Chapter 39: Husband

What Shi Yang didn't know was that when he was arguing with He Miaomiao, a pair of amber eyes were watching his every move.

Watching how he used his sharp tongue to defeat the opponent step by step, his arrogant demeanor made him look like a victorious little rooster.

Shi Yang took a bite of toast leisurely, glanced at He Miaomiao, and added lightly: "Don't faint, we don't have a veterinary hospital here."

He Miaomiao was so angry that her face turned red and white. She was very emotional. Her eyes were red from anger and her eyes were full of tears. She looked so pitiful and could cry at any time.

Shi Yang took a bite of toast, then widened his eyes in surprise, sighed, and said incoherently: "I just said a few words to you, and you're crying?"

"Really, you're kind of useless."

"..." He Miaomiao didn't know whether to cry or not, her lips were shaking.

Just when Shi Yang was happily arguing with others, Butler Liang suddenly looked upstairs and called out, "Master Shi."

Like a reminder of something.

Shi Yang subconsciously turned his head to look over. Not too far away, he saw Qin Yanchuan standing in front of the stair railing on the second floor. He was wearing dark home clothes, his short black hair was loose, and his arms were casually resting on the railing, looking over here.

The lights in the corridor were bright, but Shi Yang couldn't see the expression on his face.

For a moment, the air around was quiet.

He Miaomiao's eyes suddenly became redder, and she shouted with grievance: "Master Qin..."

He had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by an even more aggrieved and excited voice, which even changed its tone: "Uncle Qin!"

"You have to make the decision for me!"

Shi Yang ran upstairs while talking, pinching his thighs twice secretly, puckered his brows, and forced out some tears.

He Miaomiao:?

Butler Liang was used to it. He silently raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, pretending nothing had happened.

Shi Yang no longer cared about the fact that he was hiding from Qin Yanchuan. He immediately hugged the man's arm, then pointed down, very accurately pointing at He Miaomiao's head, and began to complain.

"Uncle Qin, look at him!"

"He actually called me a rat who stole food. That's too much. I'm so pretty, how can I look like a rat?"

As he spoke, he raised his fair and clean face and stretched it in front of Qin Yanchuan so that the other party could see how handsome he was.

The closer distance allowed Qin Yanchuan to see clearly the fine hairs on the face in front of him, the white and delicate skin, the thick black eyelashes, and the pair of puppy-like eyes that blinked gently.

"Uncle Qin..." Shi Yang called out again.

He sniffed like a punching bag who had suffered a great injustice, and continued to complain with a trembling voice: "I really can't stand this injustice, you must help me teach him a lesson."

"Uncle Qin, please say something, Uncle Qin!"

Qin Yanchuan glanced at his trembling fingers as he pointed downstairs, then lowered his eyes to look at the bag of toast he was holding tightly in his arms and took a few bites.

A slight curve appeared on the man's lips, and he finally spoke: "Why not?"

Shi Yang: "..."

"It's because you don't give me food. I have to sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night to find food. Otherwise, I will starve to death tomorrow morning."

Shi Yang was not pretending this time, he was really aggrieved.

Qin Yanchuan: "Then eat two more bites."

Shi Yang was silent for two seconds, then opened his mouth and took a fierce bite of the toast, chewing.

"Master Qin, please don't listen to him!"

The one who spoke was He Miaomiao, who finally reacted. She followed suit and pointed her index finger at Shi Yang in anger, tears of grievance streaming down her face.

"He was the one who scolded me first, and it was so ugly! People from the countryside are just uneducated. Master Qin, why don't you kick him out of the Qin family?"

Shi Yang stood beside Qin Yanchuan, feeling like he was relying on the power of others, and he was even more confident than before.

So, he started yelling again at the top of his voice: "What are you saying, you stinky toad? Stop pointing fingers. It was obviously you who scolded me first. Butler Liang can testify to that!"

Really, he can't even go to the toilet now because his back is too stiff to bend.

Steward Liang adhered to the principle of fairness and justice and nodded in agreement, "Indeed."

He Miaomiao couldn't hold on any longer and began to break down.

"Besides, Uncle Qin and I have such a good relationship. We will be a family in the future. How could he listen to you and kick me out? I'm afraid it's someone else who will be kicked out."

Shi Yang said, turning his head to look at Qin Yanchuan, "Uncle Qin, you said so, right?"

Qin Yanchuan just looked at him, neither saying yes nor no.

Shi Yang started to feel guilty when being looked at like this, and he began to work diligently.

Qin Yanchuan suddenly told Butler Liang downstairs, "Take him to the lounge first."

Butler Liang responded and led He Miaomiao, who had an extremely ugly look on her face, to the lounge on the other side, looking back every few steps.

Shi Yang realized that the situation was not good, and tried to run away with the toast in his arms, but was grabbed by Qin Yanchuan by the back of the collar.

It's as easy as lifting a chicken.

“…”

Shi Yang didn't know whether to run or struggle. He took a bite of toast at a loss, "Uncle Qin, you..."

A man's low, emotionless voice came from behind me: "Tell me, you have a good relationship with me, why are you hiding from me?"

Now that things had come to this, Shi Yang didn't hide anything anymore. He swallowed the toast in his mouth with difficulty, turned around slowly and looked at Qin Yanchuan.

"Uncle Qin, didn't you say last time that you wanted to settle accounts with me?"

Qin Yanchuan's focus was not on the second half of the sentence, and he asked back, "Old what?"

Shi Yang's scalp tightened, and he lowered his head obediently, "It was a slip of the tongue."

Qin Yanchuan stopped talking and just stared at him deeply, with an invisible sense of oppression in his eyes.

Shi Yang raised his eyelids, looked again and again, and finally lowered his eyes shyly, bit his lower lip artificially, and uttered two sticky and greasy words from his mouth with a pinched throat:

"My husband~"

Lao Deng, are you satisfied?