After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Coming out of the hospital, Yan Qing looked depressed.

Gu Qingyan put his arm around her shoulders.

"Miss, why are you unhappy? Because of Shen Zirong's nonsense?"

"Yeah." Yan Qing nodded honestly, pouting her lips.

"I wonder if I'm not doing well enough."

Gu Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

"What's not good enough? What did you say to him, that a sister-in-law is like a mother?"

"..."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and said nothing.

In fact, Shen Zirong was right.

They are all friends who have been through life and death together, so there is nothing wrong with calling them a family.

In comparison, she is the latecomer.

Being with Fu Wangjin, one has to properly handle these relationships, including Shen Zhiyi.

Is it really right for her to do this?

If he strikes back at Shen Zhiyi, will he also hurt Shen Zirong? Will he also hurt Fu Wangjin?

Yan Qing took a deep breath, regret revealed in his eyes.

She should be more tolerant and gentle... Some things should not be seen.

Just turn a blind eye and let it pass.

Instead of being like a utility knife, sharp against sharp, and unyielding.

"Tsk, he thinks you're soft-hearted, so he's using his sister-in-law as a mother to PUA you!"

Gu Qingyan poked Yan Qing's forehead in frustration.

"You haven't even gotten married yet! He wants you to be tolerant of Shen Zhiyi as an elder—

"If he really thinks his eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, why doesn't he let Shen Zhiyi come over and kowtow to you? You are her mother!"

Yan Qing burst out laughing.

"Yes, that's right."

Gu Qingyan nodded in agreement.

"Why are you listening to Shen Zirong? If Fu Wangjin was sitting next to you, he would have sided with you!"

"I just want Shen Zhiyi to leave quickly."

Yan Qing felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart, and his brows, which had just been smoothed down, furrowed again.

"I almost forgot that she could still complain to her brother. And...even if she leaves Cloud View Garden, we will still have to deal with her in the future."

"Instead of this, it would be better..."

Gu Qingyan quickly made a stop gesture - "Stop, stop, stop!"

"If you keep thinking like this, it will really be all your fault!"

She pulled Yan Qing and walked a few quick steps, then stuffed her into the car.

"We are going home today! Don't think about that!"

***

A big.

Yan Qing stood at the door of his home, feeling as if he was in another world.

The Spring Festival couplets on the door were written by my mother with her left hand.

At the bottom of the red paper of the Spring Festival couplets, my mother specially painted plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum with golden paint.

However, the Spring Festival couplets are old and the edges of the red paper are torn, which makes them look inexplicably desolate.

It seems that the people who live here don't take good care of it.

Yan Qing subconsciously touched his pocket and suddenly realized that he had lost his house key.

After thinking for a moment, she turned to Gu Qingyan and said, "Qingyan, stay away first."

Gu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then he realized that she looked like a gangster, standing at the door, and no normal person would open the door.

Then he happily hid aside.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door three times, neither lightly nor heavily.

"Is anyone there? Property management——"

Before he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened.

A strange old lady appeared in front of her, looking her up and down with sharp eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

Yan Qing's heart tightened, "...I'm looking for Yan Sichen."

The old lady's expression suddenly became very ugly, and her tone became aggressive.

"Who are you? What do you want with him?"

Yan Qing met those cloudy eyes and said, "I am his daughter."

"He's been dead for a long time!"

The old lady didn't seem to understand and was about to close the door impatiently.

"Don't come again!"

Seeing that Yan Qing's arm was about to be pinched, Gu Qingyan grabbed the door edge and poked his head out unhurriedly.

"Old lady, this is Professor Yan's home. What's the big deal about you living here?"

"I am the mother!"

Not only was the old lady not afraid of Gu Qingyan, she became even more unreasonable.

Like a fighting cock, he thrust his skinny chest forward.

"Come on! Hit me! Hit me if you can!"

It's obvious that he is here to blackmail people.

If you touch her, she'll probably fall to the ground.

Gu Qingyan ignored her and turned to Yan Qing jokingly.

"Miss, is this your grandma?"

"..."

Yan Qing was completely silent.

She really has never met her father's relatives.

This so-called grandmother has never seen her.

"This. Is. My. Home."

Yan Qing said word by word,

"I don't know you. Please move out."

When the old lady heard the words "move out", she became furious as if a sore spot had been touched.

"How can you talk like that, you little idiot! This house is left by my son! No one can make us move out!"

It seemed that the noise at the door was too loud, and a man walked out.

His hair was messy and his chin was untidy. He was wearing a loose vest, a jacket, and big shorts, and dirty slippers.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes with a unfriendly expression.

"Mom, who are you arguing with?"

As soon as he arrived, Gu Qingyan also became nervous.

She no longer hid aside to watch the show, but stepped forward, blocking half of Yan Qing's body.

"This little bastard! I don't know where he came from! He wants us to move out!"

The old lady's momentum became even more overwhelming.

"It is only natural that I live in my son's house—"

Yan Qing asked with a serious face, "Your son's name is Yan Sichen, right?"

"That's right!" The old lady put her hands on her hips, "It's Yan Sichen!"

Yan Qing was annoyed by the noise.

"I can prove that I am his daughter, but what can you prove that he is your son?"

The old lady was startled. The man spoke first.

"How can you talk to my mother like that? My brother is dead, this house should belong to me—"

Yan Qing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I'm not dead yet. This is my home."

"If you don't move, I'll call the police."

"How dare you call the police, you little bitch!"

The old lady suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Yan Qing's hair, but was grabbed by Gu Qingyan.

"Old lady, please take it easy!"

When the man saw my mother being restrained, he was about to attack her fiercely.

"You bitch, let my mom go!"

Yan Qing widened his eyes in horror, "Don't! Don't do it!"

She subconsciously wanted to pull Gu Qingyan behind her.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly squeezed in front of them and kicked the man.

The man was unable to dodge and was kicked in the stomach, falling to the ground.

"Bah! What kind of man is he if he hits a little girl?"

Deng Huai's voice sounded angrily.

"Miss Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Qing almost burst into tears, "No... It's okay, why are you here? Fortunately you came..."

"I guess you need some legal assistance."

Deng Huai said with a smile,

"Didn't our grandfather let me come?"

Legal aid?

Are you sure it's not armed assistance?

Gu Qingyan looked at the man on the ground, holding his stomach and sweating, and raised his eyebrows silently.

Mr. Fu's subordinates are really fucking humorous.