"Grandpa Han, what are you talking about?" Yi Yao asked.
"It's nothing." Han Zhenglong waved his hand, "Then I won't disturb you, and you can take your time to clean up."
After speaking, Han Zhenglong stood up and left, followed closely by Yi Yao, "I'll see you off."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he met Han Shaoqing who came to look for Yi Yao.
Han Shaoqing subconsciously exclaimed, "Grandpa, why are you here?"
This short sentence revealed Han Zhenglong's identity that he had hidden for many days, which made Yi Yao extremely surprised.
"Are you Han Shaoqing's great-grandfather?" Yi Yao asked doubtfully.
Before Han Zhenglong could speak, Han Shaoqing took over the topic with an outspoken voice, "Yeah, don't you know?"
After saying that, Han Shaoqing seemed to remember something and raised his eyebrows, "Old man, you are not doing it for my little..."
"What the hell, you brat, you've been away from home for so long and haven't come back. Of course I came here to find you."
Han Zhenglong suddenly slapped Han Shaoqing on the mouth without any mercy, and his voice was clear and clear to the ears.
The stinging pain hit, Han Shaoqing frowned, quickly covered his face and hid back, unable to help but complain.
"Grandpa, this is not at home. Can you give me some face? I am an adult after all."
"You are a shitty adult." Han Zhenglong mercilessly destroyed the situation. "You are such a grown-up person. If you don't do anything serious, you just like those useless toys all day long."
When Han Zhenglong said this, Han Shaoqing retorted angrily, "Aren't you the same? There are still various models in the study."
The grandfather and grandson were complaining to each other, and Yi Yao could not help but stare blankly at the side, his mouth slightly opened, and his pupils gradually dilated.
Obviously, he did not expect that Han Zhenglong, who had always been serious, was actually an old naughty boy.
Yi Yao finally understood whose temper Han Shaoqing had followed. Love was passed down from generation to generation, and it was passed on so thoroughly.
After a while, Han Shaoqing and Han Zhenglong stopped. They didn't like each other.
Han Zhenglong straightened his clothes and said seriously, "Girl, I was really sorry for making you laugh just now."
"It's okay, it's okay." Yi Yao looked embarrassed and quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
Anyway, she had known Han Shaoqing for more than a day or two, and she had long been accustomed to this kind of fussing and unexpected state.
However, since Han Zhenglong is Han Shaoqing's great-grandfather, his identity must not be simple.
But he also said that he worked as a cleaner next door, which was probably just an excuse for the other party to hide his identity.
Yi Yao raised her eyebrows slightly. She really couldn't understand the thoughts of rich people. She liked to play role-playing every day.
Of course, no matter what Han Zhenglong's reasons were, they had nothing to do with her.
After receiving Yi Yao's answer, Han Zhenglong nodded, "That's good. I'm usually very serious."
After saying that, Han Zhenglong looked at Han Shaoqing again, "You brat, what are you doing here?"
"Leave me alone."
Han Shaoqing was stubborn and arrogant, so he would not tell Han Zhenglong his purpose.
Hearing this, Han Zhenglong was instantly annoyed and rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, "Hey, if you haven't applied Fangjie for three days, your skin will be itchy, right?"
Staring at Han Zhenglong's movements, Han Shaoqing instantly became furious and stepped back warily, not forgetting to speak harshly.
"Old man, don't mess around. Yi Yao is still here. Do you want to expose your usual style?"
Han Zhenglong, who was about to take action, hesitated because of Han Shaoqing's words and glanced at Yi Yao subconsciously.
Yi Yao smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa Han, you don't have to worry about me. If you want to teach me a lesson, just teach me a lesson."
To be honest, Yi Yao still wanted to see Han Shaoqing look defeated and smile slyly, like a fox.
With Yi Yao's affirmation, Han Zhenglong had no scruples and punched and kicked Han Shaoqing.
Although he is over seventy years old, his body is extremely strong, and he shows the aura of a man in his forties or fifties.
At first, Han Shaoqing was able to struggle for a few times, but in the end he simply collapsed and jumped around in place, shouting for help.
"Old man, I was wrong, great grandpa..."
Yi Yao, who was standing aside and watching the excitement, felt that the scene in front of her was particularly eye-catching, and she was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
Suddenly, a cold shout came, interrupting this dramatic scene. The three of them stopped and looked, and found Wei Heng standing not far away.
Her tall and straight figure looks like the protagonist from a movie, and her handsome facial features are like the darling of heaven.
The aura is colder than the cold wind, making people shiver. Just one glance, and it feels like it has been thousands of years.
Han Shaoqing was like a cat seeing a mouse, standing aside obediently, not daring to make a sound.
As Han Shaoqing's great-grandfather and Wei Heng's grandfather, Han Zhenglong is also the same.
But after all, he is an elder, and Han Zhenglong is still better than Han Shaoqing.
In order to prevent Han Shaoqing from spilling the beans, Han Zhenglong hurriedly grabbed the other person's arm and left, walking as fast as flying.
In the winter breeze, only Wei Heng and Yi Yao were left. They looked at each other, but they were speechless.
After a long time, Wei Heng stepped forward and asked, "Are you leaving Yongcheng?"
Although it was a question, he was already sure that Yi Yao would follow Xing Yan to Haicheng.
Yi Yao did not hide anything and told the truth, "Yes, now that I have found a home, I naturally want to go back."
After receiving Yi Yao's answer, Wei Heng looked angry and said, "You can't leave!"
The commanding tone was unquestionable, and Yi Yao couldn't help but feel ridiculous, "Why do you stop me?"
Before, she was still in the hospital and said grandly that her freedom would no longer be restricted. But within a few days, she started to slap her in the face.
Wei Heng insisted, "Just because I am the father of the child, even if you want to leave, you have to keep the child."
From Wei Heng's point of view, as long as the baby stays by his side, Yi Yao can't run far.
When Wei Heng said this, Yi Yao sneered, "Wei Heng, don't you think you are a very contradictory person?"
Before Wei Heng could speak, Yi Yao continued: "Don't mention anything else, let's just talk about the child. At first you told me categorically that you had been sterilized, and now you said that the child is yours. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Perhaps because she found her relatives and gave birth to a baby at the same time, Yi Yao felt much more confident than before.
When facing the powerful Wei Heng, Yi Yao dared to raise objections and no longer looked like a walking zombie.
As he spoke, Wei Heng's face gradually darkened, his eyes shone with an unfathomable glimmer, and he still refused to change his words.
"Anyway, I won't let you take the child away."
Don't even think about leaving...
After saying that, Wei Heng turned and left, leaving Yi Yao alone, with the wind slapping her cheeks.
Yi Yao was speechless and choked, "Oh, who gave you the confidence? I gave birth to the baby, why can't I take it away."
No matter what, Yi Yaoding will not let anyone take away her child.
Otherwise, she will fight the other party desperately!