Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xueer was so angry that she would always yell at her if it wasn't for Yi Shu.

At this time, Mr. Ye made up again: "Otherwise, how do you say you are stupid, you believe what others say, eh?"

Xueer was angry and sat down at the table, not talking, just picking up food.

She, again, also, no, phase, believe, him, anymore!

Ye Muyun is still feeding the little guy to eat, taking time to see how angry she looks.

She didn't know how gentle his eyes were...

She didn't know how cute this kind of care was.

She didn't know how happy he was.

...

At the hospital, Qin Chen carried the thermos barrel in his hand, which was delivered by the driver of the older brother, who said it was made by Cher.

If Tang Xueer could make soup, Qin Chen would write her name backwards.

However, she still opened the thermos and smelled it, the smell was a little weird.

Covered it again and walked happily towards the VIP ward. (It's really a black belly and never leave my brother!)

Pushing the door open, Lan Yu was leaning on the hospital bed, in front of him the nutritious meal provided by the hospital.

It's the beef spinach or something, it will make you sick if you eat too much.

Qin Chen walked in, shook the thermos in his hand, and coughed softly, "Your ex-wife made it for you."

Lan Yu looked up at him and snorted, "Where is the ex-wife!"

"Tang Xueer, my current sister-in-law!" Qin Chen didn't care about having another knife in his heart.

Sure enough, Lan Yu's face turned black and stared at him: "I really want to dig out your heart to see if your heart is black, Doctor Qin, if others are suffering, you are happy?"

"No!" Qin Chen stretched out a slender finger and shook it gently, "It's very happy!"

Lan Yu's face became even darker, staring at him firmly.

Qin Chen didn't care about his dark face, and sat on the side of the hospital bed and kindly opened the thermos for him. His voice was slow, "In fact, we are still... relatives?"

"Who is your relative?" Lan Yu snorted coldly, "Little white face, don't come here!"

Qin Chen raised his finger: "So it seems that you don't want to drink this soup, right?"

Lan Yu snorted, "Who said that?"

With that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his own things, immediately filled a bowl, and couldn't wait to drink it.

It was only halfway through, and it got stuck in the throat...It was so hard to drink.

Is this soup or poison?

Lan Yu coughed, vomited out, and stared at Qin Chen: "Are you trying to poison me..."

"I can't inherit your inheritance again. What do you do if I poison you!" Qin Chen knew that he would not drink any more, so he kindly reminded: "This is probably the first time Xue'er cooks. My brother may not have eaten it yet, Lan Yu You still pick and choose, Xue Er knows, it will be sad!"

Lan Yu gritted his teeth: "Your brother, how could he not know how bad this is to drink."

If it is good, will it be sent here?

I have to say, it is still men who understand men.

Qin Chen got up, carrying the keg, "Is there a good time for everyone to share!"

He went out and poured things down. This thing was just a prank. If he drank too much and caused Lan Yu to get sick, he would have to work hard to rescue him. He was the most disgusting one!

But even if Lan Yu only took a sip, he still had a problem with it.

After tossing, Qin Chen’s life is worse than death. After he was done, he pushed Lan Yu back to the ward. Qin Chen called his eldest brother!