After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Qiao Xing.

Qiao Hong's heart moved slightly.

He was worried that he wouldn't be able to see Qin Ce. If Qiao Xing was going to the old man's birthday party, would Qin Ce also show up?

Even if Qin Ce doesn't go, if Qiao Xing goes, then he can find an opportunity to find Qiao Xing and ask Qiao Xing to take him to see Qin Ce. If that's not possible, let Qiao Xing take him to the company directly.

He didn't believe it anymore. As long as he kept harassing Qiao Xing, Qin Ce could still sit still.

But even so, when Qiao Hong thought about spending a lot of money on the birthday banquet, he felt a twinge of pain.

He is now in debt, where can he borrow so much money?

But the second brother was still talking on the other end of the phone, as if he would not give up until Qiao Hong agreed.

Qiao Hong was really fed up with what he heard later, so he simply agreed, "Okay, I understand, I'll handle the matter here and then I'll be there."

When Qiao Xing and Qin Ce went back, they bought some daily necessities and brought some medicine to the old man.

Although it is summer recently, the old man is getting older and his body is not as strong as before. From time to time, he will have a headache and a fever.

He couldn't stand still. As soon as he could stand up and take two steps, he insisted on showing off his skills to Qiao Xing and Qin Ce so that they could have a taste of his craftsmanship.

Qiao Xing was afraid that the kitchen would be too dangerous and didn't dare to let him in, but couldn't stand the old man's insistence and had to agree.

Who knew that within 5 minutes of entering, he would hurt his hand.

Qiao Xing was frightened at the time. He was afraid that his finger would be infected and wanted to take him to the hospital. Finally, Qin Ce came back. He looked at the wound and said that it was not deep. He could just disinfect it at home with lotion and put a band-aid on it. , Qiao Xing felt relieved.

When Qin Ce put a band-aid on him, he kept sighing.

Qiao Xing asked him what was wrong. He said that he always thought that he could still do what he wanted to do as before, but now he found that as he got older, many things were beyond his ability.

Qin Ce said helplessly: "You are just having random thoughts."

Mr. Qin glared at him dissatisfied, "It's not you! Thanks to me forcing you to marry Xingxing, at least now I can still see my great-grandson born, and I can be happy for two more years, otherwise I'm afraid I'd close my eyes It’s been more than ten years and you still won’t get a wife!”

Qin Ce has heard this from the old man more than once, and he has long been used to it.

Every time he would nod along with his words, "Well, it's all my fault."

Qiao Xing was also used to the quarrels between her grandfather and grandson from time to time, but every time Qin Ce had no choice but to compromise in order to appease Mr. Qin, she always found these two people extremely cute.

When the two returned home, Qin Ce carried his things and Qiao Xing entered the door one after another. Mr. Qin was sitting on a recliner drinking tea. He turned his head and looked at the two of them, "Are you back?"

Mr. Qin didn't know what kind of tea he brewed. The fragrance was so fragrant that the whole living room could smell it. Qiao Xing sniffed it and asked, "Grandpa, what kind of tea is this? It smells so good."

"This one, this one is called Phoenix Dancong. Today Lao Meng lost to me in chess. I know he values ​​this tea the most, so I specially asked for it."

When Mr. Qin said this, his expression was full of pride, just like the excitement of a child when he won a competition and received a prize.

Qiao Xing didn't know much about tea, but the smell of this tea was really refreshing, as if he was in an open field.

She asked the old man in a low voice, "Can I have a sip?"

"Of course, I'll give you a taste..."

As the old man said this, he immediately poured a glass for Qiao Xing.

When Qiao Xing was about to reach out and take it, Qin Ce stopped her.

Qiao Xing and Mr. Qin looked at Qin Ce at the same time, with doubts on their faces.

Qin Ce said: "Pregnant people cannot drink tea."

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, and then he patted his forehead, "Hey, look at my memory. I forgot that you were pregnant. The most taboo thing is this tea!"

Only then did Qiao Xing remember that when she was just pregnant, the doctor had given her some precautions, such as eating less seafood and drinking less strong tea. Within a few months, she had almost forgotten.

Qiao Xing smiled sheepishly, "I forgot."

Mr. Qin said: "It doesn't matter. If you really want to drink it, after giving birth, grandpa will slowly teach you how to taste tea. I still have a lot of knowledge about this tea."

Qiao Xing nodded, smiled and said, "Okay."

Qin Ce took the things into the kitchen. As soon as Qiao Xing turned around, he suddenly saw an invitation on the coffee table.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

"Oh, this." Mr. Qin just took a sip of tea, put it down quickly, and said to Qiao Xing: "It was sent by the Qiao family. It seems to be your grandfather's eightieth birthday. He said he wanted you to come over and give it to me. Congratulations, old man.”

Although Mr. Qin looked down on the Qiao family, he still accepted the invitation. No matter what the Qiao family's purpose was for inviting Qiao Xing over, Mr. Qin was Qiao Xing's biological grandfather, and the bastard things Qiao Hong did were none of the old man's business.

However, this is Mr. Qin's own opinion. Whether he wants to go or not depends on Qiao Xing himself.

Mr. Qin said: "The invitation has been sent over, and I have no choice but to accept it, but it is up to you to decide whether to go or not."

Qiao Xing opened the invitation and took a look at it, then closed it and put it on the table. After a moment of silence, she said, "I'm not going."

When Mr. Qin heard this, he didn't say much.

Although he still wanted Qiao Xing to go, it was still a matter for the children after all, and in Qiao Xing's heart, he had always been sensitive about the Qiao family, so he was not qualified to persuade Qiao Xing.

After Qiao Xing said not to go, he nodded, "That's fine."

Then he added a cup of tea for himself and continued to drink leisurely while waiting for Qin Ce to cook.

After dinner, Qiao Xing read on the sofa while Qin Ce went to the bathroom to take a shower.

During today's prenatal check-up, the doctor specifically told her that the child was slowly growing in her belly, and the pregnant mother's mood would affect the child.

The doctor advised her that when she has nothing to do, she can read, listen to music, or go for a walk with her family, or she can do some appropriate exercise to improve the mood of the pregnant mother, which can also prevent prenatal anxiety.

This was Qiao Xing's first pregnancy. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared or anxious. Especially when she thought about experiencing unimaginable pain in the delivery room, she was already feeling uneasy.

But fortunately, with Mr. Qin and Qin Ce around, she could still go to the company to hang out, instead of being bored at home all the time, so she didn't have any major mental problems.

But at this moment, Qiao Xing turned over the book in her hand, but she didn't read a word of the content.

When Qin Ce came out of the shower, he saw her turning back the page she had just turned. She didn't look at it for two seconds before turning it back again.

He dropped the towel he was wiping his hair with and walked towards her.

"What do you think?"