Chapter 697: 699 Father and Son Soldiers_1
Hearing Che Huan’s voice, their gaze rested on her face, which once again turned into a color palette.
At the same time, the little one’s voice filled the living room.
"Great-grandfather, great-grandmother, isn’t this the goddaughter that Third Great-Uncle took in? How can she be so rude!"
The old lady looked at the little one, "Yeah, I was wondering the same thing."
The old man remained silent.
Fang Tong stood at the door, her face crimson.
The little one glanced over, "Her face is as red as a monkey’s butt, and she still wants to compete with Huanhuan for Huo Jinnan."
The old lady, "..."
The old man, "..."
Che Huan, "..."
The three of them looked towards the little one’s direction together.
The little one looked down, "Sorry, I just told the truth."
Huo Jinnan sat there, his large hand stroking the little one’s head, "Being honest is also a virtue."
The old lady, "..."
The old man, "..."
Che Huan, "..."
The old lady and the old man glanced at each other, they had just been saying that this viper resembled Xiaosan a bit, but after hearing this, it seemed the child really took after their father.
Che Huan could hardly bear to look at Fang Tong’s face anymore, father and son going into battle was one thing, but this was a bit too formidable. With such an exchange, even the most cultured person couldn’t maintain their composure, let alone Fang Tong, whose upbringing didn’t seem to be that good.
The old lady looked at Fang Tong, who was standing there trembling all over, and then her gaze fell on the little one, thinking she was usually quite sharp-tongued, but Xiaowei was even more so. Fang Tong could have just taken her words and left, but she insisted on facing the confrontation head-on. Well, let her be!
"Auntie, what happened to your face? Did you mess up your makeup?"
Qin Ruosu’s voice resounded in the silent living room.
Fang Tong looked down at Qin Ruosu, "Yes, what’s with the makeup these days, why is it all so inferior?"
Thinking of the message that Huo Minhan had sent her, claiming that Uncle didn’t like Aunt Fang Tong, and if she helped Huo Minhan, he would often bring Uncle to her house, Qin Ruosu let out an "Oh," "But your complexion looks better again? What magical makeup."
"..."
Fang Tong, not knowing how to respond to Qin Ruosu, was momentarily at a loss for words.
Qin Ruochen took Qin Ruosu by the hand, "Yuanyuan, what are you doing standing by the door? Come on in."
Qin Ruosu sounded an "Oh," letting go of Fang Tong’s hand, "Aunt Fang Tong, if you like standing, you keep standing, I’m going in first, okay?"
Taking one last glance at Fang Tong’s facial expression, Qin Ruosu silently apologized in her heart, sorry, but I love Oppa, not my auntie!
"..."
Fang Tong saw Tuantuan and Yuanyuan holding hands and stepping in. To leave now would be even more humiliating! Both of them were granddaughters of the Qin Family, so why was it her who had to leave!
She stood in the entryway, found a pair of slippers she used to wear from the shoe cabinet, put them on, set down her bag, and seeing Qin Ruosu sitting next to Huo Jinnan, she walked over and sat down beside Qin Ruosu.
The old lady felt increasingly uncomfortable as she watched. What was she implying with that seating choice!
Thinking that Huanhuan, who was pregnant, needed to stay cheerful, she turned to Fang Tong, "Tongtong, go to the kitchen and ask Auntie Fu to wash some fruit and bring it over."
Fang Tong understood the old lady’s meaning. They were both granddaughters, but the favoritism was too blatant, wasn’t it?
Recalling the DNA test results, they still refused to acknowledge her as Qin Moting’s daughter, she felt uncomfortable all over!
Fang Tong turned to Che Huan, "How are dad and mom doing?"
Che Huan smiled gracefully, "Tongtong, you got it wrong. Aren’t you the goddaughter of Third Uncle? You should be calling them Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt."
