You know, this young master not only drives a luxury car, but also has a specially equipped driver.

He is also the behind-the-scenes boss of Daqin Tianxia Investment Bank.

Although Zhao Xiaoya's mother didn't know how powerful the world of Qin was, she had given her daughter lunch and knew very well how high-end, elegant and upscale the company she worked in.

How amazing is the world of the Qin Dynasty even more prosperous than the previous company?

If Qin Shao really could fall in love with her daughter, then her daughter would really have flew up to the branch and turned into a phoenix.

Even if she never interacts with the old couple in the future, she will be happy!

Only her mother knows how hard her daughter is.

As long as the daughter can live a good life in the future, the old couple will always have a smile on their faces even if they kick their legs and leave.

"Mom, don't worry, Mr. Qin just sent me back, and didn't think about how long it would be here."

Zhao Xiaoya felt sad.

She didn't want to ask Qin Lang out for a walk?

But it was rejected.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. It is rare in the world that an outstanding rich child like Qin Lang can secretly pay attention to her for so many years.

She was misunderstood and slandered again and again.

It is already very polite to be able to sit at her house so kindly.

If you think too much about it, it will be a daydream and make yourself bored.

"Ah, I finally came here. Xiaoya, don't you like to go to drink coffee? You ask Mr. Qin to go to drink coffee."

Zhao Xiaoya's mother became anxious and pushed her daughter behind her back, constantly urging her eyes.

"Mom, I made an appointment, but Young Master Qin did not agree."

Zhao Xiaoya's heart became more and more bitter.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll sit here for a while, why are you urging me to leave?"

Qin Lang spoke at the right time, looked at Zhao Xiaoya's elderly mother, and smiled.

"Uncle is in the house, can you take me to see it?"

Qin Lang looked at the room inside and asked calmly.

"This...this is not very convenient. The room smells even worse, it's very dirty, and a bad old man, what's the good thing about it?"

Zhao Xiaoya's mother shook her head quickly.

Her husband has been paralyzed for several years, and no matter how clean it up, there will be a odor in the room.

Letting a big boss like Mr. Qin enter is really despised his identity.

If she smelled an unpleasant smell and vomited it out directly, she would not know what to do.

"Why don't you forget it."

Zhao Xiaoya looked embarrassed.

It’s not that he disliked his paralyzed father, but he was just worried that Qin Lang would be a little unacceptable.

"Since I'm here, I'm going to visit, and I'm here with preparation."

Qin Lang did not listen to the advice and stood up and walked towards the inner room.

In the small room, old-fashioned furniture is displayed, just like the style of decades ago, and it may even be bought by the old couple when they got married decades ago.

There was a strange smell in the room, mixed with shit, urine, butt, and mixed with the strong aroma of prickly heat powder.

How to smell it, how weird it is.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I really can't get up with this old bone."

An old man with a shaved head looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, with a thin face, deep eye sockets and a dark face.

He was paralyzed in the bed, lying straight, his legs closed together.

He held his head up in difficulty and angrily scolded Zhao Xiaoya's mother, "Old woman, you're crazy. Mr. Qin is coming in, don't you know how to stop him?"

Hurry up, let Mr. Qin go out, don’t let Mr. Qin get a odor on his body!"

In the afternoon, he knew that his daughter was searching for clothes and said she wanted to date Mr. Qin.

He never expected that in the middle of the night, Mr. Qin would come to his house.

I also have to go into his room and take a look.

He was really afraid that Young Master Qin would dislike his daughter because of him, and would resist being with his daughter because of him.

After all, no one wants to have such a father-in-law.

"Mr. Qin, why don't we go out and talk."

Zhao Xiaoya's mother begged.

Zhao Xiaoya pursed her lips at the door, and tears rolled in her eyes.

This was the first time she saw her father get angry at her mother.

She knew exactly why this was, but she was just worried that she would be disliked by Qin Lang!

"Uncle, don't be excited. I have some research on this in recent years."

Qin Lang walked forward calmly without covering his mouth and nose, and did not even bring gloves. He turned Zhao Xiaoya's father with one hand, calmly reached out, poked his calves behind his calves, and whispered, "Do you feel anything here?"

"No."

Zhao Xiaoya's father endured the excitement in his heart and shook his head slightly.

"Where is here?"

Qin Lang continued to poke upwards, rising from his calf and up to his spine.

It was not until Zhao Xiaoya's father said that sometimes, Qin Lang's finger bones were already two inches above the tailbone.

All of them are paralyzed below the chest cavity.

"Junzi!"

Qin Lang shouted through the window and shouted outside the door, "Take my silver needle!"

Dingdeng!

Soon, Junzi ran in quickly with a silver needle belt in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, he quickly covered his mouth and nose, showing a look of pain, "Young master, damn, this room tastes bad!

There seems to be a strange smell. Could it be that it was being pulled on the bed?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoya's mother hurriedly stepped forward, lifted her diapers and glanced at Qin Lang with awkward face, "Mr. Qin, it's a bit inconvenient. Can you go out first?"

"It's okay, aunt, please deal with it first."

Qin Lang turned his head and waited until Zhao Xiaoya's mother finished processing, but then he turned around and his expression remained unchanged.

“I have learned some acupuncture with the master. If you try it, it should be helpful.

As long as I feel pain in my prick, it means that the disease still has room for reversal.”

Qin Lang twisted a silver needle and explained softly.

"Young Master, the smell here is really bad. It smells so bad. There is also a smell of shit. If I stay there, I am afraid I will vomit it out."

Junzi stood aside in pain, vomiting.

Zhao Xiaoya and her mother stood aside, their faces very cramped.

It’s not that I’m disgusted with Junzi, and normal people will not come to this room.

Even if you are a guest outside, let alone outsiders, even relatives will leave when they come and never stay at home for dinner.

The mother and daughter were particularly familiar with Junzi's reaction and were helpless.

On the contrary, Young Master Qin was so calm and showed no disgust at all, which surprised them.

"Shut up if you can't speak, and get out if you don't want to stay!"

Qin Lang scolded coldly!

Junzi closed his mouth aggrievedly, his face showed a tangled look, and stared at Zhao Xiaoya's father on the bed for a while.
Chapter completed!