President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 251 Knowing You Like That Woman

Qiao Yuchen snapped his fingers in front of her.

Enron recovered.

He asked, "What are you thinking? You're still dazed."

"I was wondering, will Yu Ren's mother show up that day?"

Thinking of what Butler Lin told her just now, An Ran wanted to inquire about Gu Yunqing's birthday.

He was a little puzzled, how could she be so curious about this.

Qiao Yuchen's expression was calm and calm: "Who knows, not necessarily, why did you remember to ask about that woman."

"She seems to have been missing for a year."

Qiao Yuchen nodded: "That's true."

"I'm just curious if something happened to her after she disappeared for so long. If she will show up that day, it should prove that nothing happened to her."

Qiao Yuchen pursed her lips: "She should be fine. Gu Yunqing is a woman who can break through. Back then, after they left China and went to the United States, she could still live so freely in the United States. You know, it was a foreign country. She Back then I couldn't even speak English well."

An Ran shrugged: "I hope so."

"Then, do you want to come with me that day?"

An Ran nodded: "Of course I will, the anniversary of Yu Ren's death, even if I am confinement, I will definitely attend."

Qiao Yuchen came over and rubbed his head casually: "That's not the case. If you are in confinement, I will definitely not let you pass. After all, if Yuren knows the truth, he will not let you go. Sacrifice your health to worship his."

An Ran smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, Qiao Yuchen said this because he was worried about her.

On the day of An Ran's confinement, Mr. Qiao called Qiao Yuchen.

This is the first time the grandfather and grandson have contacted each other since half a year.

To say that this Qiao Haiping is really stubborn.

After being "under house arrest" by his grandson, he didn't contact his grandson for half a year.

The stubbornness of Qiao Yuchen and Qiao Yuren was probably inherited from the old man.

When he saw Qiao Haiping's number, Qiao Yuchen didn't want to answer it.

But the housekeeper Lin at the side said: "Master, it's rare for the old man to call you, so you can answer it."

For Lin Butler's sake, Qiao Yuchen answered Qiao Haiping's call.

He connected the phone, and neither of the grandpa and grandson spoke.

On the side, Lin Butler said softly, "Master."

Only then did Qiao Yuchen mumble to the other end of the phone, "Is there something wrong?"

"Why, after so long, you don't even know how to call grandpa?"

"If you have something to say, just talk about it. There is nothing to beat around the bush between us."

Qiao Haiping's voice was dull for a while.

"In a few days it will be the anniversary of Yuren's death, and I have to attend."

Qiao Yuchen sneered: "You are so kind to this second young master who has never been announced to the world by the Qiao family."

"Qiao Yuchen."

The old man scolded sharply.

Qiao Yuchen was not angry at all, but raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I promise you, I will send you to the cemetery, but you'd better not play tricks on me."

Qiao Haiping scolded in a cold voice: "What do you think of me, Qiao Haiping? If I really want to fight against you, do you think you can control me for so long?"

Qiao Yuchen said in a deep voice, "Okay, I believe that this time, if you have nothing to do, you should hang up first."

"Is An Ran confinement today?"

Qiao Yuchen frowned, raised his eyes to look at An Ran, but said coldly to the other end of the phone: "It seems that you are not idle at home."

"Hmph," Qiao Haiping said with a bad attitude, "Don't I even have the right to inquire with you?"

"You can inquire about anything, but my lover is not within the scope of your inquiries."

Qiao Haiping was displeased: "As your grandfather, am I not qualified to take a look at your son?"

"In the past, didn't you suspect that this child was not a descendant of your Qiao family, and even tried to kill my child?"

Qiao Haiping fell silent.

Qiao Yuchen said coldly, "Is there anything else?"

"I want to see that child. Since An Ran is already confinement, the child should be taken out of the house."

Qiao Yuchen's expression was full of indifference: "No, he's still young, I won't let him go out."

"Then I'll go and see the child. It's okay. I won't play tricks. Anyway, there are always people around me watching me."

"I never intended for you to watch my children either."

Qiao Haiping gritted his teeth: "I am his great-grandfather."

"You do not deserve."

"Qiao Yuchen, you..."

"If you have nothing to do, read more books, watch TV, and call me less. After all, if you call me once, we will have an unhappy fight. Even if you are in the mood to make trouble with me, I am not in the mood Accompany you to make trouble."

After Qiao Yuchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

An Ran looked at him opposite: "Your grandfather wants to see the child?"

Qiao Yuchen put the phone aside: "Yes, but I won't agree."

An Ran's expression was calm: "I won't agree either."

She didn't forget that the old man was provoked by An Xin back then, and he had deep doubts about himself, wishing he could cramp and skin himself.

Now that he wants to see the child, it is impossible for her to agree.

"You are also accused of being unfilial as my granddaughter-in-law. Normally speaking, when others give charcoal in the snow in my life, I will help them shelter from the wind and rain when they encounter cloudy and rainy days. But your grandfather is different. He When it was snowing, he took away my warm cotton coat, and he nearly froze to death. Now that the rain is over, I won’t share my joy with him.”

"I can understand, so I'm on the same line as you," he said with frowned eyebrows: "Steward Lin, check to see if there is anyone around the old man who can help him."

Butler Lin wondered, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It stands to reason that he is being looked at so strictly now, it should be impossible for him to know when An Ran gave birth, but he just said that today is the day An Ran gave birth, which proves that he is not safe. .”

Butler Lin felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, young master, I went to see the old man a week ago, because I wanted to remind him about the anniversary of the death of Young Master Yuren."

Qiao Yuchen put on a cold face: "So, you were the one who said about An Ran's confinement?"

Butler Lin nodded: "Young master, I'm sorry, I thought this could be said."

"Then what else did you reveal?"

Butler Lin was in a dilemma: "The old man said he wanted to see the photo of the young master, so... I showed him the photo of the young master saved in my mobile phone. When the old man saw it, he said that the young master was from the Qiao family. No."

Qiao Yuchen said coldly, "Try to see him as little as possible in the future."

Butler Lin nodded: "Yes, young master, this time... I'm really sorry."

Seeing that Butler Lin was apologizing all the time, An Ran said to Qiao Yuchen: "Don't blame Butler Lin, he's not at fault for this matter. But your grandpa's eyes are sharp enough, I clearly think that our family is An'an. The one is more like me, how could he take a look and say that An An is the seed of your Qiao family and can't run away?"

Qiao Yuchen shrugged: "Who knows."

"I showed the old man photos of the young master when he was 20 days old, and one of them was very similar to a photo of the young master's confinement, even the expression felt exactly the same."

An Ran looked at Qiao Yuchen: "You also think An An is like you?"

"My son, of course he looks like me. Of course, he looks a bit like you at a glance."

An Ran couldn't help laughing, she felt a little jealous just now because An An looked more like Qiao Yuchen.

It was obviously a little thing she gave birth to in October, how could she be more like someone else.

But after thinking about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it. They provided seeds.

Lin Butler asked: "Young master, did the old man mention the second young master's death day?"

Qiao Yuchen looked at him: "I mentioned it, he said he wanted to attend Yuren's death anniversary."

"The old man wanted me to tell you about this, but I was afraid that you would criticize me, so I told him to let him speak. I thought it was because of this that the old man called today."

Qiao Yuchen nodded: "It's okay, I've already promised him, on the day of Yuren's death, you will send a few more people to protect Madam, and don't let any irrelevant people or reporters get in touch with her."

"Understood the young master, I will arrange it carefully."

The anniversary of Qiao Yuren's death was organized by Qiao Yuchen himself.

As the second young master of the Qiao family, Yu Ren's death day was held in a grand manner, although he would never see it again in his life.

On this day, Lei Yayin put on pure black clothes and appeared with the child.

It's just that when she went to the cemetery to worship, she asked her aunt to take the child home, and she followed Ye Zhiqiu and everyone to the cemetery.

A dozen people came to the cemetery together, and from afar, An Ran saw a woman in black standing in front of Qiao Yuren's tombstone.

Qiao Yuchen looked into the distance coldly, butler Lin said: "Master, that seems to be Gu Yunqing."

Hearing the movement of the crowd, Gu Yunqing did not choose to run away, but turned around and looked in the direction of everyone.

Seeing Gu Yunqing, Lei Yayin's eyes flashed with dullness.

This is her mother-in-law, her daughter's own grandmother.

At the beginning, it was all because of her calculations that she became pregnant, Yu Ren had to marry her, and Yu Ren was killed in the end.

Her life was all ruined by him, she was unwilling, really unwilling.

Everyone came to Yuren's grave.

Gu Yunqing swept his gaze from the faces of Qiao Yuchen, Lei Yayin and the others, and his eyes fell on An Ran.

She smiled coldly, and turned to look at the photo of Qiao Yuren on the tombstone.

I said silently in my heart: son, mother knows that you like that woman, today, mother will help you do one thing, even if it is impossible for you to get her again, mother will never let her fall into that person's hands.

(End of this chapter)