On the screen, Qu Xiaojue was lying quietly on the bed. The light above his head was bright. Even through the screen, one could clearly see the pale look on his face with a somewhat defeated look, and his brows were furrowed.

A defensive and uneasy posture.

Seeing the child he raised with his own hands turn into what he is now, Qu Lao's heart was shocked, and a small wave of distress and anger immediately swept over him.

The big palm holding the tea cup tightened silently. Just as he was about to ask something, the doorbell rang again.

This time it was Qu Yikun who opened the door. Across the entrance, his voice sounded a little heavy: "Mom, Dad, you are back."

"Your sister-in-law has come to visit us for New Year greetings. Even if we have an important dinner party, we will definitely turn it down."

Anyone who listens to Qu Weikang's hearty laughter will seem like an enlightened and loving elder.

When he and Huo Fei walked into the living room, they both smelled of the wind and snow outside, which was very light. They first said good evening to Qu Lao, and then moved their eyes to Liu Zhenying, still looking cheerful: "Zhen

He's here? Why don't you see Xiao Jue accompanying you? Are you busy with work?"

With that said, he pretended to reprimand Qu Yikun and said: "Look at your eldest brother, he doesn't forget to work even during the Chinese New Year. Whoever follows you is like a child who hasn't grown up and plays around every day."

Qu Yikun's face couldn't tell whether he was embarrassed or embarrassed. It was definitely not normal. He whispered: "Dad."

Liu Zhenying didn't know whether Qu Yikun's text message clearly stated her purpose tonight to Qu Weikang, but she didn't care.

There was cold ridicule in her almond-shaped eyes, and she looked back unabashedly: "Uncle, it's not that Xiao Jue doesn't want to come back tonight, it's that he can't come back."

"Can't come back?" Qu Weikang looked a little surprised: "Is he tied up by something? Or has something happened?"

"Shouldn't my uncle know this better than me?"

"I understand?"

Qu Weikang raised his eyebrows and said in an unhappy tone: "What are you kid saying? Xiao Jue is not young anymore. He is already married and has a career. Can I still interfere with his whereabouts?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhenying immediately sneered: "My uncle did not personally intervene, but it is unknown whether he united with outsiders to try to kill him."

This was so explicit that Qu Weikang could no longer pretend not to understand.

He immediately became furious: "Zhenyi, your aunt and I heard that you went home, abandoned so many partners, and came back in the wind and snow. We didn't hear you wantonly making false accusations here. Until now, we have had several incidents.

Nothing is clear."

Listening to his almost quibbling words, Liu Zhenying's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, his jawline tightened, his face expressionless, and his eyes so thick that they were almost dripping with indifference.

Qu Yikun had worked with Liu Zhenying, and he knew very well that she was really angry when she looked like this, so he quickly intervened to calm the atmosphere: "Dad, my eldest brother was plotted against at dusk tonight and was almost completely ruined."

As he spoke, he recounted the whole thing for about two or three minutes: "Tonight's matter is really urgent, so my sister-in-law thought of coming back to ask you what you think about this matter."

Qu Yikun said it tactfully, but anyone could tell that Liu Zhenying was suspicious of Qu Weikang.

Qu Weikang knew it himself. He raised his hand to press down Huo Fei who wanted to speak, and put on a worried posture again: "Zhenying, I really want to thank you for what happened tonight. If it weren't for you, Xiao Jue might have died.

Something is going to happen. But even if a doctor checks his body, he is still drugged, so he should be taken home and replenished."

As he said that, he looked sideways at Huo Fei and told him: "In the past two days, arrange for someone to cook more nourishing dishes and soups and deliver them to Xiao Jue. They are both still young, so I'm afraid they won't pay attention to this aspect at all."

"I know."

Huo Fei immediately understood what he meant, with a smile on his kind face: "You are still young now. If you really don't pay attention to your care, you will probably suffer when you get old."
Chapter completed!