Daddy Always Gets Jealous

The old lady looked at Wen Nuan’s reaction and something seemed off, why had her face gone red?

Could it be that she had taken a liking to their Xiaosan?

That made sense, Xiaosan was not only good-looking but also successful in his career. It was only natural for a young girl to be moved upon seeing him. The trouble was, Xiaosan was always so picky. He’d been introduced to countless prospects and had hundreds of blind dates, yet none had been successful!

But—

Her gaze shifted to Qin Shaojin. The fact that Xiaosan had taken the initiative to bring Nuannuan over was a bit out of the ordinary. Could it be an opportunity to play matchmaker?

Then, thinking of Nuannuan being Wen Hua’s daughter, she instantly got discouraged, fearing that Wen Hua might not like anyone from the Qin family!

Qin Shaojin sat on the side, watching the old lady’s ever-changing expressions, and touched the bridge of his nose, ”Grandma!”

The old lady came back to her senses and looked at Qin Shaojin, ”Xiaosan, why are you speaking so loudly, what’s gotten into you?”

”...”

Clearly, Qin Shaojin had noticed the smile at the corner of Wen Nuan’s mouth. He sat there and silently lit a cigarette.

Che Huan also looked at Qin Shaojin, thought of Qin Xiaosan and Huo Xiao’er, and couldn’t keep a straight face, a smirk forming as well.

Huo Jinnan sat there, glanced at Che Huan, and tightened his grip on her hand.

Che Huan quickly suppressed her smile and turned to give Huo Jinnan a warning look.

Huo Jinnan loosened his grip on Che Huan’s hand and looked at Qin Shaojin, ”Did the leader go to your place?”

”I haven’t had the chance to go back yet, not sure. Let me make a call and check.”

Qin Shaojin sat there, made a phone call, then looked at Huo Jinnan, ”Yeah, he’s already there, lying on the couch like a lord waiting to be served.”

The little guy looked dissatisfied at Qin Shaojin, ”How can you talk about Dahei like that?”

No sooner had he spoken than he sensed something was amiss. He sat there, pursing his little mouth and turned his head to Huo Jinnan, ”Daddy, what is Dahei doing at Qin Xiaosan’s place?”

Upon hearing the words ’Qin Xiaosan’, Wen Nuan was the first to let out an unseemly laugh.

Qin Shaojin glanced at the old lady with dissatisfaction.

The old lady sat there innocently, pretending to be unaware, and turned her head to converse with the old master. His nickname was none of her business. She had merely given him a milk name according to his birth order!

Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan on the side, ”Have you had your laugh?”

”Not yet.”

Wen Nuan had barely finished speaking when her voice softened a lot, ”I’ve had enough.”

Turning her head and seeing everyone laughing, Wen Nuan’s face reddened, and she secretly glared at Qin Shaojin—the hateful Qin top brand, always putting her on the spot!

Qin Moting looked at the joyous scene, his gaze falling on Wen Ru, ”You chat with Huanhuan and Nuannuan for a while, I have some business matters to discuss with Anan and Xiaosan.”

He was asking her?

Wen Ru looked at Qin Moting and responded with an ”okay”.

Qin Moting looked at Huo Jinnan, ”About the project we talked about last time, I have some thoughts. Let’s go to the study to discuss.”

Huo Jinnan held a cigarette in his hand, his eyes deep as he looked at Qin Moting.

Qin Moting stared at Huo Jinnan for a few seconds, then turned sideways, his eyes landing on Qin Shaojin, ”There’s also some contract stuff. Xiaosan, come with us.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

Qin Shaojin glanced at Huo Jinnan, and the two followed him upstairs.

In the study, Qin Moting looked at Qin Shaojin, ”Xiaosan, close the door.”

What did Uncle Four want to say?

Qin Shaojin closed the door as a matter of course, and glanced at Huo Jinnan, feeling that it might be related to Auntie Four.

Qin Moting then looked at Huo Jinnan, ”Sit.”

Huo Jinnan scanned the room and settled onto the adjacent black leather sofa. He lit a cigarette, took a drag, and held it between his fingers as he looked at Qin Moting.