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Zhao Chuyu was carefully protected by Qi Jinan as she got off the car. When she looked up, she saw two rows of young men standing upright.

The younger teenagers and boys were following behind, all with curiosity on their faces, but after being reprimanded by the older teenagers, they immediately lowered their heads and dared not look any further.

Those who came to the door to greet them were all the younger generations of the Qi family. When they saw the perfect couple made in heaven standing on the red carpet, they immediately bowed respectfully.

"My dear uncle, my dear aunt, welcome back. My great-grandfather is waiting for you in the banquet hall."

The voices were loud and uniform, mixed with a few childish voices.

This was the first time Zhao Chuyu felt such a warm welcome. She subconsciously looked up at Qi Jinan, whose face had no expression at all.

This is his home, so he should be the one to come forward.

But after getting off the car, he seemed to be transformed back to his "original form", with an extremely cold expression.

Even the deep eyes that were filled with tenderness and affection just seconds ago were replaced by coldness, and no trace of warmth could be seen anymore.

If he hadn't wrapped his arms around her slender waist, gently supporting her waist to prevent her from getting tired, she would have thought that he had been "possessed" again and had returned to his "original form".

As if expected, he said nothing, put his arm around her waist, and walked towards the elegant and classical banquet hall under the respectful welcome of the Qi family's children.

This scene seemed to be in line with the expectations of the younger generations, and no one was dissatisfied.

After they waited for this extremely young but very senior couple to take the lead, they followed one by one.

Qi Jiayi is the youngest among the young men present and has a relatively lively personality.

He was walking at the back and saw Qi Zixuan, who was two generations older than him but only in his early twenties, walking in from outside. He immediately turned around and ran over before the uncles noticed him.

"Uncle, I just saw my uncle and great-uncle's grandmother. My uncle is so handsome, and my great-uncle's grandmother is more beautiful than Chang'e."

The little kid, who is not even as tall as Qi Zixuan's waist, had stars sparkling in his innocent eyes when he talked about his elders who were more beautiful than gods.

It's like I've become a little fan of Yan.

Qi Zixuan went back in the morning to have lunch with Bai Lulu. Half an hour ago, he received a call from his father saying that his uncle was on the way back, so he hurried back.

Before he could enter, he was stopped by his eldest cousin's grandson.

Hearing the interesting children's talk, he couldn't help but stop and smile, half squatted, reached out and pinched the round face to tease his little nephew.

"Jiayi, shouldn't you call her great-uncle? Why are you calling her great-uncle-grandmother?"

Qi Jiayi was pinched on the face, but he was not annoyed. He smiled happily and said, "Grandma is more intimate and sounds better."

If there were rules, he would rather call her Fairy Sister.

But my father said that we should not be impolite and should address people according to their seniority.

Just like his 55-year-old grandfather Qi Ziming, when he sees his uncle Qi Zixuan who is still in college, he has to call him "little cousin".

His 30-year-old father still calls his uncle "uncle".

It can only be said that reincarnation is a technical job. The age span of our great-grandfather's generation is too large, which results in some elders being younger than the younger generations.

Qi Zixuan knew how amazing Qi Jiayi was, as he was able to skip a grade and go to junior high school at a young age. His IQ was comparable to that of his uncle, but he was not as gloomy and cold as his uncle. Instead, he was sunny and lively, and was the happy pill of the family.

He bent his thumb and index finger and gently flicked the child's brow. "You are so good at flattering. So, tell me, who is prettier, the great-uncle's grandmother or the uncle and aunt I met yesterday?"

Yesterday at noon, Qi Jiayi, who lives in the same villa complex, sneaked to his house alone to play. When he saw Lulu, he chased after her and called her beautiful sister. Now he is praising someone else's beauty. Let's see how this little brat responds this time.

Qi Jiayi scratched his head and asked, "Is there any difference? They are all fairies in the sky."

Qi Zixuan tapped the child's brow again, put away the smile on his lips, and said seriously:

"You are so good at coaxing people. I am really worried that you will be a playboy in the future. Qi Jiayi, I am telling you, don't learn from your father's tricks. The red flag is flying at home and the colorful flags are flying outside. You must not make girls sad in the future."

Qi Jiayi's father is Qi Zhisheng. He started playing with women when he was a teenager, and he had dozens, if not thousands.

His nephew, who was always considerate of others, had only one thing worth praising: he had taken good protective measures and had never had any offspring outside. In the past ten years, he had only one son, Qi Jiayi.

Although Qi Jiayi is only six years old, he is well aware of the days when his mother shed tears, and he nodded solemnly to Qi Zixuan.

"Well, uncle, I understand. I will definitely not be as sentimental as my father and make the woman I love shed a tear."

At this time, Qi Zhisheng, who was also summoned by his father, happened to hear his son's complaints and stepped forward and scolded with a smile:

"You little brat, you haven't even grown all your hair yet, but you're already thinking about women and making up stories about your dad."

Then, he put away his naughty smile and nodded to Qi Zixuan, "Uncle, you just arrived too?"

If it weren’t for the new little honey who was ignorant, he would have almost missed his trip to attend his great-grandfather’s 90th birthday.

He was a bit indulgent in sex, but not to the extent that it would interfere with his work. Today was just an exception.

After so many years, Qi Zixuan also knew the other party's temper and did not scratch him in this regard. He nodded his chin lightly and said, "Well, just arrived, my uncle has arrived, take Jiayi in with you."

After saying that, he stood up and walked forward, leaving the father and son behind.

When Qi Jiayi saw his father coming and heard the innocent complaints of his father, there was no fear on his face. Instead, he happily went forward and hugged the other's thighs.

"Dad, you're finally here. Grandpa has asked you several times."

Qi Zhisheng loved this son the most and never got angry with him. He bent down and picked him up, explaining as he walked.

"There was a new employee who was ignorant and delayed us a bit, so my dad fired her when he got home."

"Well, Dad, can you spare some time to come home and have dinner with Mom and me tomorrow night?"

"Sure, Dad will definitely go back to accompany you tomorrow night."

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The father and son were talking and laughing, but when they stepped into the banquet hall that seemed to be sealed by ice and snow, they immediately fell silent and shook their bodies as if they were pricked by cold air.

When facing "danger", the father and son had a high degree of tacit understanding. They looked at each other and sat carefully at the table closest to the door.

Qi Zhisheng hadn't felt such coldness for twelve years, and his heart was in his throat.

His uncle, Master Qi Wu, who was the same age as him, seemed even colder than before.

What happened in such a short period of time?

Hasn’t grandpa always been looking forward to the return of my uncle? Is this a new “war”?

It shouldn't be possible, right?

Then he shook his head secretly and denied it.

Considering how much my great-grandfather doted on my uncle, it was impossible no matter how you thought about it.

Why is that?

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