Male God, a Little Su

He stood up abruptly and was about to hug Su Yan.

He had to go to the hospital for a check-up before he could rest assured.

"No... this blood is not mine..."

Her eyes were dodging, and her nose and eyes were red from crying.

Qiao Ye smiled, he licked his lips and patted her face, "It's fine if it's not yours, but it's still too light. Next time I'll get you a knife, next time I encounter this kind of thing. If you kill someone, I'll bear it for you—"

Su Yan pursed her lips and smiled with a blushing face.

The little finger quietly hooked him, shaking like a coquettish coquettish.

Seeing this scene, Wang Shiyuan felt ashes.

If that doesn't matter, what does?

"Brother Qiao-she's not a good girl, you don't even know what she looked like in front of me when you didn't come back!"

"So what?"

Qiao Ye bent down and hugged Su Rou, the little girl nestled in his arms obediently, wrapping her hands around his neck.

Raising his wet eyes, he saw the guilt-ridden old man standing at the door. Su Yan suddenly pointed at him, showing a shy smile.

Clean and well-behaved.

The dark pupils, like the grapes that have been frozen in summer, are astonishingly bright.

The old man's heart softened almost instantly, and he fell in love with this girl from the bottom of his heart.

A person with a pair of eyes like this can't be bad no matter how bad it is.

And if you have a temper, you won't be bullied.

"Grandpa, I'll take her to the hospital for a re-examination first, and I'll go back to see you another day."

Qiao Ye pursed his lips, suppressing his temper and said solemnly.

"Okay, go to the hospital for a good checkup, grandpa is fine here! Little girl, it's grandpa's birthday in two days, let's join together, eh?" The old man smiled and said softly to Su Yan.

Su Yan tugged at Qiao Ye's collar, smiled embarrassedly, and was about to agree.

Qiao Ye directly interjected and said lightly, "She can't come."

"Bastard!" The old man was so angry, "I didn't ask you!"

Qiao Ye lowered his eyes, his whole body was indifferent.

"She had the operation a week ago and was just discharged from the hospital today." Seeing the stunned look of the old man, Qiao Ye smiled and looked at Wang Shiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground like a puddle of mud, "I took her there a week ago. Hospital, are you fucking capable? She was finally discharged from the hospital, and you tossed her back?!"

He is not a gentleman at all, and looking at Wang Shiyuan at this time, it is difficult for him to maintain a gentleman's demeanor.

Rough is already considered kindness.

"You can do it yourself." Qiao Ye walked towards the door with Su Yan in his arms, and dropped a sentence coldly, "Wang Shiyuan, if her wound is affected in any way, I will kill you directly!"

Wang Shiyuan slumped to the ground, not even crying anymore.

He stared blankly at the unknown place.

"Ugh……"

With a sudden sigh, Wang Shiyuan was pulled back from his trance. With tears in her eyes, she almost climbed to the feet of the old man, "Grandpa, grandpa, please help me! Brother Qiao will really do what he says, I...I..."

"Shiyuan... What do you think my Qiao family treats you?"

The bodyguards outside had already come in, and they should have been called in when Qiao Ye left.

The old man took two steps back, and the bodyguard stepped forward to isolate Wang Shiyuan from the old man.

He said lightly, "Over the years, the Qiao family has not lacked your food or clothing. If you want to go abroad to study music, then I will send you there. You are living a life of a superior person. In any case, my Qiao family has never I owe you, but you are not satisfied, you not only want to be the eldest lady of the Qiao family, but also the future young grandma of the Qiao family."