Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 163: Then say behind your back, don't let me hear it!
"Hi, hello, this belongs to Qiqi."
Lifting up the phone, Qiqi spoke sweetly first.
This was the polite language my mother taught her, and she had to speak it while answering the phone.
The other party was silent for a moment, and when Qiqi said polite words doubtfully, an awkward and rude voice sounded from the microphone, "Oh, so it's you, brat."
Qiqi frowned and corrected, "Uncle, my name is not Xiao Zaier, but Qiqi."
“...How do you know it was me?”
“I found out as soon as I heard it, Qiqi is very smart.”
The baby's little pride seems to overflow through the microphone, and the picture can easily come to people's minds.
Tied with two small milk babies, their mouths were conical and their chins slightly raised, and Chengjing's eyes were filled with affirmation and satisfaction over his arrogance.
Yanxi snorted, the corner of her mouth slightly curved, and the anger and displeasure before the phone call disappeared quietly.
“Seeing you like this, you are very happy at home?” She said.
Qiqi nodded happily, her eyes instantly turning into a crescent moon, and her voice became even sweeter, "I'm so happy! Qiqi was very happy every day now! My uncle, my great-grandfather taught me how to read, and I could write from one to a hundred. Oho! I'm not that good!"
"Hey, Uncle, I can count from one to one hundred by three and a half years old. Are you almost five years old?" As soon as those words came out, the arrogant little baby in my mind instantly froze, even the little one drooped, Yan wished, "..."
“However, Uncle's condition was better than yours when you were young. If you were taught by someone at the age of three, you would be better than Uncle.”
She definitely did not want to make the little baby happy.
Too lazy to compete with small dolls to win or lose.
However, the little baby he thought would wither, turned out to be nothing at all.
Wa’er exclaimed into the microphone as if he had not heard what he added then, “Wow, Uncle, were you so good when you were young?!”
Yanxi was slightly surprised, the corner of her mouth was getting higher.
“As expected of uncle Qi Qi!” Qi Qi went back to praising himself, and used the word "worthy" which he had recently learned from his great-grandfather.
Ginxi, "..." Okay, I'll write a word for you.
This thick-skinned person was exactly like Fu Yanchi, she was indeed Fu Yanchi's daughter.
“Where is Fu Yanchi, let him pick up the phone.”
"Dad's not home, uncle, you can call Daddy's older brother. Uh! Don't you have Dad's phone number?"
Yanxi's going black, "...Forget it if you're not here, goodbye!"
The phone closed, Qi Qi was holding the microphone with a confused face.
Why did you hang up the phone?
Why'd he call?
“Qiqi, whose phone is it?” Outside the courtyard, Mr. Fu asked casually.
"Grandfather, it was my uncle who hung up after a few words on the phone. Qiqi had no idea what was going on with her, what a pity." Putting down the microphone, Qiqi sighed like an adult.
That appearance made Zhang Xifeng and Master Fu very amused.
Hang up the phone if you hang up, it's okay to think about it, the three of them immediately forget this little episode.
Not knowing that Huicheng had been shaken several times, and all the major events that had happened had spread to Kyoto.
The other side, Kyoto.
Upscale restaurant next to the business center, with a box on the third floor.
There were quite a number of people in the private room, all of them were wealthy youths who came to eat, and they were all prominent figures among the upper circles of Kyoto, including Yan Qin.
Everyone watched his partner get beaten up, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.
Even Yanqin was just standing by the window with a calm expression.
"What about Fu Yanchi, is his life long or not, it's all my family's business, and you have half a penny for it? The next time I hear you scolding her for being short-lived, I will instantly kill you away! I'm the neighbor to your mother!"
Leaving behind the second generation ancestor, Yan Xi's sharp eyes paused on Yan Qin for a moment, and sneered, "It seems that the sick person is very offensive to my cousin, otherwise, it would be, why are you indifferent when you hear others curse your family? After living outside for a few years, the Yan family's blood has been drained?"
“Yanxi, it's just a drunken remark, no need to be too serious.” Yanqin frowned, and said helplessly, "In this circle, who hasn't been told behind his back?"
“Then say behind your back, don't let me hear it!”
Covering his disappointment towards Yanqin in his eyes, Yanxi let out a cold snort and left the box without looking back.
After he left, the other people inside the box started talking one after another, pulling the Second Generation Ancestor who was thrown into a corner.
“Sial, is Yan Xi sick? I just said too much, and he rushed in and beat up people without saying a word?” The Second Generation Ancestor covered his face and grinned in pain, and could not resist the curse.
Everyone looked at each other anxiously, not raising his words, but changing the topic.
Fu Yanchi left the capital when he was very young, and the frequency with which he returned was very small. They only knew Fu Yanchi's name, and they didn't know him at all. Some of them had never even met him.
It is only known that Fu Yanchi was the eldest son of Yan, and the future heir of the Yan family consortium. He was only known to have very poor health, and it was rumored that he would not live until the age of thirty.
So Fu Yanchi, the eldest son, did not have much influence in the Kyoto neighborhood.
However Yanxi was different, but the second generation ancestor in Kyoto and the son of a wealthy family were very familiar with Yanxi.
Four words, rich and powerful.
With his family background and background, although he was not arrogant and domineering, he only did things according to his heart, and was a dimwit. He was happy for a moment, and if he was dissatisfied, he would immediately turn his face away.
The upper-class children in Kyoto who were beaten by him ranged from fifty to forty-nine years old.
There's no other reason.
The family had a father who protected the weak.
It was someone that their father could not afford to offend him.
So regarding Yanxi, there was a consensus among Second Generation Ancestors that if you could not provoke him, then you would never provoke him.
The one in front of you, you can admit it after being beaten, who told you not to knock the door open?
As everyone changed the subject, they also quietly observed Yanqin's reaction.
Compared to the reckless calf-like Yan Xi, Yan Qin was clearly much calmer. He had just been ridiculed and ridiculed, but he also accepted it calmly.
“Young Master Qin, Huicheng has just called you to go intermediary?” Someone's eyes moved slightly, and hesitantly said, "I saw Yanxi's reaction, I'm afraid this isn't a good help."
Yan Qin hummed, walked to the dining table and sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, "Let's eat, shouldn't you guys rush back to the company to work later?"
Everyone present here has a mixed position in their respective companies. They work from nine to five, and they have to get in on time.
They had only half eaten when Yan Xi rushed in and interrupted them.
Eat and drink as if nothing had happened. To be honest, perhaps only Yanqin could do so at the moment.
After all, they had no appetite.
Along the way out of the restaurant, Yan Xi cursed.
Damn, even if you go out to eat, something bad will happen!
This is all Fu Yanchi's fault, that bastard!