My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

"Don't be happy, it's not tonight! Grandpa wants to keep me here tonight!"

Seeing Qin Yu grinning from ear to ear, Yan Mingyu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and pour a basin of cold water on him.

"Well, I happen to have something to do tonight. Wei'er has to go to the company tomorrow. I'll go back and go shopping with her later!"

Qin Yu touched his nose and said sarcastically.

Indeed, Yan Mingyu will stay at Mr. Yan's house tonight. Even if she stays, with her cold and conservative character, she will not be able to do anything for herself at her grandfather's house.

"Then tomorrow night? At home?"

Qin Yu asked shamelessly.

"It depends on my mood!"

After Yan Mingyu finished speaking, he closed the laptop. His delicate face was burning, and she turned and walked towards the kitchen: "I'm going to help grandpa!"

"What does this wife mean? Does it depend on your mood?"

Qin Yu scratched his head, feeling that men could never understand a woman's thoughts.

Afterwards, he came to the kitchen in a hurry. Mr. Yan held a shovel in one hand and turned the pot with the other. His movements were quite skillful.

"Grandpa! Just rest for a while and we'll come!"

Qin Yu said quickly.

How can an old man cook for a junior of his own? He simply cannot afford it.

"No, Qin Yu, you are a hero of our Yan family. Go sit outside and you will be fine in a while!"

Mr. Yan turned around and felt as if he was several years younger.

"Well, thank you grandpa!"

Qin Yu finished speaking with some embarrassment before exiting the kitchen.

In the evening, there were three people at the dinner table: Mr. Yan, Qin Yu and Yan Mingyu.

Originally, considering that he had to go back, Qin Yu didn't plan to drink. However, Mr. Yan was in high spirits, and Qin Yu, as his grandson-in-law, had no choice but to drink with him.

I can only ask the villa's bodyguard to send me off later.

"Qin Yu, Mingyu. The new year has begun, which means that old guys like us will have to live one less year. Are you going to put my great-grandson's affairs on the agenda?"

Mr. Yan looked at Qin Yu, then at Yan Mingyu, and said in an old-fashioned way.

"Grandpa, I'm getting ready!"

Qin Yu said quickly.

"Well, we'll do it as soon as possible!"

Yan Mingyu also nodded.

Her body and mind have been placed on Qin Yu alone, but it is really inconvenient these two days.

"That's good. I'm over seventy, and I won't feel relieved until I see my great-grandson born!"

Mr. Yan knew that his health was not good. If it weren't for Grandpa Qin and Qin Yu, he would have gone to the King of Hell to drink tea.

"Grandpa, with Qin Yu here, you will definitely live a long life!"

Yan Mingyu still believed in her man's ability. How about Shen Yubai, a paraplegic from a high position, but he still stood up.

"Haha. I'm so lucky that I forced you to marry Qin Yu. Look, you found a treasure!"

When Qin Yu was mentioned, Mr. Yan was extremely happy.

"Yes, I found a treasure!"

Yan Mingyu was a little helpless and a little emotional. When she and Qin Yu, who was still a delivery boy, received the certificate, they just wanted to go through the motions and deal with grandpa, and never thought that they could become a real couple.

Fate is such a wonderful thing.

"Okay, come on, drink, drink!"

Mr. Yan held up his wine glass and invited Qin Yu to drink.

After going back and forth, both grandfather and grandson drank a lot.

It was almost nine o'clock. Qin Weier sent a message, and Qin Yu said with a big tongue: "Grandpa, my wife, I'm going back."

"Okay, ask Xiaojun to see you off!"

Mr. Yan nodded.

"I'll help you!"

Yan Mingyu stood up, helped Qin Yu to the door of the villa, and asked the bodyguard to drive him back to Tongweixiangdu in his car.

After half an hour.

At the entrance of Tongweixiangdu.

"Brother Yu, we're here!"

The bodyguard driving the car said respectfully.

"Thank you!"

Qin Yu got out of the car and faintly saw a tall figure standing not far away.

Wearing a black down jacket, flesh-colored stockings, and black boots, with long black hair draped softly on her shoulders, she looks slim and pretty, isn't it her sister Qin Weier.

He hurriedly walked over and said with an apologetic smile: "Hey, Wei'er, I'm sorry, Mr. Yan made me drink some wine!"

"Oh!"

Qin Weier looked very unhappy.

She was dressed up beautifully and was just waiting to go shopping with Qin Yu. But he came back so late, it was almost ten o'clock, so he must be a little moody.

"I'm sorry, Wei'er, today is a special situation, so I won't keep you waiting for a long time next time. Let's go to the night market, and I'll treat you to a barbecue!"

Qin Yu scratched his head and felt that his sister was gradually losing the image of a sister in front of him. How should I put it, she looks exactly like a little girlfriend.

"I'm not going! The company called and I have to go there early tomorrow morning!"

After Qin Weier finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the community.

"Weier, don't be angry!"

Qin Yu followed behind, so he could only be careful.

"I am not angry!"

Qin Weier turned around. She was wearing high-heeled boots and was almost as tall as Qin Yu. He just said it without anger, but his pretty face was tense.

"Well, let me tell you a joke!"

When he was a child, when his sister got angry, Qin Yu would tell her jokes. This trick works quite well.

"Well it has to be funny!"

Qin Weier emphasized.

"it is good"

Qin Yu scratched his head and began to think about it. After a few seconds, he said: "In the past, there was a monk who made a request to his disciples when he was dying. He wanted to see a woman. Disciples I felt that it was not easy for the master. He had never seen a woman in his life, so he agreed to this request.

So, he found a beautiful woman from the bottom of the mountain and told her to leave nothing behind when she saw the old monk so that the old monk could see clearly. The beautiful woman accepted the money, and after seeing the old monk, she naturally followed the instructions and stripped herself naked. Guess, what were the old monk’s last words? "

"You think these disciples are very filial?"

Qin Weier tilted her head and asked after thinking for a moment.

"No, the old monk said he is no different from a nun!"

"Hahaha"

Qin Weier was indeed amused. After a few seconds, she opened her arms and said, "I will forgive you this time, carry me upstairs!"

"Ok!"

Qin Yu knelt down and waited for his sister to lie on his back, then walked into the villa and reached the second floor with his arms around her legs.

"Hey, why isn't the house warm?"

As soon as he entered the room, Qin Yu felt something was wrong.

"I forgot to tell you that the property management of the community has notified me that the equipment is broken and will not be repaired until tomorrow. So, I can only stand outside and wait for you!"

Qin Weier said.

"What should we do? Why don't we stay in a hotel?"

Qin Yu thought for a moment and said. I'm fine, I'm not afraid of the cold at all, but my sister is an ordinary person, so it will definitely be cold at night without heating.

"No, it's a waste of money to go to a hotel. Besides, I didn't make a bed for you. Let's squeeze in at night!"

Qin Weier took Qin Yu's arm and said.

"what?"

Qin Yu looked embarrassed. There was only one bed, how could the two of them be crowded together?