Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

In view of the previous behavior of the two aunts, Qin Er held the teacup and watched the joke coldly, not intending to help casually.

The eldest aunt cleared her throat, and solemnly took on the posture of an elder, as if to speak admonishingly: "Little Bo, we elders all hope that the younger generation will live well, even if some words are a little harsh, it is a knife mouth Tofu heart."

"Yes, yes."

The little aunt was busy helping out, looking at Qin Yiren who smiled and said nothing, and criticized with a little affection: "Yiren, it's not me, an aunt, who is talking about you, you child is really ignorant."

Seeing that the flames of war spread to him again.

Qin Yiren, who was also shot while lying down, was very helpless, and asked in deliberation, "I'm not sensible?"

"Chu Xiannian caused the entire entertainment industry to stir up trouble because of you. You two have a daughter, so don't blame him for not getting a divorce right away. Are you just playing with your temper like this?"

The little aunt shook her head while talking, and continued earnestly: "Auntie is someone who has been there, and men are indeed jealous, but it is definitely not a smart way to find a man to piss him off. If the fake turns out to be true, it will be too late for you to regret it .”

Qin Yiren blinked and smiled thoughtfully.

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The two aunts understood the relationship between her and Bao Jingxing in such a way, no wonder they had accused her of being careless and promiscuous before.

However, if she really wanted to use Bao Jingxing to stimulate Chu Xiannian.

After the eloquent denunciations of the two aunts, it was considered a very good self-restraint for Bao Jingxing not to turn his face on the spot, and any plan would be in vain.

Bao Jingxing took a sip of black tea unhurriedly, and said lightly, "I'm very clear about what you said, but it's not Xiaoqian's problem. She doesn't have the right to choose many things, so you can't scare me away."

Such an answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the two aunts.

Looking at each other for unknown reasons, the aunt squeezed a smiley face, and said in another way: "Little Bo, you can be regarded as a good-looking talent, there are definitely many girls who like you, why bother to entangle with our Iraqis Don't know?"

Xiaobo or something...

Noticing the address of auntie slowly, Qin Yiren almost laughed on the spot, lowered her head with trembling shoulders, and secretly laughed to see Bao Jingxing's reaction.

"I only like her." Bo Jingxing was neither humble nor overbearing, had no objection to 'Little Bo', and said slowly: "Except for her, even if all the women in the world like me, it doesn't make sense to me."

The little aunt slapped her thigh anxiously, "You child, why are you so stubborn?"

Bao Jingxing curled the corners of his lips indifferently, his handsome brows and eyes were indifferent, and he asked gently, "What else do you two aunts want to explain?"

"Hey, you are not from my family, and if you want to explain, it is not to you!"

The eldest aunt looked displeased, and turned her head to talk to Qin Yiren: "Niece, you have to think about it, you and Chu Xiannian have a daughter, and now you are a mother, you can't act willfully like a little girl, you have to bear the burden." Take up the responsibility of being a mommy!"

Compared with Chu Xinian who is not familiar at the moment, Bao'er's existence is what Qin Yiren cares most about.

Even though she understood that her aunt's words had other purposes, Qin Yiren still pursed the corners of her lips lightly, unable to smile all of a sudden.

Bao Jingxing looked at her sideways, held her fingertips with his slender fingers, and said coaxingly, "I promise, as long as you are ready to go to court, Bao'er will never stay by Chu Xiannian's side."

Qin Yiren's clear black and white eyes flickered, but he didn't give a clear answer.

Somehow, such reassurance did not reassure her.

"It's up to you?" The eldest aunt sneered, clearly mocking Bao Jingxing's overreaching: "We've all heard that Chu Xiannian loves Bao'er so much that it's impossible for him to give his daughter to you."

Bao Jingxing's eyes darkened slightly, Feng Danyun said with a light smile, "It's up to people."

Seeing that he was so confident, the two aunts couldn't sit still, and they couldn't discuss countermeasures in front of them, so they threw their minds on Qin Er in a panic: "Nephew, say something."

"What should be said should not be said, you have all said it, what can I say?"

Qin Er refused to be fooled by them, and wholeheartedly wanted to see off the guests in advance, and continued lazily: "If you don't have any other advice, can you go back?"

The little aunt was worried about her daughter's future, so naturally she refused to leave easily.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the low-key gift on the coffee table, and she grabbed it as if casually, and commented loudly: "Xiao Bo, you said you were serious about our Yiren, and you took a few things when you visited the elders. It's cheap."

"That's not it." The eldest aunt raised her head and showed everyone the pearl necklace around her neck: "See, this is a gift from Chu Xinian. All the pearls are the same size, and gold is precious."

Bao Jingxing raised the corners of his lips disapprovingly, and didn't bother to explain to them one by one.

Qin Yiren disagreed with such an evaluation, and retorted with a serious expression: "No matter how expensive the gift is, it is Jing Xing's wish. Please don't say that."

Upon hearing this, the two aunts curled their lips, and they were even more sure that the things inside were worthless.

Opening the gift box three times, five times and two times, the little aunt took out a palm-sized blue and white porcelain vase from a small box made of rosewood, and opened it curiously.

Qin Yiren looked at this scene with a frown, and wanted to stop it but was stopped by Bao Jingxing.

These were carefully selected by Bao Jingxing and prepared to be given to her mother. It is really inappropriate for these relatives to unpack them on their behalf.

"Hey, it's wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, I still think it's something amazing."

Shaking the palm-sized porcelain vase, the little aunt said with a look of disgust, "It's just some broken tea leaves. Look at the color. I don't know how long they can't be sold."

Unable to bear Bao Jingxing's intentions being judged at will, Qin Yiren couldn't help but said, "Please don't say that!"

Qin Er's eyes stopped on those 'broken tea leaves', carefully looked at the wooden boxes and porcelain bottles used for packaging, and couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Is this the Anji white tea used by the Jianghai Tea Association for exhibition half a year ago?"

"What tea association? It sounds scary."

Before Bao Jingxing could answer, the eldest aunt rolled her eyes, and continued to say bitterly: "If you don't have knowledge, you don't have knowledge. Don't think that you can bluff people with better packaging."

The little aunt lost interest, and casually threw the porcelain bottle on the coffee table, took out her buzzing mobile phone to look at it, and said with a happy face, "Open the door quickly, your cousin is here."

"Ah?" Qin Erda frowned, then walked towards the door after a second thought: "Yes, yes, it's just in time for her to pick you up."