Chapter 88 - Hoodwinked

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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nQin Yiyi swept a glance at Shang Jingheng, pursed her lower lip, and bent down to get into the car.

nThe entire journey was silent.

nShang Jingheng was also somewhat uncertain in his heart.

nThis girl, when she saw him earlier, she was still smiling. Why did her little face turn stiff in the blink of an eye?

nSeeing that she was about to get out of the car, he really couldn’t hold on any longer.

n“If Big Brother Shang has done anything wrong, you tell me, and I’ll immediately change, alright?”

nLooking at Qin Yiyi, his face was filled with sincerity.

n“I’ve said before that I treat you as my younger sister, so I’m your biological brother. If Big Brother has done anything wrong, just tell me directly. We can’t hold our breath and anger ourselves to death.”

nShang- Biological brother- Jingheng in the near future: I wish that I could go back in time and slap myself twice. What bulls*it biological brother!

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nAt this moment, that was what he was thinking in his heart and that was what he said.

nHe wished he could cut open his heart for Qin Yiyi to see.

n“I’ll change it immediately if you say so!”

nQin Yiyi chuckled softly, “Change what? People just ignore what I say.”

n“No, I remember everything you said in my heart.”

nRemember it in my heart?

nQin Yiyi glanced at him slowly, looking up and down. In the end, she looked Shang Jingheng up and down until his hair stood on end before she said slowly, “You’re injured again, right? What did I tell you last time? You still remember what I said. How long has it been since you were injured last time? Are you getting injured every time you go out? Tsk tsk, if I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have needed to save you back then. Anyway, you’re going to die sooner or later, right?”

nShang Jingheng, “…”

nWhen he came, he had already showered twice, and because he was afraid that this girl would find out, he didn’t even dare to apply medicine!

nOf course, it was also because it was really just a superficial wound.

nMoreover, it was almost healed, so… he did not expect…

nHe sighed. “Yiyi, it’s just a small injury, really.”

n“I remember what you said, but there will always be some accidents…”

nIf he had not suffered this injury at that time, Xu Zhuoyan would have lost at least half his life!

nAt that time, there was no need for him to make a choice.

nQin Yiyi closed her eyes, not wanting to talk to him!

nIt made Shang Jingheng’s heart palpitate. What was the meaning of this?

nHad she forgiven him?

nStill angry? Not angry?

nForget it, forget it, just coax her.

nThe car stopped.

nShang Jingheng helped Qin Yiyi open the car door. He looked at her expression and spoke with some caution, “Um, I brought gifts for Grandpa and Grandma…”

nQin Yiyi looked at him and felt both angry and amused. She rolled her eyes at him.

n“Why? Are they only for Grandpa and Grandma? I don’t get any?”

n“You’ll have some too, and you have the biggest portion!”

nShang Jingheng’s voice was extremely loud. He knew very well that Xiao Yiyi was no longer angry with him!

nQin Yiyi couldn’t be bothered to look at his changing expression. She turned around and left.

nHowever, after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned around.

n“Why aren’t you coming? Didn’t you bring us gifts? Are you regretting not giving them?”

n“How is that possible? I’ll bring them now.”

nThe joy in Shang Jingheng’s heart overflowed like water.

nYiyi… she was willing to let him go home to meet his grandparents!

nShe was so good to him!

nQin Yiyi: You’ll think that I can do better in the future!

nGrandpa Fang was taking Grandma Fang for a walk in the neighborhood downstairs. Old Lady Fang was actually squatting on the ground and playing happily with a few children.

nOn the other side, Old Master Fang was staring at her closely.

nHe was afraid that he would lose her due to his carelessness.

nHe didn’t dare to relax in the slightest!

nUntil Qin Yiyi and Shang Jingheng appeared in front of him.

n“Grandpa, Grandma.”

nQin Yiyi jogged over with a smile. Old Master Fang was all smiles.

n“You’re back. Is this your friend?”

nHis gaze landed on Shang Jingheng, who was beside Qin Yiyi and carrying bags of various items.

nWith that one glance, Old Master Fang’s gaze paused.

nBut in the next moment, he smiled as if nothing had happened.

n“What’s wrong with you, girl? How could you let your friend carry bags of various sizes? You’re empty-handed yourself.”

n“Young man, you must be exhausted. How should I address you? Our girl isn’t sensible. I’m sorry.”

nOld Master Fang played the image of a kind and biased old master to the max.

nShang Jingheng’s expression was respectful. “Hello, Grandpa. My surname is Shang, and I’m Yiyi’s friend. Oh right, Yiyi saved my life, so Yiyi is my savior. If Yiyi wasn’t here, I wouldn’t be here. Please don’t stand on ceremony with me.” As he spoke, he put the things in his hands on the ground with a natural expression. He took out the business card that he had prepared long ago and handed it over with both hands. “Grandpa, this is my business card. If you need anything in the future, you can call me anytime.”

nQin Yiyi glanced at it lightly and raised her eyebrows.

nOn it was Shang Jingheng’s private cell phone number, the kind that he carried around when he turned on his phone 24 hours a day.

nQin Yiyi allowed them to be polite while she squatted beside Old Lady Fang.

n“Grandma…”

n“Shh, don’t scare the ants away. Look at them playing games.”

nOld Lady Fang looked at the ants running around and was very happy.

nShe even gently nudged her granddaughter.

n“Be quiet. Also, stay away from them. You can’t step on the ants.”

nQin Yiyi smiled and nodded. However, his eyes darted to Old Lady Fang’s ears.

n“Grandma, I bought your favorite mango cake. It also has strawberry flavor…”

nBefore she could finish, Old Lady Fang stood up.

n“Where is it? Where is the cake? Let’s go, let’s go. Let’s go home and eat the cake…”

nWithout waiting for anyone, she lifted her feet and left.

nQin Yiyi quickly grabbed her. “Grandma, you’re going the wrong way. Our house is over here.”

n“Oh, then let’s go this way.”

nWhen they returned home, Qin Yiyi helped the old lady wash her hands. Shang Jingheng had already placed a few small cakes on a small plate.

nThe table was neatly arranged.

nOld Lady Fang was very happy. “These are all mine. None of you can snatch them.”

nAfter eating two mouthfuls, she raised her head to look at Qin Yiyi who was sitting next to her. The old lady hesitated for a moment. Finally, slowly, she reached out and chose the smallest one.

n“I’ll give this to Yiyi!”

nQin Yiyi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she saw the expression on her face.

n“Grandma, you eat it yourself. I’ll buy it later.”

nThe cake in her plate tasted fine, and it wasn’t that sweet either. It was just right for her grandma to eat.

nDinner was still eaten at home.

nHowever, the person who cooked the meal became Shang Jingheng.

nOld Master Fang looked at his busy figure in the kitchen, as well as his extremely familiar expression with his granddaughter.

nHis face darkened unconsciously.

nUntil Shang Jingheng left.

nQin Yiyi, who had sent him back to the elevator, felt for some reason that her grandfather’s expression didn’t look right.

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nHe kept staring at her…

nShe touched her face and blinked. “Grandfather, is there a flower on my face?”

n“No, it’s just that grandfather suddenly feels that after not seeing her for a few years, my granddaughter has become more capable.”

nGrandpa Fang sat on the sofa and looked at his own granddaughter, who was standing there in a daze. He patted the sofa beside him.

n“Come and sit. Tell Grandpa about the glorious deeds of how you saved the head of the Shang clan.”

nQin Yiyi, “…” Oh no, my grandpa seems to be angry?!

nAfter thinking for a moment, she reached out and took two sips of tea. Under her Grandpa’s glare, she slowly opened her mouth.

n“Grandfather, it’s like this…”

nOld Master Fang looked at her and chuckled.

nLie! Today, I’ll see what kind of flower this wretched girl can conjure with her words to fool me!

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