Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Chen came over. Although he was injured, he was delicate but good.

"Yeah." Xiao Chen responded, walking over and looking at the two girls.

Xiao Yichu and Xiao Yiyan were sitting there drinking milk, pretending not to see Xiao Chen. They looked at each other, drinking milk in tacit understanding, looking left and right.

Sliding off the sofa, she turned her back to him.

"Hey." The two of them suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Chen in surprise. They said "Wow" in an instant and rushed forward happily, hugging his legs and laughing "hehe".

Xiao Chen was so amused by them that he smiled from ear to ear, with a doting smile on his handsome face.

"Call... call me grandpa." Xiao Chen squatted down. Although the wound hurt a little, he was still very happy.

But after being in a coma for so many years, he still couldn't adapt to his identity when he woke up. For example, the son he remembered as the youngest was now married and had children.

"Master." Xiao Yichu called sweetly and stuffed the bottle into his mouth.

Xiao Chen was teased by her, hugged her body and hugged her, saying: "Grandpa doesn't drink, he doesn't drink."

Mrs. Xiao was a little frightened when she saw him holding the child. She ran forward and said, "Your injury."

"It's okay." Xiao Chen said. After taking two steps, he still couldn't bear it anymore. He fell down on the edge of the bed and said to Xiao Yichu, "Grandpa is old."

Even holding a child is a bit overwhelming.

Xiao Yiyan drank milk, stared at him, crawled to the bed and sat next to him, swaying slightly on her feet, thinking Xiao Chen was playing with her.

"Who kidnapped you last night?" Mrs. Xiao asked.

Xiao Chen put Xiao Yichu down. He stretched out his hand to cover the wound and said, "Go and ask Mo Han to pay attention. Don't let that girl Chu Yan go out alone. It's too dangerous."

Mrs. Xiao listened, checked his wounds, and said, "Okay, I'll go."

"Send them back, it's too dangerous here." Xiao Chen said, reaching out to touch Xiao Yichu's head.

After they left, Xiao Chen turned around and lay on the bed. He vaguely heard footsteps. He lay on the bed and frowned slightly, but remained silent when he heard the door open.

"Xiao Chen." A figure walked in and saw that Xiao Chen seemed to be unconscious. Madam Lian limped in and saw that he was unconscious.

"She didn't misunderstand before, but that doesn't mean she won't misunderstand now." Mrs. Lian said, reaching out to grab and untie her clothes.

Unfortunately, before she climbed onto the bed, Xiao Chen raised his hand, pinched her neck, held her tightly, and threw her out without opening her eyes.

With two "booms", the old lady's body was thrown out and hit the table.

She was old and was thrown to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Xiao Chen was lying on the bed, lying quietly as if he hadn't moved just now. His hand suddenly moved and he took it to one side, grabbing the bottle of perfume and spraying it into the air, as if there was an odor and he wanted to get rid of it.

"Xiao Chen, you're going too far." Mrs. Lian's clothes were messy, she got up and yelled at the bed.

The man on the bed didn't move, as if he was asleep.

"Bang" She was still about to speak, but Xiao Chen grabbed the bottle of milk that the child had not finished drinking and threw it towards her. The glass bottle hit her forehead, causing it to break and bleed.

"Hmm." Mrs. Lian was wearing exquisite heavy makeup. She originally wanted to talk to him, but she didn't expect that Xiao Chen ignored her and beat her up instead.

"Crazy, Xiao Chen, you are crazy." Mrs. Lian was so angry that she stamped her feet as if going crazy.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, sat up straight, gave her a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "The door is over there, either walk out or get out."

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