Dominating the Zhan family's children and not letting go

At noon, when Marquis Xiang Ming entered the house, Ye Qianning opened her eyes again. She didn't want to have too much contact with people except her father and master.

"Pang Tuan, you're finally awake." Xiang Minghou sat on the edge of the bed, lifting Ye Qianning up and half leaning on the pillow.

"Ahem...Dad, I have a sore throat..."

Ye Qianning's voice was hoarse and she opened her mouth several times before speaking.

"Dad, I'll give you some water, please don't say anything yet." Only then did Xiang Minghou truly let go of his hanging heart.

Zhan Chi was very happy, but also a little jealous.

"The fever is gone and the brain is fine. It can be recovered after slowly taking care of it for half a month." Mr. Zhan checked the pulse and found that although he was very weak, as long as he didn't have a fever, he would be fine.

Ye Qianning twitched her little hands, her eyes slightly wary.

"Don't be afraid, I am your grandfather." Master Zhan said softly.

Ye Qianning curled her lips and said, "I...ahem...that's not the case..."

"I am really your grandfather." Master Zhan said, raising his hand and pulling Zhan Chi to his side: "If you don't believe me, ask your father."

"He's... not my father..." Ye Qianning pulled the quilt up to her nose with her little hands, revealing only two big, watery eyes.

Zhan Chi looked a little ugly and embarrassed. The little fat man had already made it clear last time, and now he might not be able to make up for it if he regrets it again.

"he is the one……"

"Uncle Zhan, do you think I don't exist?" Xiang Minghou interrupted coldly.

Master Zhan was not afraid. He turned around and said, "Marquis Ming, since you call me uncle, I also shamelessly call me an elder. I know everything about the little baby. The blood of my Zhan family cannot be left outside."

Xiang Minghou sneered, said nothing, pushed Master Zhan aside, and sat in his seat.

Ye Qianning pulled off the quilt and opened her mouth.

Xiang Minghou brought the cup to her mouth, and the villain drank most of it.

Master Zhan yelled bitterly: "Marquis Ming, you often went to Zhan's house to play when you were a child. My uncle never treated you badly. Even if the little fat girl is from Zhan's family, if you have taken her with you for these days, you can make her recognize you as her godfather." .”

Zhan Chi has no face to argue in front of Ye Qianning, and Xiang Minghou is not someone who compromises easily. It depends on whether his father can win Xiang Minghou.

"I don't want...this is my father." Ye Qianning retorted, holding Xiang Minghou's arm tightly with her little hands.

Xiang Minghou stared at the little man with a soft face and was very pleased.

"Little Fatty Zhan's family is no worse than the General's Mansion. You will know when you go there." Mr. Zhan thought how difficult the little baby could be to coax.

Ye Qianning puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "My name is not...ahem...little fat guy, my name is Ye Qianning."

Master Zhan was very embarrassed and turned around to glare at his son. Who the hell would call his daughter Fatty?

"Uncle Zhan, since you are the elder, I won't argue with you about what happened today, but I will never allow anyone to take my daughter away." Xiang Minghou expressed his attitude with a stern expression.

"Marquis Ming, my uncle knows your situation, but you can't dominate the Zhan family's children and not let go."

Ye Qianning's eyes narrowed. Although he had beheaded the old man a lot, poking his sore spot like this was a bit too much.

"Uncle Zhan, there is no need to say more. This is my child, Xiang Minghou, and no one can change it." Xiang Minghou did not give in at all.

Master Zhan was helpless, his eyes turned around and he glared at Zhan Chi again. Did he drink the northwest wind with his long mouth? I don’t know a word to say!

Zhan Chi lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose.

If he spoke, Xiang Minghou could beat him out. He also wanted to spend more time with the little fat man.