Naturally, Shen Xingjue's words made Qin Wenwen very unhappy, and jealousy and hatred swelled in her heart.

secretly thought in his heart: "Chen Qingyue, you wait for me, seduce Brother Jue, I will definitely let you know that I am amazing." ”

Shen Niansong was a little broken, and roared angrily: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense, what do you think about the Qin family if you do this?"

Shen Xingjue said steadily: "Grandpa, Qin Xiaonan died three years ago."

Qin Xiaonan is the woman who Shen Xingjue ordered the doll, and died in a car accident three years ago.

The implication is that he, Shen Xingjue, can marry that woman no matter what.

Shen Niansong sighed helplessly.

Now that his grandson has grown up, he can't help it.

These words fell on Qin Wenwen's ears, a little ugly, and she was a little confused for a while, and called out in a daze: "Star-Lord." ”

Shen Xingjue frowned, his eyes fell on her, and he said ruthlessly: "Call brother." ”

Qin Wenwen met his fierce gaze, and couldn't help but feel that her feet were weak, and she took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.

"Qin Wenwen, no matter what you did before? I'm all for your grandfather and Xiao Nan's sake, and I've never asked. ”

Shen Xingjue looked at her coldly, as if he wanted to see through her thin body.

Over the years, Qin Wenwen has secretly pinched how many peach blossoms he has.

As long as there is a woman who wants to be close to him, she will be destroyed by her means.

And she relied on the fact that she was the grandson of Prince Zhuang, no one could do anything to her?

"Today in front of grandpa, I tell you plainly, you'd better not pay attention to Chen Qingyue, otherwise I will definitely not care about the friendship between the Shen and Qin families."

Shen Xingjue looked at the trembling Qin Wenwen with deep eyes, and said without a beak: "You Qin Wenwen will never be my Shen Xingjue's wife." ”

Hearing this, Qin Wenwen's face turned pale, her body couldn't support it, and she sat on the ground with a dull gaze.

Shen Xingjue pursed his thin lips, and his clear face was full of firm emotions, and he said to his grandfather: "Grandpa, I'll go up and see Yuchen first." ”

Because Shen Xingjue is usually very busy, Shen Yuchen follows his grandfather.

Shen Xingjue went upstairs and pushed open the children's room.

Under the warm orange light, a well-behaved milk bag is sitting on the bed, holding a picture book in his hand, looking at it with great interest.

The chill in the man's eyes melted away little by little, replaced by warmth and pampering.

"Stinky boy, why haven't you slept yet?"

Shen Yuchen saw that it was his father, and immediately threw the picture book in his hand, lifted the quilt, got up and shuttled down from the bed, and jumped into his father's arms.

Shen Xingjue was worried that he would fall, so he strode over and hugged him who jumped up in his arms.

Shen Yuchen grinned toothily, looked at him with shining eyes, and asked in a milky voice: "Ice cube face, you haven't come back to see me for a long time, I don't want you to be a father anymore." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to get out of his father's arms.

Shen Xingjue imprisoned him tightly, looking at this child with the same eyebrows and eyes as Chen Qingyue.

Beautiful and good-looking eyes, with clean and incomparably strong eyes, are unbearable.

said unceremoniously: "Stinky boy, haven't you been beaten for a few days, and your skin is itchy?"

"Originally, parent-child activities, Uncle Shen, parent-teacher meeting, Uncle Shen, start school registration, Uncle Shen. made me think that Uncle Shen was my father. Shen Yuchen frowned, with displeasure in his big black eyes.

Saying that, Shen Yuchen's children became more and more excited, struggling in Shen Xingjue's arms.