There may be love for no reason in this world, but there is absolutely no hate for no reason. I don't understand why Guo Fanghua still wants to target me, if it was said that in the past, it was to maintain Rong Qingqian, then now? I can't even think of a solid reason to ......

Aunt Lan came over with a fruit bowl and snacks, and added hot tea to Guo Fanghua: "Young grandma, your soup is ready, do you want to bring it to you now?" ”

"Drink it later, pour me a glass of water first." was stirred up by Guo Fanghua, if it wasn't for Aunt Lan asking, I would have forgotten that I came down to drink water.

"Okay." Aunt Lan poured me a glass of warm water.

"Aunt Lan, make me double skin milk in a while." I've wanted to eat this for a long time.

"You can do it, but you have to eat it while it's hot, it's too cold." Aunt Lan shook her head, "If you eat cold, I guess the young master won't allow it." ”

"I know......" I nodded hurriedly.

"Young grandma, the little young master is awake and wants to look for you." The babysitter came down from upstairs with the baby in her arms, and the little one babbled and cried.

I hugged the baby, and the little one stopped crying and looked at me with a pair of dark eyes. I nodded the baby's little nose: "Can't you play with your aunt for a while?" Mischievous! ”

The baby grinned, and the nanny put a small blanket on my lap to let the baby sit down, "The young grandmother laughs when she teases, and others don't laugh when she laughs. ”

Hearing the word 'madam', Guo Fanghua's face immediately darkened. In fact, the 'lady' in the nanny's mouth is my mother, and it is estimated that Guo Fanghua understands Li Wanrong. Even so, I don't want to explain anything, Li Wanrong does live here to take care of me during confinement.

There was a car driving in outside, and just listening to the sound, I knew that Qiao Yichen was back. After a few minutes, Qiao Yichen came in from outside the door and saw me sitting in the living room with my baby in my arms: "Didn't take a nap today?" ”

Qiao Yichen's tone was light, but I heard a hint of anger in it—he probably thought that I didn't have a lunch break to entertain the 'guests'.

"I've woken up." I really don't want to play tricks into creating this kind of misunderstanding that doesn't matter.

"You have something to do with me?" Qiao Yichen then set his eyes on Guo Fanghua's face, and there was an indifferent expression between his words.

"I ......" Guo Fanghua probably didn't expect Qiao Yichen to have this attitude, and was slightly stunned, "No...... I just want to...... Come and see the kids. ”

It's a wonderful reason, but before Qiao Yichen entered the door, Guo Fanghua didn't even look at the baby. I don't bother to dismantle her, Qiao Yichen's eyes have always been outrageously accurate to see people, and it is estimated that they also have a lie detector function.

"Oh." Qiao Yichen responded lightly and stretched out his hand, "Daddy hug." ”

I put the baby in Qiao Yichen's arms, the baby kicked his calves, put his little fist in his mouth and sucked it. It was a little embarrassing to sit with Guo Fanghua, so I got up and walked into the kitchen to see if my double skin milk was ready.

"Young grandma, why did you come in?" Aunt Lan was a little surprised to see me come in, "Double skin milk will have to wait a little longer to get better." ”

"Oh." I really don't want to go back to the living room, in fact, Guo Fanghua may not want to see me, but it's still a little rude to go straight back to the bedroom. If Qiao Yichen is not there, there will be nothing, and now that he is back, Guo Fanghua will inevitably fight for this face. I saw freshly baked cranberry cookies in the baking tray and took a piece and munched on it boredly.

Aunt Lan has done most of her life in a big family like the Qiao family, and she naturally has a number in her eyes when she looks at people and things: "Young grandma, why don't you drink this pigeon soup first, drink more soup and water to get milk." ”

"Okay." I now have no afternoon tea every day, and it has been changed to afternoon soup.

Aunt Lan brought the soup to the dining room for me, and I sat down to drink it. After a while, the baby cried again, and the nanny coaxed and didn't get better: "I guess I'm hungry, and I've been playing for a long time when I wake up." ”

Qiao Yichen came over with the baby in his arms and saw that I was drinking soup. nodded the baby's little mouth: "Don't cry, mom is drinking soup." Mom doesn't drink enough, you don't have anything to eat. ”

I pushed the bowl aside and took the baby. The little head arched in my arms: "Don't worry, let's go back to the room for dinner." ”

I carried the baby back to the bedroom, and the baby went back to sleep after feeding. I don't know if Guo Fanghua is gone, so I didn't go downstairs, I took a book and leaned against the bedside to read. Aunt Lan came in with the prepared double-skin milk: "Young grandma, your double-skin milk." ”

"Oh." I casually asked, "Is Madame still there?" ”

"It's gone." Aunt Lan continued, "Before leaving, I talked to the young master in the study for a long time, and when I came out, my face was not very good. ”

"Oh." I nodded. Guo Fanghua's face was not very good, and it was estimated that he had said something to Qiao Yichen, but the two of them did not talk about it.

I threw the book aside and started to eat my double skin milk, and after a while, Qiao Yichen walked in, and saw that I was eating double skin milk and couldn't help frowning: "Is it cold?" ”

"It's not iced, it's hot." Aunt Lan said immediately.

"I'll see." Qiao Yichen reached for my bowl. I didn't give it to him, but filled a big spoonful and fed it to Qiao Yichen. Qiao Yichen tasted it, frowning slightly, "It's not cold, let's eat." ”

In order to trick Qiao Yichen, who doesn't like sweets, I deliberately filled the part with more honey beans, and it is estimated that Qiao Yichen is now 'sweet to the heart'.

"Xin Xin ......" Qiao Yichen sat on the edge of the bed, one hand on the railing of the crib.

"Do what?" I bit the spoon and looked at Qiao Yichen.

"Nothing." Qiao Yichen shook his head and touched my cheek instead, "Eat less desserts and eat well for a while, or you and the baby will not have enough nutrition......"

I rolled my eyes, this is a difficult thing, Qiao Yichen still plays 'want to talk and stop', this is definitely not his style of acting! I vaguely felt that the matter might be related to Guo Fanghua, but I didn't ask much. I don't think Qiao Yichen wants to say that he wants to hide anything, but he hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet. Regarding the problem between Qiao Yichen and Guo Fanghua, I don't want to put pressure on him at all to affect his judgment. Because in this matter, Qiao Yichen was already very bitter in his heart. I think that if he had a choice, Qiao Yichen would definitely not choose Guo Fanghua as his mother. However, everyone cannot choose the family in which they are born, and there are biological parents. I can only accept things that I can't help but do, and I can understand this feeling more or less.

The days passed quickly, the baby was about to reach 100 days, and my body basically recovered. On this day, Li Wanrong invited a well-known wedding dress designer to come over and make a sample for me. It just so happened that Qiao Yichen was also at home, so he also measured Qiao Yichen's size.

"Mrs. Joe, this is some of the ready-to-wear styles designed by our studio, you can choose them first and see if there is a style you like." The designer's assistant handed me a thick catalog.

I flipped through a few pages, the wedding dress, the color and style are relatively fixed, and if you want to make it outstanding, you can only make a fuss about some small details. This is a brand that focuses on wedding dresses, so there are quite a lot of appearances.

"We'll design your dress based on your body characteristics, and we'll show you this, just to find out which style or type you prefer." After the designer recorded the data, he also came over.

"I prefer a simple and smooth design, not too cumbersome." I closed the catalogue and gave it to the designer's assistant, and I never had much patience for things like choosing clothes.

"You have a design and then send it back to choose." Qiao Yichen didn't even look at those catalogs.

"Yes, Mr. Joe." The designer and assistant put away their things and took their leave.

I held my chin in my hand and looked at Qiao Yichen: "Can you not make the wedding too complicated?" ”

"It won't be complicated, don't worry." Qiao Yichen hugged my shoulder, "We'll talk about the wedding later, let's study the matter of giving the baby a hundred days first." Grandpa means to run it there in him, I think the hotel is more convenient, what do you think? ”

"Can't you do it?" I feel a headache when I think about this kind of thing, "The baby is so small, too many people will scare the baby." ”

"I don't think it will work this time......" Qiao Yichen kissed my forehead, "I didn't do the full moon wine, if I don't do this, I guess grandpa will go crazy." Quarrel with me every day, and his great-grandson is not stolen and robbed, but wants to tell the world. However, there will not be many guests, just a few relatives and some important friends, and you will be able to show up with your baby when the time comes. ”

"Then you can do it, I have no opinion...... Don't ask me...... "I pouted.

"The mouth is so high, and I still say I have no opinion." Qiao Yichen thought it was funny.

"My opinion is not to toss me and the baby, wasn't it ruthlessly dismissed?" I shrugged, "No more opinions......"

"If you don't hold a 100-day banquet, how can you receive red envelopes from the eldest brother and the second brother." Qiao Yichen asked with a smile.

"Second brother is back?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, how?" Qiao Yichen straightened my hair.

"What about Xiaoxiang and the child?" That's what I'm concerned about.

"They're still in Hong Kong, but ...... I should be back soon......" Qiao Yichen said.

"Then ......" I wanted to ask Jiang Ying what to do over there, but I realized that this was a matter between Zhuang Peng and Xiaoxiang, and it was not within the scope of what we should meddle in as friends or brothers.

"Don't worry, the second brother will arrange it." Qiao Yichen clearly understood what I was thinking.

"Hmm." I nodded.

The 100-year-old banquet was finally held at Mr. Qiao's villa, and we stayed there a day in advance. I woke up early that morning and saw that the freesia in the yard was blooming just right, so I asked the gardener for a pair of scissors, intending to cut a few branches and go back to the bottle. A crisp bicycle bell rang, and I saw through the wrought iron gate a tall, lanky boy dropping a newspaper into the newspaper box, then riding his bicycle and disappearing into the morning mist. His dark eyes are unforgettable.