C28 And He Even Taught His Mommy

She thought that Qin Xingye and Qin Huai's hostile relationship could completely ignore her existence.

However, she never thought that Qin Xingye would actually say such words in such a atmosphere filled with sword qi.

What did he mean? He definitely wasn't worried about her, so there was only one possibility. He wanted to use this opportunity to stir up the relationship between Qin Huai and her, and then have some unspeakable purpose in his arms.

As soon as Qin Xingye finished speaking, Tang Yanran and Qin Huai stopped in their tracks at the same time and turned around. Just as Qin Huai was about to speak, Tang Yanran snatched the initiative.

"Big Brother, how's my Huai Huai and I doing? That is a matter between us, there is no need for you to say anything." Tang Yanran said in a cold voice.

After that, she turned around and pulled Qin Huai by the arm and walked out.

Huai Huai? Yan actually called him Huai? Such a cordial name and so protective of him caused his heart to feel an unprecedented warmth.

Qin Xingye furiously stared at their backs as he clenched his fists by his side. Qin Huai, we'll wait and see!

"Wuwuwu..." Qin Hao cried with all his strength. He originally thought that his father would take revenge for him, but he did not expect that his father would be bullied. He felt even more sad and sad.

"Crying and crying, you only know how to cry, what kind of prospects do you have!... They hit you, you don't know how to hit them. Where did your hands grow to?! ... " Qin Xingye scolded his son in exasperation.

Teacher Wan stood at the side with a helpless expression. The education of this family was a problem.

Qin Huai and his family of four sat in the car. Tang Yanran sat in the backseat with the child. Qin Huai started the car.

"Third Young Master, how did you educate the child? It was clearly the two of them who hit one, and injured Qin Hao. What are you saying to them? " Tang Yanran said unhappily, educating the child like this, didn't he still not teach the child to be a robber?

Qin Huai did not reply. He only frowned and glanced at Tang Yanran.

Then, he looked at the two children from the rearview mirror, "Chen, slowly, tell me why you two fought with Qin Hao." He said in a low voice.

His voice was not loud, but it had a strong deterrent force.

Chen and slowly looked at their daddy's face. They had never seen their daddy being so strict. They were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Daddy, when we were doing morning exercise, I accidentally bumped into Qin Hao Hao. Qin Hao called me a little bastard, and then I scolded him angrily. In the end, he even scolded you, so big brother helped me beat up Qin Hao Hao." He said in a low voice, not daring to look at Qin Huai's cold eyes. He was afraid that his parents would abandon her if he made a mistake. She would be on the streets again.

Chen also lowered his head.

Bastard? When Qin Huai heard this reason, his chest started burning!

Tang Yanran also felt very angry when she heard the situation was like this. However, she could not help this kind of evil air. "He scolded you. You just scolded him. If he didn't attack, you can't hit him. Do you understand? "

"Got it, Mommy." She said obediently.

"Mommy, do you mean that as long as they make a move, we can make a move?" Chen immediately caught the gaps in his words.

"If they don't bully us, we won't bully them either. If they bully us, we can't accept it for free." Tang Yanran said righteously.

At this moment, Qin Huai's ears were perked up as he quietly listened to their conversation. He slightly curled his lips. Tang Yanran, this woman, was somewhat resistant. He liked her. He did not like women who went against their will.

"Yes, your mommy is right. Remember your mommy's words." Qin Huai added.

"Yes, we will remember." Chen slowly responded.

"Third young master, you and your brother are family. Why are you so hostile to each other?" Tang Yanran asked curiously. This kind of family relationship made people feel suffocated.

"I am not the same mother as him." Qin Huai said, looking forward with a cold gaze.

"How many children does your family have?"

"Three brothers, I am the third brother."

"Then is Liu the same mother as you?"

"No."

Tang Yanran raised her hand to support her forehead. The Qin family had three children and three mothers. This was really...

"Then who is your father living with now?"

"With Qin Xingye's mother, my second brother's mother and I have both passed away." Speaking of this, Qin Huai's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Oh, sorry." Tang Yanran said that she did not think that Qin did not have a mother either.

"It's fine." Qin Huai's low voice was filled with sadness.

In that case, the most favoured child of Qin family should be Qin Xingye. Tang Yanran thought in her heart, but why didn't Old Qin give the position of CEO to Qin Xingye?

When mentioning her deceased mother, she saw that Qin Huai's expression wasn't too good, so she didn't ask any more questions. Recalling the conversation between Qin Huai and Qin Xingye just now, it should be that Qin Xingye's skill was inferior to hers. Tang Yanran guessed in her heart.

"I heard from others that one person can only marry one wife. Why did Grandfather want to marry three wives? Is this also okay?" Chen asked curiously, then slowly came over.

Qin Huai frowned.

"Children, don't ask about adults. You don't understand. Your grandfather didn't marry three wives." Tang Yanran quickly explained. Only then did she feel that it was inappropriate to ask this kind of question in front of the child.

However, even though it was inappropriate, Qin Huai that arrogant man answered her. This made her very surprised.

"Oh." Chen answered with a muffled voice. He and slowly stopped paying attention to them. They started to play clapping games.

"Yan, I think you live with your grandma. Where are your parents?" Qin Huai also wanted to know Tang Yanran.

"I am an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage and have never seen my parents look like. When I was seven years old, an old lady came to the orphanage. She was old and had no one to rely on. She wanted to adopt a child. So she chose me. That old lady is my current grandmother. " Tang Yanran spoke about her own background and felt a little sad.

"Oh." It turned out that this woman's family background was so pitiful. Qin Huai could not help but feel his heart ache.

"Mommy, everyone says that the orphanage is not as good as the rumors say. Actually, the conditions there are very poor. They did not eat a single meal. Those children are living very difficult lives. Mommy, it turns out... You were so pitiful when you were young. " After hearing these words, Chen stopped playing games. He turned around and held his mommy's hand tightly.

"Mommy..." He slowly held his mommy's arm tightly, feeling that it wasn't easy for his mommy either.

"Alas, no matter how bad my life is, it's still better than the life I've been living for so long. I've been suffering for so many years..." Tang Yanran gently stroked her hair, her eyes watery.

"Mommy... It's okay. Those are all in the past. I am living a happy life now..." She slowly leaned into her mommy's arms, smiling with tears in her eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Sigh... It's all my fault..." Qin Huai sighed. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were red. If he had not slept with Tang Yanran that year, those things would not have happened.

"Mommy, daddy, don't worry. I will take good care of my sister." Chen looked like a man as he held his hand.

He and slowly stopped quarreling. Thinking about how he looked at that time, he felt really pitiful. It was already a miracle that he could live well.

"My good son." Tang Yanran lovingly patted his head. Qin Huai smiled at his son as well.

Unknowingly, the car was about to arrive at the Imperial Garden Castle.

"Hey, Qin Huai, I'm not going to your house. I want to go back to my grandmother's place." Tang Yanran saw that she had gone around and came back again. She immediately became anxious. She did not dare to stay with this dangerous man anymore, or else something would happen.