Chapter 86: You are my wife

The two brothers were in a stalemate, one had a blank expression, neither angry nor annoyed, while the other had ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes, and neither of them said a word.

The air in the room seemed to stagnate, and the two men were about to start fighting in the next second.

Just like this, one second passed, two seconds...

Qin Yelan suddenly chuckled, picked up the doll and threw it towards Qin Zhuo as if nothing had happened.

"It's just an ugly thing. Who cares? Take it away."

Qin Zhuan took the doll, turned around and walked out without saying a word, closing the door.

Qin Yelan fell back into the sofa, his foxy eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was about to smile.

He seemed to have almost forgotten what kind of person Shi Yang was when he first came to the Qin family. There was no one in the family who didn't dislike him.

In less than two months, the changes are really huge.

Not only Shi Yang, but also everyone in the Qin family.

Oh yeah, that includes him.

…

Not long after, Shi Yang's beloved cockroach with eight-pack abs returned to his arms intact.

"Thank you, Brother Qin."

Qin Zhuan hummed, and without staying in Shi Yang's bedroom for long, he turned around and left, keeping his achievements and fame to himself.

At noon, the doctor came again and gave Shi Yang an injection and an infusion, and also removed the stitches on the wound on his forehead.

The wound was not big and recovered well, but it still needs to be well cared for in the future to avoid scarring.

Shi Yang was sick for two or three days. He was listless throughout the weekend and only felt refreshed when he woke up on Monday morning.

Now that I have recovered from my illness, it is time to go back to school.

Shi Yang had a gloomy face. He got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then walked downstairs slowly with his schoolbag, exuding the resentment of having been dead for three days.

In the restaurant, Qin Zhuo and Qin Yelan were not there. Only Qin Yanchuan was sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast leisurely.

Qin Yanchuan was already fully dressed in a tailor-made dark grey suit, with his hair pulled back, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and three-dimensional.

Seeing beauty so early in the morning, Shi Yang felt more energetic. He smiled and greeted Qin Yanchuan, "Morning, Uncle Qin."

Qin Yanchuan didn't look up and just nodded.

Shi Yang found a random seat and sat down, eating breakfast while thinking in his mind.

To be honest, during the two days he was sick, except for meeting Qin Yanchuan on Saturday morning, the other party never appeared in front of him again.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too busy or what.

I had clearly taken good care of him the night before.

As expected, the heart of a domineering boss is as mysterious as the sea.

Before Shi Yang could sigh for long, Qin Yanchuan had already put down the cutlery in his hand.

"Uncle Qin, you finished eating so quickly?"

Qin Yanchuan hummed calmly, then stood up from his seat and walked out of the restaurant with his long legs.

The tall and slender figure disappeared from Shi Yang's sight in a short while.

Although Shi Yang is usually heartless, he is not without wisdom. He can clearly feel Qin Yanchuan's cold attitude towards him.

Well, we weren't very friendly before.

Shi Yang curled his lips and continued to eat breakfast.

After a while, the brothers Qin Zhuo and Qin Yelan came in one after another.

Qin Yelan pulled out a chair first and sat next to Shi Yang. He raised his hand and poked his bulging cheeks and snorted.

"It seems that your appetite has returned to normal. Is your illness cured?"

Shi Yang chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, then he muttered unhappily, "Yeah, I will never ride in your shabby convertible again."

Qin Qian walked around and sat down on the opposite side, and suddenly interrupted in a cold tone: "Mine is not a convertible."

Shi Yang raised her head and smiled at him, with two small smiles on her face. "Brother Qin Zhuo, I'll take your car then."

His voice had almost recovered, and it still had the clear and pleasant voice of a teenager. If you listened carefully, it was soft and lingering, as if it had a hint of coquettishness.

Qin Qi nodded expressionlessly.

Acting coquettishly again.

Qin Yelan held his chin up, and glanced at Shi Yang and Qin Zhu with a half-smile. Suddenly, he pinched his throat and imitated Shi Yang's tone and said, "Brother Qin Zhu, I want to ride in your car too."

Shi Yang almost spit out the milk he had just drunk.

Qin Qi's forehead veins twitched fiercely, and he squeezed out two words from his throat, unable to bear it any longer: "Shut up."

Qin Yelan shook his head and sighed softly. He really didn't understand his humor.

After breakfast, the three of them took the elevator to the underground garage. The garage was very large, with more than a dozen cars parked inside, the cheapest of which cost over a million.

Qin Yelan curled the corners of his lips silently and put his car keys in his pocket.

Qin Quan picked the Porsche sedan that he usually drove. As soon as he sat in, the passenger door was opened, but it was not Shi Yang who opened the door.

Qin Yelan sat in very naturally, fastened his seat belt, and smiled at his brother, "Brother, do you mind giving me a ride?"

There was a hint of mischief hidden in the smile.

Qin Qi's face darkened, and he replied unceremoniously with two words: "Mind."

"Then I won't get off the bus either."

Shi Yang's mouth twitched. He didn't know what had suddenly happened to him.

He could only sit alone in the back, leaning against the chair with his eyes closed, pretending that he could neither hear nor see.

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When Shi Yang returned home from school in the afternoon, he found out that Qin Yanchuan was on a business trip and would not be at home for the next few days.

Shi Yang even made a special phone call to show his presence, but it took a long time before the call was connected.

"Uncle Qin, why did you suddenly go on a business trip without telling me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

A familiar but somewhat distorted magnetic voice came into Shi Yang's ears through the current of the mobile phone, and he whispered to himself, "Why should I tell you?"

The man paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you my wife?"

There seemed to be a hint of laughter in his voice, but his tone became increasingly cold.

When Shi Yang heard this, he immediately became excited and responded happily: "Hey, husband."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

Two seconds later, the call was disconnected.

Shi Yang looked at the call that was ruthlessly hung up and sighed softly.

This old guy must be hiding something in his mind, his mood is unpredictable.

Forget it. He doesn't want to put his face in someone's arms and then get rejected, at least not for the next few days.

As a result, Shi Yang did not take the initiative to contact Qin Yanchuan in the next few days.

Naturally, Master Qin, who is busy with all kinds of affairs, would not take the initiative to establish emotional contact with the so-called future niece-in-law.

Just like that, time passed quickly and it was Friday.

In the morning, Shi Yang sat in the back row of the classroom, contentedly eating the delicious buns that Mu Ning had brought him specially.

After finishing the buns, he took a tissue and wiped his mouth modestly, then glanced at Mu Ning beside him, "Don't bring me buns anymore in the future, and I won't scold you."

It's hard for him to maintain his character by eating the big meat buns given by the protagonist every day. He even wants to snatch Mu Ning's grandmother back.

Mu Ning was embarrassed when he heard this. "No, if you want to scold me, you'd better scold me ten or twenty times a day."

Shi Yang's hands trembled, and he understood. It turned out that this little green tea girl was the masochist.

Thinking of something, Mu Ning said, "By the way, Xiao Yang, I have already found a house and will move out tomorrow."

"Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Yan will help me move the things. I think you won't mind, right?"

"If you're unhappy, just scold me more."

Shi Yang silently clenched his fists and smiled slightly, "How could that be? I still have to help you move."