Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Qin Chen was indifferent: "Do you really think that Xiaonuo is as heartless and has no moral boundaries like you? She is more principled than you."

Zheng Xiujie: "..." Thank you, it was taken into consideration.

If you want to trick your son, just do it. Why bring us with you?

The corners of Zheng Xiujie's mouth twitched, unable to complain about this person's bad taste.

Since his own father was so calm, nothing serious would happen, so Zheng Xiujie was also calm.

"Uncle Qin, if there is nothing else, I will go and get busy first. If there is anything going on with Auntie, please let me know."

"Go."

Zheng Xiujie nodded towards Qin Chen, turned around and left.

But just as he was about to turn the corner, a faint voice came from behind: "Next time, remember to call me Uncle Qin."

Zheng Xiujie stumbled and almost fell, but luckily he held on to the wall in time.

"Ha!" The voice behind him was full of disgust: "That's all!"

Zheng Xiujie: "…………"

He just said it!

He just said it!

My dear father will never bully him!

Third Young Master Qin is still the Third Young Master Qin when he was young, so angry that he will not pay for his life!

Even though he is a few years younger than his biological father, he wants to call him uncle. What's wrong with him!

He just wanted to take advantage of his biological father!

After Zheng Xiujie stood firm, he walked away without looking away, pretending not to hear what he said.

Qin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and turned back to the ward.

Mrs. Qin was not asleep yet. She sat on the bed and looked outside. Her expression was peaceful and gentle. She looked peaceful and had a sense of tranquility that has passed through the years.

The man's bohemian and arrogant feeling dissipated instantly. He sat in front of the bed and tucked her into bed.

"Why don't you take a nap?" he asked softly.

"I'm not sleepy." Mrs. Qin Song Ya retracted her gaze and looked out the window: "What does Zheng Yan want from you?"

"It's nothing." Qin Chen said.

Song Ya frowned slightly, and he surrendered: "Okay, let me tell you, it's still the same thing that Yan Jie mentioned last time. She wanted us to travel around the world together, but I didn't agree."

Yan Jie, Zheng Yan’s wife, Zheng Xiujie’s mother.

Song Ya was startled for a moment: "Jiejie is back?"

"not yet."

Song Ya's eyes showed confusion.

"That old guy Zheng Yan made his wife angry and couldn't coax her out, so he wanted to persuade you to help him persuade her."

"What happened to them?" Song Ya was speechless for a moment.

The two have been fighting and fighting for decades, with no time to stop.

"What else can we do? Zheng Yan met Fang Peipei again a few days ago, and the two had another quarrel. In the end, Yan Jie was so angry that she packed up her parcel and went back to her parents' home. She threatened to let him and Fang Peipei go there. She No more serving.”

Song Ya: "..." This is what Yan Jie's bad temper can do.

but………

"Zheng Yan deserves it!" Song Ya said coldly: "Knowing that Jiejie has a knot in her heart, you still keep poking at her heart. Sooner or later, he will be able to commit suicide on his own, and he still wants me to persuade him? I can directly Do you believe that we can persuade them to leave?"

In the end, Song Ya was still angry and glanced at Qin Chen coldly: "A virtue!"

Qin Chen: "..." He was still shot while lying down!

Zheng Yan, you are dead!

Qin Chen took a deep breath: "Ya'er, I didn't do anything."

"Did you not do enough when you were young? What else do you want to do?"

Qin Chen: "..." Unable to refute.

Zheng Yan did talk to him about this a few days ago and wanted Song Ya to persuade Yan Jie.

With Yan Jie's temper, she could only listen to Song Ya's words.

result………

Qin Chen felt that he needed to go to Zheng Yan to ask for mental damage compensation.

It simply ruined his relationship as a couple.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Qin Chen directly changed the subject: "Are you hungry? I'll ask your family to send you some food."

"I'm not hungry." Song Ya didn't want to mention the bad things in the past that would affect her mood: "I'm almost feeling better. When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"We'll wait until it stabilizes. You still need to nurse yourself back to health now."

Song Ya narrowed her eyes: "You're not fooling me, are you? I feel better already."

"If you don't believe me, ask that boy Zheng Xiujie."

"Ha," Song Ya sneered, "He doesn't always listen to you."

Qin Chen: "...What image do I have in your heart?"

"It's not a thing!"

Qin Chen: "......"

Don't stop me, I'm going to kill that old boy Zheng Yan.

Just because of what happened just now, he is no longer even a thing in his wife's heart.

Annoying!

Qin Chen started his trick of deceiving again. Now Song Ya refused to accept his trick and insisted on being discharged from the hospital.

So, when Shen Nuo returned to the dean's office with the fresh donation book, he saw the man staring at his mobile phone with a dark expression on his face, as if his mobile phone had some deep grudge against him.

Shen Nuo paused: "Maybe I should go out for a while?"

Qin Siyu put away his cell phone, and the gloomy expression on his face instantly faded.

"Has it been drawn up?"

"Okay," Shen Nuo handed him two thin pieces of paper: "Take a look."

Qin Siyu took the two papers and signed his name directly at the signature place without looking at them.

Shen Nuo raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to take a look? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"You can take it anytime you want."

As he spoke, his thumb was stained with cinnabar. The next moment, his thumb landed directly on the place where he had just signed, and his bright red fingerprints covered it.

After signing, he handed the pen to her: "Sign it."

Shen Nuo stared at him for a while, then smiled: "Okay."

Say that, sign, and press fingerprints, all in one go.

After signing, Qin Siyu's mood improved visibly, and his dark eyes were filled with smiles.

He handed her the signed donation letter: "Keep it."

Shen Nuo was not pretentious. Looking at the donation book handed to her, she raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"Aren't you afraid that I will send you to the operating room now?"

"Do you wish?"

Shen Nuo looked at his blood type on the donation book and his eyes deepened: "Your blood type does not match mine, and I don't have a bad habit of hurting others at will. Kidneys are precious and there is no need to waste them."

Qin Siyu's blood type was inherited from Qin Chen, not Song Ya, and they were two completely different blood types from hers.

Qin Siyujun's face paled slightly, and he held her hand.

"Let's go back."

It was almost noon when I came out of the hospital.

The snow is still falling busily, and the world is covered with a thin layer of white snow blanket, which is pure white with a hint of lush green, which is particularly eye-catching.

The car was driving on the street, and through the car window, Shen Nuo saw the excited smiles on people's faces, which was the joy exaggerated by the first snow.

No matter when, no matter where, no matter what happens, human beings seem to have a knack for entertaining themselves.

Sometimes people are really strange creatures. Sometimes they have hard-to-satisfy desires, but sometimes they are satisfied by trivial things. Contradictory individuals create a complicated life.