Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

"You're back so soon?" Yun Leng was a little confused when he saw Qu Yizhao.

"Ah, why don't you come back, I'm so embarrassed, I haven't seen you for more than ten years... What can I say..."

Qu Yizhao scratched his face and sighed deeply.

And looking at the posture of old man Qu Yi, tsk...

Whoever wants to go will go, anyway, she won't go.

It's not that she has a problem with her head, she clearly knows that the other party doesn't like her very much, but she still foolishly approaches her.

After staying in the dormitory for a while, someone knocked on the dormitory door.

Qu Yizhao was sitting on the upper bunk, and she urged Yun Leng: "Go, go and open the door, I can't get off on the upper bunk."

Yun Leng: "..."

Still honestly went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Yun Leng saw an old woman with a kind face. He was stunned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Qu Yichao."

Although it is already seventy years old, the old woman's voice is still like a yellow oriole singing green, and people can't help but look at her more.

Qu Yizhao also heard someone looking for her, the voice should be very young.

As a result, Qu Yichao leaned over...

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"Well, grandma, what can you do for me?"

Qu Yizhen said in embarrassment, just as she slipped away, the other party came to find her. Could it be Xingshi who asked her to blame her?

"I just wanted to come and see you."

The old woman didn't care about Qu Yizhao's behavior at all, and said with a smile.

She looked at the young man in front of her and couldn't help but sighed.

"Let's go outside and talk."

The old man said softly.

"Okay." Qu Yizhao was slightly startled, and nodded.

Two people are sitting in a cafe.

Qu Yizhao took a dessert that was more suitable for the elderly, and then ordered milk that was not too sweet, and then returned to their seats.

After Qu Yizhao prepared a meal for Mrs. Qu, he asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Do you resent us?"

Mrs. Qu pinched her coat a little nervously and asked.

Qu Yizhao smiled, a little indifferently, "No, why should I resent you?"

Qu Yizhao had clear eyes and a sunny smile, as if he really didn't resent them.

"Then..." Mrs. Qu couldn't help but take another look at Qu Yizhao.

But before he finished speaking, Qu Yizhao continued indifferently: "Is there anything worthy of my resentment?"

It's not that she doesn't resent, it's that they don't deserve her resentment.

Mrs. Qu seemed to understand what Qu Yizhao meant, and couldn't help turning pale.

"Don't think too much, I don't mean to resent."

Seeing Mrs. Qu's complexion turned a little pale, Qu Yizhao couldn't help but say.

She cut the pastry for Mrs. Qu, and she was a little confused. Could it be that there is something wrong with what she just said?

Mrs. Qu nodded, and then looked at Qu Yizhao with loving eyes.

She spoke slowly: "You look a lot like your mother, but your lines are also a bit like your father..."

Qu Yizhao listened to Mrs. Qu's narration.

"Your father and mother have known each other since they were young. They are childhood sweethearts. I also like your mother. Your mother was like a little old lady when she was young. She was so serious!"

Having said that, Mrs. Qu couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, your father is different. He is not honest at all. He always likes to bully your mother. Every time he bullies your mother to the point of tears. And your father liked to fight very much when he was a child. The children in the whole compound were afraid of him. Afraid of being beaten by him!"

Mrs. Qu took a small pastry, she took a bite, couldn't help squinting her eyes, and said, "How do you know I like this?"