Hubby, Please Spare Me

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hospital

Yan Yan entered the ward wearing a hoodie, put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head to look at the old man on the bed, and looked at it for a while.

"Dad, do you look like your mother?" Yan Yan asked, looking up.

Shen Mochen didn't know why Yan Yan suddenly asked this and replied very seriously: "I heard that I look like my grandma."

Yan Yan grinned, "Congratulations, it's a long choice, it's not like your grandfather."

Shen Aiguo: "..."

Is this kid curve saying that he doesn't look good?

Originally, he only looked at the child a bit like Shen Mochen and was still skeptical. He thought it was Shen Mochen who lied to him. Now when he listens to the child's tone and character, he will be angry with him just like his father.

He couldn't run away, his grandson's son.

"What's your mother...?" Mr. Shen asked hoarsely.

Yan Yan scratched his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry about my mother, my mother is a fan."

"Do you not have a mother?" Mr. Shen said sympathetically.

Yan Yan looked up at Shen Mochen and said with a smile: "It seems that your IQ is also inherited from your grandma."

Shen Aiguo: "..."

He looked at Shen Mochen and asked, "Why didn't the child's mother come?"

"Grandpa, this matter is hard to say. You first get sick and wait for you to get better, and then tell you." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

Mr. Shen is an impatient man, patting the bed, banging, and commanding: "Now tell me."

Yan Yan was taken aback, covering her chest, and said in disgust: "Ah, mother, you are so old, you have a long temper, and you don't stop when you are a patient. Can you be a qualified patient quietly?"

Shen Aiguo stopped patting the bed and looked at Yan Yan.

"In a nutshell, my mother couldn't see your grandson. I came to see you secretly. If my mother knew that I had come in secret, you would never see me again." Yan Yan explained.

Grandpa Shen understood, igniting Shen Mochen and said, "You will marry his mother soon."

"Well." Shen Mochen responded with a sound, standing upright, with confidence in his mind.

Mr. Shen looked at him very calmly, threw the pillow, and smashed it on Shen Mochen. He said: "You are not going fast, don't forget, you are married, I will give you the company."

"That, Grandpa." Yan Yan moved a chair and sat in front of Grandpa Shen's bed, and said seriously: "Let's not make it too complicated. I'm your grandson's only son. Your grandson is old. After that, the company is going to give it to me, so you can give it to me directly, and I will worry about saving myself. As for the issue of marriage, there are many girls chasing me, and I will never let you down."

Old Master Shen looked at Yan Yan.

This kid, what he said was kind and sound, sounds reasonable.

Shen Mochen couldn't help laughing, and looked at Yan Yan's eccentric appearance, just like Shui Miaomiao.

"Which handsome is my dad?" Mr. Shen asked, looking at Yan Yan.

"We want to see the essence through the phenomenon. It is superficial. It's called superficial. When you look at it, it's the charm from the inside." Yan Yan said seriously, and his expression was vivid.

Grandpa Shen listened to this, as if to praise him, but it seemed not.

"Which of your IQ, my dad, is high?" Mr. Shen asked again.

"A person who concentrates on what he does will do well. You are such a senior, and you are still obsessed with IQ. You are not high, you are not high, you are higher than a new level, you can't measure it with any instrument. "Yan Yan said with certainty.