Chapter 133: Holding on to the Zhan Family's Child



Chapter 133: Holding on to the Zhan Family's Child

At noon, Ye Qianning opened her eyes again when Xiang Minghou entered the room. She didn't want to have too much contact with others except her father and master.

"Fatty, you're finally awake." Xiang Minghou sat on the edge of the bed and helped Ye Qianning up, half leaning on the pillow.

"Ahem... Dad, my throat hurts..."

Ye Qianning's voice was hoarse and he opened his mouth several times before he could speak.

"Dad will pour you some water, don't say anything yet." Xiang Minghou finally let go of his worries.

Zhan Chi was very happy, but also a little jealous.

"The fever has subsided and there's nothing wrong with your brain. You'll recover after half a month of recuperation." Master Zhan took the patient's pulse and found that although he was very weak, he would be fine as long as he didn't have a fever.

Ye Qianning withdrew his little hand, his eyes slightly alert.

"Don't be afraid, I am your grandfather." Master Zhan said softly.

Ye Qianning pouted: "I... ahem... not..."

"I really am your grandfather." Master Zhan said, raising his hand to pull Zhan Chi to his side: "If you don't believe me, ask your father."

"He is... not my father..." Ye Qianning pulled the quilt to her nose with her little hands, revealing only two big watery eyes.

Zhan Chi looked a little ugly and embarrassed. The fat boy had made it very clear last time, and it would be impossible to make up for it even if he regretted it now.

"He is..."

"Uncle Zhan, do you think I don't exist?" Xiang Minghou interrupted coldly.

Master Zhan was not afraid either. He turned around and said, "Ming Hou, since you call me uncle, I will also be shameless and act like an elder. I know everything about the little kid. I am the blood of the Zhan family and I cannot let it be lost in the world."

Marquis Xiang Ming sneered, said nothing, pushed Master Zhan aside, and sat in his seat himself.

Ye Qianning pulled off the quilt and opened his mouth.

Xiang Minghou brought the cup to her lips, and the little girl gulped down most of it.

Master Zhan said sourly, "Ming Hou, when you were little you often went to the Zhan residence to play, and your uncle never treated you badly. Even if the little fat girl is from the Zhan family, you have taken care of her for some time, so you can make her recognize you as her godfather."

Zhan Chi was too embarrassed to argue in front of Ye Qianning, and Xiang Minghou was not someone who would easily compromise. It all depended on whether his father could take down Xiang Minghou.

"I don't want to... This is my father." Ye Qianning retorted, holding Xiang Minghou's arm tightly with her little hands.

Marquis Xiang Ming looked at the villain with a gentle expression, and was also very pleased.

"The Zhan family, little fat boy, is no worse than the general's mansion. You will know when you go there." Master Zhan wondered how difficult it would be to coax a little kid.

Ye Qianning puffed up his cheeks and said angrily, "My name is not... ahem... little fatty, my name is Ye Qianning."

Master Zhan was very embarrassed. He turned around and glared at his son, saying, "You little bastard, who calls their daughter fat?"

"Uncle Zhan, considering that you are my elder, I won't hold it against you for what happened today, but I will never allow anyone to take my daughter away." Xiang Minghou expressed his attitude with a stern expression.

"Ming Hou, your uncle knows your situation, but you can't just hold on to the Zhan family's child."

Ye Qianning's eyes narrowed. Although it was good to kill the old man, it was a bit too much to poke his father in the sore spot.

"Uncle Zhan, there is no need to say more. This is my child, Marquis Xiang Ming. No one can change this." Marquis Xiang Ming did not give in at all.

Master Zhan was helpless, his eyes flickered as he turned around and glared at Zhan Chi again. "What's the point of having such a big mouth? You don't even know how to say a word!"

Zhan Chi lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose.

If he spoke, Xiang Minghou would beat him out, and he wanted to stay with the fat boy for a while longer.

(End of this chapter)

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