sneaking around checking the rooms outside his bedroom.
Seeing that no one was inside, the old man closed the door with satisfaction, leaned on his cane, and turned around, bumping right into Qin Ce.
The atmosphere became awkward once again.
The old man awkwardly touched his nose and chuckled, "I bet you've been secretly working overtime again. Not bad, not bad at all."
Qin Ce didn't hesitate to expose him, "The study is next door."
The old man's smile froze, and he coughed twice before saying, "I'm getting old, and my memory isn't what it used to be. You'd better be good to me, kid. Look how much I worry about you, and my memory is getting worse and worse."
Qin Ce was too lazy to argue with him. He walked to the sofa, sat down, picked up a cigarette from the table, and lit one.
I took a deep breath, and a strong feeling of dizziness rushed to my head, finally suppressing the anger in my heart.
The old man stared at him, his eyes darting around, and then came over, leaning on his cane.
"What's wrong? Still not clear?"
Qin Ce didn't want to talk about it. He leaned over, flicked his cigarette ash, and stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette. "You should go to sleep. Your memory is so bad, and you're still staying up all night."
The old man clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Hey! You're lecturing me now? You little brat, if I hadn't found you a wife, you'd still be a bachelor! You have the nerve to hold a grudge against me?"
Qin Ce snorted coldly.
If the old man hadn't arranged a wife for him, he would still be freely working overtime.
His cold snort ignited the old man's anger, and the old man raised his cane to strike him. "You dare to snort at me? You disrespectful brat!"
Qin Ce easily caught his cane. He really wasn't in the mood to cheer up the old man, and his tone unconsciously became a bit impatient, "Can you stop making things worse?"
The old man's temper flared even more, and he tried to pull his cane back forcefully. "Who are you calling a troublemaker? Say it again!"
"Let go of me!"
"Please calm down first." Qin Ce frowned slightly, not daring to let go, afraid that the old man would fall.
The old man had a fiery temper when he was young, even Qin Ce's father was seven points inferior to him, and now his stubbornness is showing again.
"Can't calm down? Let go of me! Now you think I'm meddling in your business, huh? You think you're so great? You think I'm just bored and have nothing better to do than meddle in your trivial matters? I'm already this old, why shouldn't I be enjoying my retirement and come here to put up with your nonsense? Do I owe you anything?"
The old man launched into a tirade of abuse, his face turning red with anger, while Qin Ce simply gripped his cane, remaining silent.
The old man's voice was so loud that it startled Qiao Xing.
She quickly got dressed and came out, only to see this tense scene.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? Don't be angry." She came up to help the old man and gently advised, "Be careful not to upset yourself. Let's sit down and talk things over."
Qiao Xing supported him, and Qin Ce finally let go of the cane.
The old man's chest heaved violently with anger. Without even looking at Qiao Xing, he said to Qin Ce, "You brat, since you find this old man so troublesome, from today onwards, do whatever you want. If I ask you another question, I'll be your grandson!"
"Grandpa..." Qiao Xing twitched her lips. How could he scold her like that? She was really curious about what Qin Ce had done to make the old man so angry.
Qin Ce stood silently to the side, his expression somewhat helpless.
The old man got even angrier when he saw Qiao Xing's sour face. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and said to Qiao Xing with a not-so-good expression, "Xingxing, Grandpa is leaving. Take care of yourself."
She then pulled her arm away, stormed off to her bedroom, and started packing her things.
Qiao Xing went inside and grabbed the old man's arm, advising, "Grandpa, what are you doing? It's already twelve o'clock. Where are you packing your things to go?"
The old man was still angry. He let out a long sigh and said, "Grandpa can go wherever he wants. Didn't he complain that I was causing trouble? Now that Grandpa is gone, out of sight, out of mind!"
Qiao Xing tried to persuade him, but the old man stopped packing his things, went straight to the balcony, picked up his pet bird, and was about to leave.
"Qin Ce, you should try to persuade Grandpa!"
Before Qin Ce could speak, the old man immediately raised his hand to interrupt, "Hey, wait, I'm not going to cause trouble for someone here, I'm leaving!"
"grandfather……"
Perhaps still angry, and with a temper that wouldn't let the other person have an easy time either, the old man said again, "Xingxing, Grandpa was wrong. I shouldn't have let you get married. You should divorce him as soon as possible. Look at him, which girl can stand his deadpan face? He deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of his life!"
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