Chapter 923 What Happened to the Photo

"Humph." Cheng Xiaobao wrinkled his delicate eyebrows, "I don't want to show off. Xuanxuan doesn't cook and doesn't want takeout, so I have to eat the food you cooked."

Looking at his son's attitude, Yan Shiting understood immediately with his intelligence, "Xiaobao, are you angry that your father hasn't come home these days?"

Cheng Xiaobao turned his head and ignored him. He didn't deny it, which meant that he was right.

Yan Shiting took the initiative to hold the little guy's little body on his lap, "Son, dad is very busy with work these days. He is almost always abroad discussing overseas business."

"Then you didn't take the initiative to tell Xuanxuan..." The young voice was very dissatisfied.

"Your mother didn't ask me. Not a single phone call, not a single text message, not a single email. I told my assistant. If she asked about my whereabouts and answered truthfully, she didn't even bother." Yan Shiting was also quite impressed. depressed.

"Xuanxuan is a girl, you can't let her take the initiative..."

"How could I not take the initiative?" Yan Shiting's cold voice was full of tenderness, "I hate doing housework the most. For her, I have been cooking at home for the past two months. Originally, I wanted to tell her where I was. , I’m angry with her.”

"Why are you angry at Xuanxuan?"

"I proposed to Yingxuan in the office, in front of Yang Qian. She actually rejected me." The stern face was filled with disappointment, "Tell me, what should I do now?"

"You can't blame Xuanxuan." Cheng Xiaobao thought for a moment, "If you want to blame it, just blame the elders of the Yan family."

Don't even look at the faces of those old guys, his own grandson.

"The elders of the Yan family are prejudiced against Yingxuan..." Yan Shiting started to speak, but was interrupted by Xiaobao, "That's not just a small matter of prejudice. It's simply incompatible."

Yan Shiting's eyebrows furrowed, "This problem seems to have to be solved..."

"The Yan family has a prejudice against my mother because of her origin." Cheng Xiaobao sighed, "You can't solve this problem."

"There's nothing that can't be solved." Yan Shiting's eyes were indifferent, like a god without joy or anger, "The worst possible outcome is to sever ties with the Yan family."

Cheng Xiaobao's eyes were full of surprise, "Are you willing?"

"For your mother, I am willing to do anything." The tone was extremely firm.

"So, you won't marry Yang Qian?" the little guy asked seriously.

"Won't."

Cheng Xiaobao was very satisfied with his father's affirmative answer, and suddenly thought of something, "Then why did you go to the hospital to see Yang Qian?"

"Why are you looking at Yang Qian?" Yan Shiting narrowed his sharp eyes, "When did I go to the hospital to see her?"

"Just the night before yesterday, Yang Qian sent a photo of you visiting her in the hospital to Xuanxuan's phone." The childish voice was full of accusations, "Yang Qian in the photo was wearing patient clothes, and she was beside the hospital bed. You Standing very close to her."

When Yan Shiting heard this, his thoughts changed slightly, and he immediately knew what was going on, "Yang Qian, that bitch who knows how to gossip! I promise you, I have never visited her."

"Then how come she has photos of you in the ward where she lives?" Cheng Xiaobao asked.

"It's Mrs. Yan who is sick." Yan Shiting said expressionlessly, "I was busy with work, so I rushed to the hospital to see grandpa as soon as I got off the plane. Yang Qian pretended to be unconscious and fell into the hospital, and was in the same hospital as grandpa. I went to grandpa When I was in the ward, Yang Qian happened to be visiting grandpa."