Should we go back to Beijing together?
Qian You didn't quite grasp what this meant at first, and remained stunned for a while:
"Should I go with you?"
"Yes, Uncle Qian!"
Did Dad just say that?
I think I'm not mistaken.
Qian You's eyes flickered, but without hesitation, he nodded in agreement:
"OK!"
The man didn't say anything more; as long as he brought what he was supposed to, that was enough.
Qian You, seemingly lost in thought, also stood up:
"Since you're leaving tomorrow, I'll go back and take care of some things first. If my grandpa and aunt come to see you later, don't be nervous. Just play with them as usual."
This instruction... is really annoying.
I have just received confirmation from my father, so even if the old man of the Qian family really comes and stands in front of me, I won't be nervous at all.
However, the little guy understood Qian You's advice:
"knew."
......
But after Qian You went out to handle some matters, the little guy called his older brothers from next door to the room in advance. There was also more than half a basket of fruit, so of course they had to share it.
Therefore, when Grandpa Qian and Aunt Qian came over, with so many kids in the house, they couldn't really say or do anything.
After a brief chat, I could only leave awkwardly.
The little guy secretly chuckled, but unfortunately, Xi Siyu saw right through him.
"What's wrong with them? What's the problem?" (18 Novel)
As expected of the young master of the Xi family, he is too perceptive. In just one moment, he sensed it with almost perfect accuracy.
"No."
The fact that the answer was so fluent actually made the problem all the more obvious.
The little boy was laughing so hard he didn't hear his older brother's voice clearly. Now, he suddenly realized:
"Um... Big brother, well, I don't know how to explain this to you right now. I'll explain it to you properly later."
Xi Siyu certainly wouldn't force the villain in front of her, so she nodded and smiled:
"Mm," he replied.
The two whispered amongst themselves, completely unaware of what Qin Yao and the others were doing. This shows that there really are differences between people.
"Hey, hey, bro, these grapes are mine, don't keep taking them."
"Just because you say it's yours doesn't mean it's yours. Did you write your name on it?" Qin Rao never gave in to his younger brother. On the contrary, the more Qin Yao acted like a scoundrel, the more Qin Rao, the older brother, would go against him. They truly were brothers born of the same mother!
Huo Mingchen quieted down a bit, but that person was no simpleton either; he had already grabbed his favorite fruit and circled it in front of him like a dog guarding its food.
Seeing this, the little guy shook his head vigorously: So, am I the younger one, or are my older brothers the younger one?
That's so childish!
Just then, there were several knocks on the door. Dugu Yi opened the door and found the winery's waiters, each carrying something. The manager he had met before also appeared.
"Young masters, these are all the items you ordered at the front desk. They have all been prepared and delivered. Please enjoy."
Qin Yao sat up in bed, went over to inspect the food, and seeing that it looked and smelled delicious, nodded knowingly.
"Not bad, put it on that table over there."
"Yes, young master."
After putting everything away, Qin Yao urged the group of waiters to leave.
The door closed, and then Young Master Qin waved his hand dismissively:
"Brothers, let's eat. After we finish, we'll go out and have some fun."
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