No sooner had Qin Beiming stepped out of Only than he received a call from Uncle Liu, the butler of the Qin family's old residence.
On the phone, the housekeeper spoke very vaguely, but the gist of it was that Old Madam Qin had suddenly fainted and collapsed, and had not yet regained consciousness.
Qin Beiming saw through Old Madam Qin's scheme at a glance, but he still patiently asked:
"Was he taken to the hospital?"
"Um...not yet."
The housekeeper glanced at Madam Qin, who was lounging on the sofa with her legs crossed, eating fried chicken and watching a variety show with great interest, and stammered as she answered.
Qin Beiming frowned and asked, "Why not take him to the hospital?"
"this..."
The butler was speechless, so nervous that he couldn't even speak properly. He could only look to Old Madam Qin for help.
"Hmph! With no family around, who will sign the consent form if surgery is needed? You brat, you've been back for over a month and haven't even come back to see your grandma."
Madam Qin wiped her greasy hands, took the phone from the housekeeper, and launched into a long, rapid-fire monologue.
"Awake?" Qin Beiming asked with a smile.
"Hmph! Now you know how to care about this old hag?"
Old Madam Qin munched on the chicken nuggets, muttering to herself:
"You heartless brat! Do you know that I've gained ten pounds in a week because of you? If you don't get back to see me by 10 p.m. tonight, I'll sign you up for 'If You Are the One' tomorrow and let those young girls torment you."
Qin Beiming shook his head helplessly:
"You eat when you're happy, you eat when you're angry, you eat all the time, how can you not gain weight?"
Sensing the mockery in his words, Old Madam Qin stomped her feet in anger and roared fiercely in a childish voice:
"Qin Beiming, are you coming back or not? If you're not coming back, I...I'll cry for you."
"Return."
Qin Beiming sighed, responded softly, then turned the car around and drove towards the Qin family's old residence.
During this time, he also didn't forget to send Gu Tingbai a private message:
[Xiao Bai, give me Ling Mo's contact information.]
Gu Tingbai replied instantly:
But I don't have Third Sister-in-law's contact information. If Third Brother is in a hurry to find her, I can ask someone to help you. [doge emoji]
Never mind, it's nothing.
Qin Beiming seemed somewhat disappointed that he hadn't been able to get his contact information.
He originally planned to deal with Old Madam Qin first before going to find Ling Mo.
The problem is, he doesn't even know Ling Mo's phone number, so how is he supposed to contact her?
Are you suggesting I just barge into her house and start showering her with attention and concern without any explanation?
No, it won't work.
This would be incredibly embarrassing. What if she thought he was crazy and kicked him out of the Ling residence?
Just imagining that extremely awkward scene gave Qin Beiming goosebumps all over his body...
Half an hour later.
As soon as Qin Beiming pushed open the gate of the Qin residence, Old Madam Qin pounced on him like a tiger pouncing on a sheep, clinging to him like a koala.
"grandmother..."
Qin Beiming smelled the fried chicken odor emanating from Old Madam Qin, and his brows furrowed involuntarily. He gently pushed her aside.
"You brat, you've been back in Linjiang for over a month and haven't even come to see your grandma yet?"
Old Madam Qin deftly removed the chicken bone from her mouth, and inadvertently glanced at the floral shorts Qin Beiming was wearing. She couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hey Beibei, what are you wearing? Just look at your upper body, you're totally got that domineering CEO vibe. But look at your lower body, those floral shorts with leather shoes, you look totally silly and stupid."
"..."
"He's such a grown man, and he still can't dress properly. No wonder he's in his mid-twenties and still can't find a girlfriend."
Madam Qin shook her head, complaining about Qin Beiming's strange attire as she pulled his arm and dragged him toward the sofa.
Qin Beiming glanced at the table full of fried chicken and fries, his brows furrowing slightly, a hint of helplessness in his voice:
"Grandma, didn't the doctor tell you that you're not allowed to eat these junk foods anymore?"
"You won't even come back to keep this old woman company. When I'm bored, I just want to eat fried chicken." Old Madam Qin pouted aggrievedly, and while Qin Beiming wasn't paying attention, she stuffed several more pieces of fried chicken into her mouth.
"..."
Qin Beiming had no way to deal with her, so he simply ignored her and sat upright in a corner of the sofa like a Buddha, scrolling through videos on his phone of Ling Mo beating up thugs.
Pointing to the dating reality show playing on TV, and glancing at Qin Beiming's flawless profile, Old Madam Qin tentatively asked:
"Beibei, if Grandma signs you up for a dating show, could you please go on the show just once for Grandma's sake?"
"cannot."
"Are you really not going to reconsider?"
Old Madam Qin was clearly unwilling to give up and continued to persuade him, "This dating reality show looks quite interesting. Each season invites four men and four women to live in the 'Heartbeat Villa.' Who knows, as they spend more time together, they might develop feelings for each other?"
"Is it really that fun? Why don't you go?"
"What nonsense are you spouting, you idiot? If I go, what chance will the other female guests have?"
Grandma Qin gulped down several mouthfuls of iced cola, watching with great interest the saccharine sweetness of the male and female guests choosing each other on the variety show.
"A mess... banana?"
Qin Beiming's lips twitched violently. What kind of internet slang was this?
Before the Lunar New Year, after Madam Qin learned to surf the internet, her mindset became increasingly youthful.
When playing games, I would get so angry with elementary school students that they would swear at me.
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