Chatper 49 (1/2)

Qin Yiyue discovered that He Qiaoyan was really a local tyrant with a very regular life, and for Xiaobao's sake, he transferred all his work and entertainment to the time that an ordinary father could spend with his child.

Even a little doctor like her can't do it, but someone as busy as He Qiaoyan can do it.

The three of them sat at the dining table and had breakfast together.

Almost finished eating, He Qiaoyan said: "I'm going out today to deal with some things, you take Xiaobao with you."

"I'll go home during the day. Is it okay to take him there?"

"It's okay, just stay with him."

"Well, then I'm fine."

After He Qiaoyan finished speaking, he went upstairs to change his clothes for going out.

Qin Yiyue finished her breakfast, went to the back garden with Xiaobao to water the flowers for a while, and then drove home.

Xiaobao wrote on the small tablet: "Dad said grandma was sick, is it true?"

"Grandma has a cold, maybe seeing you will make her feel better."

An awkward expression flashed across Xiaobao's fleshy face, and he wrote after a while: "I'm not a doctor."

"But grandma likes you. She will be very happy to see you, and she will recover quickly."

Xiao Bao nodded and turned to look out the car window.

There is a bus passing by outside the window, and it is full of people.

Xiaobao looked a little nervous.

Qin Yiyue noticed Xiaobao's strangeness, and kept this little move in her heart.

When Qin Yiyue arrived home holding Xiaobao's little hand, Luo Mingmei was already busy in the kitchen.

Seeing this, Qin Yiyue said dissatisfiedly: "Ms. Luo, why are you still in poor health? I'll do something for you! Can you give me some sense of presence?"

"Knowing that my little grandson is coming, does it make sense for me not to make some specialty pastries?" Luo Mingmei snorted.

After Qin Yiyue let Xiaobao move freely, she went into the kitchen and touched Luo Mingmei's forehead with her hand, "Fortunately, I don't have a fever."

"My physical fitness is not bad." Luo Mingmei said with a smile and took out the cake that had just been sprinkled with cream and small fruits, "Honey, try the cake that grandma just made."

Xiaobao looked at the cake with glowing eyes, and wrote, "Mommy did it too."

"Her cooking must not be as delicious as grandma's."

Qin Yiyue coughed a few times, "Ahem, I'm still at the scene, please be careful when you speak."

"With my little grandson present, you are already transparent."

Qin Yiyue shrugged her shoulders indifferently, seeing that Xiaobao did not reject Luo Mingmei, so she went upstairs to the study she shared with her father to see if she could find some clues.

Qin Yiyue flipped through her father's design drawings for a while, then sat behind the big desk and opened the drawer on the right.

Although her father can save phone numbers with his mobile phone, he still writes the phone number in a special phone book for easy search and backup.

Qin Yiyue opened the small phone book, found a phone number of a colleague who had a good relationship with her father, and dialed it.

The call was quickly connected.

Qin Yiyue said: "Uncle He, hello. I'm Qin Yiyue."

"Xiaoyue, hello, hello. You called me to find out about your father?"

"Yes, my dad suddenly had such a thing, and my mother and I didn't know what to do for a while? We have to ask Uncle He to see if there is any way to solve this problem. "

"I've been watching this matter recently. Those people deliberately harmed your father. I have read all the evidence they so-called. The layman doesn't know the seriousness of it. If you believe in the evidence, people in the industry will know it if they are careful. .”

Qin Yiyue couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she heard the words, "If the experts in the industry that the court finds are bought by those people, my father will be in danger."