"Grandpa..." Qin Qiaotian was frustrated and let out a muffled cry. Then he sat down knowingly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the tall figure walking down the stairs and murmured coolly: "
My uncle is here..."
Mommy had warned him that his uncle was not a good person, so he didn't like him, so he naturally looked wary when he saw him.
But when Tong Yao heard it, his face was full of enthusiasm. His brows that were frowning just now relaxed, and he put on a friendly smile. He turned around and called him: "Uncle!"
From a distance, Qin Muyuan's face remained cold, and he just nodded as a greeting.
Qin Qiaotian immediately froze angrily, his eyes wandering between Tong Yao and Qin Muyuan for several rounds, becoming more and more puzzled - why is there such a big difference in treatment?
Why is she so polite and friendly to someone who just came to the house yesterday?
"Mu Yuan, you have breakfast first. I'll change clothes and then we'll go to the company together." Qin Yaomin wiped the sweat from his forehead and pointed towards his room, indicating that he would wait a moment.
Qin Muyuan nodded in agreement. As soon as he sat down on the sofa, Tong Yao poured a glass of milk and handed it over, with sincerity on his face: "Uncle, thank you for yesterday!"
She was so sleepy when she came back last night that she rushed directly to her room to sleep without even saying "thank you"...
"No need," he said calmly, looking at her arm with a faint red mark, and warned her, "Since you have allergies, please be more careful in the future."
Not all the time, someone took her to the hospital.
He is not what she calls a "good guy" all the time.
Qin Qiaotian followed him and called him "uncle" dryly. He happened to hear what he was talking about about "allergic constitution". His heart tightened and he immediately turned to Tong Yao: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay!" Tong Yao said angrily to him, saying word by word, "I also want to thank you for the ointment you took so much trouble to give me!"
Qin Qiaotian was stunned: Did she know that he kept it on purpose?
"Qin Qiaotian, listen to me..." She angrily poked his shoulder with her finger, warning proudly...
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