Chapter 102: Hehehehe

Forty minutes passed.

The oven made a crisp "ding" sound, and the sweet potatoes were baked.

Shi Yang sniffed and said, "I can already smell the fragrance. Uncle Qin must have made something delicious."

Qin Yanchuan had a reserved look on his face, and did not show the slightest bit of pride or complacency towards the compliments from those around him.

He calmly put on his gloves, opened the oven lid under Shi Yang's expectant gaze, and took out the steaming baked sweet potatoes.

Several sweet potatoes were neatly laid out on a baking tray, their surface covered with a layer of charred black, ranging from light black to medium black to dark black.

Qin Yanchuan was silent.

He followed the online tutorial step by step, but what went wrong?

There was silence for two seconds, and Shi Yang suddenly exclaimed, "They are all burnt. The burnt ones are the most delicious."

It was not known whether it was true or false. When Qin Yanchuan looked over, the boy had a bright smile on his face, and his eyes were shining as he looked at the roasted sweet potatoes.

The look she gave him was just as bright, like that of a carefree puppy. If she had a tail, it would have been wagging it.

"Uncle Qin, this is already a good result for the first time."

In this situation and hearing these words, Qin Yanchuan's calm heart was suddenly touched.

Shi Yang: "Then don't grill it next time."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

After the roasted sweet potatoes cooled down, Shi Yang frowned in embarrassment, his eyes lingered on several sweet potatoes, and then picked up the best roasted one.

"This is mine."

He picked up the second best roasted one and put it into Qin Yanchuan's hand, "This is yours."

"Leave the rest for Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Yan, as well as Mother Wang and Butler Liang."

The arrangements were very clear, and he was not willing to let himself down at all.

"Didn't you say you would save the best for me?"

Shi Yang peeled the sweet potato and said, "I knew Uncle Qin would give it to me."

Qin Yanchuan also started to peel the sweet potatoes. Some parts were burnt. He looked at the black ash on his hands and suddenly raised his hands to rub Shi Yang's cheeks a few times.

Shi Yang looked over blankly, and saw a few black and gray streaks on his fair cheeks, like a tabby cat.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Yanchuan remained calm and continued to peel the sweet potato. "It's dirty. Let me wipe it off for you."

Shi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately realized what was going on.

He rubbed his hands on the burnt sweet potato skin a few times, and when the opportunity arose, he quickly wiped it on Qin Yanchuan's cheek. After succeeding, he grinned with his big teeth bared.

“Hehehe…”

When housekeeper Liang outside heard the unusual laughter, he couldn't help but walk into the kitchen.

As a result, he saw his own mature and steady Master Qin, with a face covered in black and gray, and Shi Yang, who was standing next to him and also had a face covered in black and gray.

"..." Butler Liang was silent for a moment, then turned around and left the kitchen.

Although the sweet potatoes were burnt, the flesh inside was still edible after peeling off the skin, and it tasted pretty good.

Qin Yanchuan finished eating the roasted sweet potato, answered a phone call and went back to his study to deal with work.

After spending half an hour finishing his work, he remembered that he had not washed off the black dust on his face, so he went back to the bedroom to wash his face.

Coming out of the bathroom, Qin Yanchuan sat casually in front of the sofa, his wet hair hanging down casually, water droplets slowly sliding down along his jawline and dripping onto the back of his hand.

He lowered his eyes to look at his phone, his fingertips slid across the screen, and suddenly clicked into the photo album.

The top few photos are still Shi Yang’s selfies.

There was an unclear emotion in Qin Yanchuan's eyes. He flipped through the photos one by one, and his fingertips fell on the delete key again.

After a two-second pause, the veins on his forehead suddenly jumped, and a hint of forbearance and darkness appeared between his brows.

Leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, as time passed, Qin Yanchuan suddenly stood up and walked towards the bathroom with his cell phone.

…

I don’t know how much time passed before Qin Yanchuan came out of the bathroom.

He had taken a shower and changed into a black bathrobe with the V-shaped neckline slightly open. Crystal clear water droplets rolled down his slender neck, over his Adam's apple, slowly slid down his chest, and sank into his collar.

Qin Yanchuan sat back down on the sofa, a hint of laziness and relaxation revealed between his stern brows.

He opened his phone expressionlessly, created a private album, transferred Shi Yang's photos one by one, and set a password.

It was not until lunch time that Shi Yang saw Qin Qi and Qin Yelan at the dining table. Qin Yanchuan was gone again.

"Where's Uncle Qin? Isn't he going to eat?"

"Mr. Qin is busy." It was Butler Liang who answered the question.

Shi Yang didn't think much about it and focused his attention on Qin Qi and Qin Yelan.

After observing them for a while, he discovered that something was not right with the two brothers.

Qin Zhuo, in particular, had a paralyzed face and didn't eat much. He got up and left the restaurant without saying a word.

I really have something on my mind.

I don’t know what Qin Yanchuan said to them.

After dinner, Shi Yang approached Qin Yelan and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qin Zhuo, what's on your mind? You must know. Tell me."

Qin Yelan leaned against the sofa, raised his hand to pick up the light golden hair on his forehead and smoothed it back, half-closed his eyelids, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Why? Brother Yelan doesn't deserve your concern?"

He looks like a depressed prince.

Shi Yang smiled slightly, "Then may I ask what is on Ye Lan's mind?"

Qin Yeyan also smiled slightly: "No."

Then he sighed again, "You idiot, you know, your brother Qin Zhu's and my biological mother remarried when we were very young..."

Shi Yang finally understood what was going on.

Qin Yanchuan's eldest brother, Qin Zhuo and Qin Yelan's father, had a business marriage with their mother and had no feelings for each other.

When the twins were three years old, their mother and father divorced. Their mother did not take any of the children with her. She went abroad alone to pursue her love and remarried.

Not long after that, their father also died in a car accident, so the entire Qin family had only three uncles and nephews living together.

Over the years, their mother never took the initiative to contact them and didn't care about their lives.

But just yesterday, she suddenly contacted Qin Yanchuan and said that she would be returning to China soon and wanted to see her two children.

"I don't care." Qin Yelan chuckled, "My brother loved to cling to her when he was little. After she left, my brother would secretly hide in his quilt and cry every night."

Shi Yang glanced at him up and down, and said firmly: "It must be you who is crying."

The smile on Qin Yelan's lips faded, he said it was boring and got up and left.

He said he didn't care, but in fact, I don't know how long he had been thinking about it. He was really being stubborn.

Shi Yang muttered a few words in his heart.

However, he just let it go after hearing it. He didn't intend to care about it, nor did he have the right to interfere.