作者: Bitter Days 機械翻訳
As Jing Xiaxi spoke, she pulled Liang Yunsheng into the hall and walked upstairs.
2"What?" Liang Yunsheng was shocked by Jing Xiaxi's words. She knew that Yin Qianchen and Grandpa Yin were completely different, but why did they start arguing at home so brazenly?
2Liang Yunsheng had noticed that Yin Qianchen had never called him Grandpa Yin before. This was clearly a complete confrontation with him.
2She thought that with so many people here today, there wouldn't be any father-son feuds, but...
2What exactly would cause them to go to war and quarrel?
Because Grandfather Yin was obviously very dissatisfied with her, Liang Yunsheng was a little uncertain. She didn't want to think that they would fight over her, but now, she felt that they might as well. At least it was a small matter.
2Jing Xiaxi pulled Liang Yunsheng to the third floor. Outside a carved solid wood door, there was a group of nervous servants.
"Miss Xiaxi, Miss Yunsheng." The middle-aged butler bowed slightly to the two people who were walking towards them.
2"Uncle Yan, what's going on in there? Are they still fighting?" Jing Xiaxi asked.
2Before Uncle Yan could answer, he heard a bang from inside, as if something had hit the door.
2"This..." Liang Yunsheng frowned slightly. She was a little nervous.
2Why was this old man in a wheelchair fighting with Yin Qianchen?
2"Let's take a look!" Jing Xiaxi looked at Liang Yunsheng. The two of them looked at each other and nodded, deciding what to do next.
2"Master Yin, third young master, it's me, Xiaxi. Yunsheng and I are here. Can we come in now?" Jing Xiaxi knocked on the door.
2After Jing Xiaxi knocked, there was the sound of something being smashed inside.
2Liang Yunsheng and Jing Xiaxi were both shocked. Liang Yunsheng didn't care about etiquette and knocked on the door herself. "Yin Qianchen, what are you doing inside?"
2"If it's not possible, just open the door from the outside."
2The one who spoke was Yin Junze.
2"Young master, only you have this key. Besides you, who else is going to open this door?" Uncle Yan said to Yin Junze with a little compliment.
2Yin Junze raised the corners of his lips. Obviously, he enjoyed such compliments.
Liang Yunsheng pursed her lips and took a step back slightly. She didn't want to be too close to Yin Junze.
2"Young master." Jing Xiaxi also looked at Yin Junze.
2Finally, Yin Junze looked helpless. He took out the key to the study from his pocket and slowly opened the door. He shook his head. "I'm also afraid of third brother. If he does something outrageous, it will be terrible."
2"Don't slander me!" Liang Yunsheng glared at Yin Junze who spoke rudely.
2Yin Qianchen was cold-blooded, but he wasn't a person who had completely lost his humanity. No matter what, Yin Xiao was still his father. He couldn't call him Father, or he could look down on the Yin family. However, he wouldn't be as rebellious as Yin Junze had said.
2Otherwise...
2Yin Qianchen might have already used his own method to deal with Yin Xiao.
The door was wide open. Liang Yunsheng couldn't be bothered to say another word to Yin Junze. She turned around and hurriedly ran in...
2作者: Bitter Days 機械翻訳
Liang Yunsheng didn't care about Yin Junze anymore. Jing Xiaxi followed behind Liang Yunsheng.
2Fortunately, things weren't as bad as they had imagined. It was just a mess of things on the ground. It was obvious that Old Master Yin had grabbed them randomly from his hands and thrown them at Yin Qianchen.
2When they entered the study, they saw this scene.
Yin Qianchen's hands were in his pockets. He bent down and leaned his upper body forward, close to Yin Xiao's ear. He bit deeply and his brows were tightly knitted. He raised his brows slightly.
2It was as if he had said something fierce.
2He must have sensed that someone had come in from behind.
Yin Qianchen didn't get angry over the person who had suddenly barged in behind him. He slowly straightened his body and snorted lightly, "I hope Master Yin has heard what I said. I won't say the same thing twice."
2"You! Unfilial son! This is how you treat... Yin Qianchen!" Yin Xiao said.
2Jing Xiaxi quickly ran behind the old man and gently touched his back to help him breathe. She looked at Yin Qianchen and said, "Third young master, just don't say too much."
2Liang Yunsheng came forward and gently pulled on the corner of Yin Qianchen's shirt.
2Yin Qianchen turned his head and looked at her indifferently. He gently touched her head with one hand and said, "Let's go..."
2"Ah, yes, okay!" Liang Yunsheng nodded.
2Yin Qianchen held her hand and went downstairs, ignoring Yin Xiao, who was still angry, and Yin Junze behind them.
2"What just happened?" Liang Yunsheng didn't know if she could follow him and ask these questions, but she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
2"Nothing, I just gave him a little warning." Yin Qianchen shook his head gently.
2"Are you going home now?" Liang Yunsheng asked again.
2She thought the answer should be so certain, but Yin Qianchen's words surprised her.
"Later. Let's do something." Yin Qianchen used his left hand to hold Liang Yunsheng's right hand.
2Liang Yunsheng was stunned. She felt that holding his hand was a little strange, so she quickly held Yin Qianchen's hand and opened his palm. She saw that there was a shallow but very long wound on his palm.
2"We're not doing anything now! We have to quickly treat your wound! What's going on?" Liang Yunsheng was a little anxious.
2However, the injured person wasn't as nervous as she was. Yin Qianchen pursed his lips lightly and turned his palm around to cover the wound.
2"When the old man threw the first vase at me, I wasn't prepared. I used my hand to block it and accidentally hurt myself." Yin Qianchen didn't care at all.
2"Don't you need to be treated? Don't you feel any pain?" He wasn't anxious, but Liang Yunsheng was. This wound wasn't small. Why did it seem like he didn't feel any pain at all!
2"It doesn't matter. We'll talk about it when we get back..." At this time, the two of them had just turned down the stairs and arrived at the junction between the hall on the ground floor and the second floor.
2The hall was playing slow waltz music. Yin Qianchen seemed to have suddenly thought of something and said indifferently, "Why don't we go back after this dance?"
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