After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

As soon as Qin Xin left, before the driver got into the car, she saw Zhuang Ming approaching from a distance.

"BOSS." The driver said quickly.

Zhuang Ming looked around, and his eyes fell on the depression in the rear bumper, and immediately frowned, "Where's Xinxin?"

The driver explained what had just happened.

Hearing that Qin Xin and Qin Qingru went to drink coffee, and making sure that Qin Xin was not injured, Zhuang Ming's tense expression eased.

"Go ahead and get it fixed, I don't want this to happen a second time."

"Yes, boss."

Zhuang Ming strode towards the coffee shop.

Qin Xin and Qin Qingru just finished ordering coffee and wanted to find a seat.

Knowing that Qin Qingru's legs and feet are inconvenient, Qin Xin wanted to help her, so she stretched out her hand, but Zhuang Ming's big hand grabbed her little hand.

Qin Xin turned her head immediately, "Ah, my husband, why are you here?"

"Seeing that you are not moving on the road, don't worry."

Qin Xin knew that there was a locator in the bright moon and stars, so she was not surprised.

"That's right. Let me introduce you. This gentleman is the one who borrowed my clothes in Russia. Old gentleman, this is my husband."

Zhuang Ming and Qin Qingru's eyes met.

One is cold and the other is gentle.

One hostile, one indifferent.

Feeling Zhuang Ming's hostility, Qin Qingru stretched out his right hand, "Hello."

In front of Qin Xin, superficial skills must be done properly, Zhuang Ming also reached out to shake Qin Qingru's hand.

Qin Xin didn't see anything wrong with the atmosphere, so she said, "Let's not get stuck at the front desk, let's find a place to sit down first."

As soon as the three of them sat down, the order board in Qin Xin's hand began to vibrate, indicating that the coffee was ready.

Qin Xin immediately got up to get it.

Zhuang Ming didn't stop him, Qin Xin couldn't get tired after a few steps.

Looking at Qin Qingru, he raised his chin slightly, "What's your name?"

"My surname is Qin, Qin Qingru, the head coach of the National Figure Skating Team."

Hearing Qin Qingru say that his surname is Qin and that he is also the coach of the figure skating team, Zhuang Ming narrowed his fierce Ruifeng eyes slightly.

After a few seconds of silence, he replied calmly, "Zhuang, Zhuang Ming, an ordinary businessman."

The words "ordinary businessman" made Qin Qingru shake his head and smile.

Zhuang Ming, there should be very few people who don't know him. At least if you follow the financial news a little bit, you will find this name very familiar.

Regarding Zhuang Ming's self-effacement and hostility, Qin Qingru laughed.

"Mr. Zhuang doesn't need to be hostile to me. I have a lover, and I don't mean anything to your wife. I just want to get to know her because she looks like my lover."

Originally, when Qin Qingru said his surname was Qin, Zhuang Ming keenly felt that the matter was not simple.

Hearing Qin Qingru say that Qin Xin is like his lover, he couldn't help but match Qin Qingru with Qin Xin's biological father "Mr. Qin".

That thin golden body should be written by a person with a strong character.

Aside from male jealousy, the middle-aged man in front of him, although full of beards, has an elegant and modest demeanor, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Qin Xin came back with coffee, and finally noticed that the atmosphere was a little weird.

But before he had time to ask, Zhuang Ming took his hand.

"Xinxin, I'm a little hungry."

"Ah? Didn't the driver give you the lunch box?"

"Ah."

"Then, then I'll go to the fast food restaurant next door and pack one for you?"

"Well, thank you baby."

Qin Qingru frowned slightly when he saw Zhuang Ming deliberately dismissing Qin Xin.

After Qin Xin left the coffee shop, she said, "Mr. Zhuang, I said that I have no other intentions for your wife."

He just thinks that the little girl Qin Xin is very cute, and she looks a lot like..., that's why he wants to get close to her, it has no other meaning.

"Don't get me wrong." Zhuang Ming tugged on his tie, "It's just because there are some words that my wife won't be able to listen to for the time being."

The two looked at each other.

After half a minute, Zhuang Ming asked calmly.

"I just noticed that Coach Qin's leg seems to be a little lame, so it's not convenient for Fang to ask how it hurt."

"There was a car accident 20 years ago."

"20 years ago, or 21 years ago."

Hearing Zhuang Ming's questioning, Qin Qingru frowned, but still replied, "After careful calculation, it should be 21 years ago."

Hear Qin Qingru's promise.

Zhuang Ming really wanted to sigh that there is no coincidence without a book.

Qin Xin was 20 years old, plus she was pregnant with October, exactly 21 years ago.

The person in front of him, surnamed Qin, also has a "lover" who looks very similar to Qin Xin.

The connection of these several clues made Zhuang Ming think a lot.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Ming did not answer this question.

Instead, he asked, "I don't think Coach Qin is stupid."

Zhuang Ming's words made Qin Qingru frown.

There seemed to be many small fragments flashing through my mind, trying to piece together a problem.

After several minutes, Qin Qingru's pupils trembled.

The voice trembled a little.

"Is your wife's mother surnamed Xue?"

Originally, Zhuang Ming was only skeptical, but now that he heard Qin Qingru's question, he was immediately sure.

The Qin Qingru in front of him is the "Mr. Qin" in the letter, also Qin Xin's biological father.

Of course, Qin Xin didn't know what Zhuang Ming and Qin Qingru said.

When Qin Xin returned to the coffee shop with a package of delicious food, Qin Qingru had already left, and he only drank one or two more sips of the coffee in front of him.

"Where is that gentleman?"

"Leave beforehand." Zhuang Ming pointed his chin in the direction of the French window.

I saw Qin Qingru's limping, vicissitudes and lonely back gradually receding, and then disappeared around the corner.

"Ah? Let's go..." Qin Xin pouted in disappointment, and sat next to Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming grabbed Qin Xin's waist, "Why are you so disappointed."

"I haven't asked his name yet, and I haven't returned the coat to him yet." Qin Xin rested her head on Zhuang Ming's shoulder, a little frustrated, "I don't know why, I like him a little bit."

After finishing speaking, he paused.

Quickly added, "It's not that kind of liking! Husband, don't be jealous!"

Zhuang Ming naturally understood.

Smiling and pinching Qin Xin's chubby face, "His name is Qin Qingru. Before he left, he left a business card for you."

After Zhuang Ming finished speaking, he took out a business card from his coat pocket.

There is a simple name, a mobile phone number, and an email address above.

Qin Xin quickly took out her mobile phone and remembered the number, not disappointed, a smile appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Zhuang Ming asked softly, "Is Xinxin very happy?"

"Hee hee yes."

"Well, then I'm hungry."

After Zhuang Ming finished speaking, the air was quiet for a few seconds.

Then Qin Xin raised her head and showed an embarrassed smile in shame.

"Oh, forget husband, you are still hungry."

After Qin Xin finished speaking, she quickly opened the food for Zhuang Ming, pushed it in front of Zhuang Ming and made a gesture of please.

"Master, please use it slowly~"