An Quancheng was sitting on the sofa, looking straight ahead with a serious expression. As the head of the An family, his majestic image had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
I heard the mum and daughter's whispers in my ears.
Although he wanted to interrupt the topic, An Quancheng endured it.
Su Yan sat next to An Yuanyao, with the word happiness written all over her face. The smile on her face never faded the moment she entered this home.
Although she had asked it many times, she still took the trouble to ask again.
"Boy or girl?"
"Mom...I've said it many times, but I still can't see it now!"
"I forgot again, look at my memory!"
With these words in her mouth, Su Yan responded with a smile, and afterwards she spoke as if talking to herself.
"If only it were a boy...a boy..."
"snort!"
Before Su Yan finished speaking, An Quancheng, who was sitting alone in the middle of the sofa, snorted coldly and immediately attracted the attention of the mother and daughter.
Su Yan, who had been smiling just now, turned dark when she heard her husband's cold snort.
An Quancheng saw it out of the corner of his eye, his body immediately tensed up a little, and he spoke.
"Humph, why don't you live in the villa I prepared for you."
After hearing her father's words, An Yuanyao's expression became helpless.
"Dad...I told you I don't like such a big house, but this home is quite nice. Although it's not big, I feel very warm."
"That's right, children can live wherever they like. You always like to arrange things that children find objectionable!"
After saying this, Su Yan took her daughter's hand and walked towards the bedroom.
"Come, let me see the room you live in."
As the mother and daughter entered the house, An Quancheng, who was sitting on the sofa, maintained his serious expression for a while. After a while, he let out a long breath.
"call……"
After exhaling this breath, An Quancheng's majestic expression suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his originally straight waist also bent a little after exhaling this breath.
Liu Changqing went to pick up his daughter from school.
An Yuanyao's younger brother An Qianxun and his wife went to buy vegetables that would be used later, while their children were placed in the stroller.
He is sleeping soundly not far away.
Only An Quancheng and his grandson were left in the house.
Sitting on the sofa, An Quancheng looked forward.
After a while, as if he was tired from sitting, he stood up, lowered his footsteps, and walked a few steps slowly.
It's like visiting a living room.
It didn't last long.
An Quancheng stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, not knowing what was going on in his mind.
After a while, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
The steps were very slow and the footsteps barely made any sound.
Quietly, he came to the bedroom door where the mother and daughter had just entered. He tilted his head and held the door frame with one hand, but his ear was pressed against the door.
In a very funny way, he was eavesdropping.
In this way, he vaguely seemed to hear something coming from inside the house...
[Have you recently...]
【Mom, what are you talking about!】
[Let me tell you, you are pregnant with two children now. If he wants to, you can’t...]
【Have you ever told me yet?】
The sound is intermittent and doesn't sound very clear.
An Quancheng changed his position and adjusted himself.
I didn't notice this time, and accidentally touched the door of the house, and immediately made a "dong" sound that was neither too big nor too small.
His expression was stunned.
【Who is outside?】
Hearing the voice of his old woman in the house, An Quancheng immediately strode to the seat where he was just now and sat down in a running posture that did not suit his age and image.
The waist straightened up.
"Click."
The bedroom door was pushed open, Su Yan poked her head out of the house, looked at the living room, and then locked eyes with her old man.
She couldn't get enough of him.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked her husband, who was sitting on the sofa with his back straight.
"Was that you just now?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I haven't even moved here the whole time."
"Yeah……"
An Yuanyao stood up at this time.
She grabbed her mother and said.
"Dad is not that kind of person... I must have heard wrongly."
After saying that, he pulled his mother into the bedroom again.
With the sound of the door closing, An Quancheng relaxed again.
But this time, he didn't eavesdrop in front of the bedroom door. Instead, he sat on the sofa and looked at the stroller not far away.
As if in a daze.
Time passes minute by minute.
Women seem to have endless topics to talk about whenever they get together. Obviously, this is the case for mother and daughter Su Yan and An Yuanyao.
An Quancheng sat alone on the sofa in a daze for who knows how long. It was not until the door was opened that he took his eyes away from the stroller.
Saw Liu Changqing and his daughter entering the house.
An Quancheng's eyes stayed on Liu Xiazhi's little face for a moment, and then some subtle changes occurred in his expression.
He recognized her at a glance.
After all... Liu Xiazhi's appearance is very similar to Li Wanran's when she was a child.
Memories...seem to emerge again.
Seeing An Quancheng staring at her, having never seen this fierce-looking old man before, Liu Xiazhi felt obviously a little scared. She subconsciously grabbed her father's clothes and hid quietly behind him.
Only half of his face was exposed.
Liu Changqing noticed his daughter's behavior.
He raised his hand and patted her, then faced An Quancheng with a smile and said hello.
"Dad, why are you alone in the living room?"
"Your mother and Yaoyao are talking in the house."
After saying this, An Quancheng looked away from the two of them, his expression unchanged from beginning to end.
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yan and An Yuanyao, who were in the bedroom, heard the noise, opened the door and walked out.
Su Yan, who was walking at the front, immediately spotted Liu Xiazhi hiding behind Liu Changqing, looking at her eyes widened out of curiosity.
Full of smiles.
"This is Xia Zhi, she looks so cute!"
Approaching Liu Changqing and his daughter, Su Yan bent down slightly, stretched out her hand and gently placed her palm on her head, smoothing it twice.
When Liu Changqing saw his mother-in-law's friendly gesture, the last trace of worry in his heart disappeared. He turned his head and spoke softly to his daughter who was hiding behind him.
"Say hello to grandma."
Hearing his father's voice, Liu Xiazhi hesitated for a while, and finally chose to walk out from behind Liu Changqing, bowed to Su Yan, and said.
"Hello grandma!"
After finishing speaking, Liu Xiazhi bowed again to An Quancheng, who was sitting on the sofa.
"Hello grandpa!"
Looking at Liu Xiazhi's move, an imperceptible smile appeared on An Quancheng's lips. Although it was only momentary, it definitely appeared.
Then he nodded and signaled.
When Su Yan heard Liu Xiazhi's greetings, she was filled with joy. At the same time as she said hello, as if she thought of something, she came to where she put her bag and took out a beautifully packaged box.
He returned to Liu Xiazhi and handed it over.
Liu Xiazhi originally didn't dare to take it, but when she saw the nods from her father Liu Changqing and her mother An Yuanyao, she stretched out her little hand and took it.
Open the box.
When she saw what was in the box, Liu Xiazhi's expression immediately became surprised.