MTL - Group Pet Little Fat Baby: I Have Four Big Daddies-Chapter 811 Grandson of Matsuyama Fu's Parents

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  How fierce the smashing was in the first two days, how difficult it will be in the future, it can only be said that it is self-inflicted.

   "Luo Wen." Ye Qianning called out, withdrawing his gaze.

   "Miss, what's your order?"

   "Did Luo Feng and the others ever leave?"

"not yet."

   "Let Luo Feng follow me to the Yanhui Inn."

   "Yes, this subordinate will let you find it."

  Ye Qianning nodded. The three children stayed in the inn for a few days, and their tempers have not been restrained. The Four Kingdoms Chamber of Commerce will arrive in the blink of an eye, and they will not be able to stay in Dayu City for a few days.

  —

  Goose returns to the inn.

  The shopkeeper came down from upstairs, and saw Ye Qianning stepping in at a glance, trotted up to greet him with bright eyes: "Miss Ye, why are you free?"

   "Could it be possible that the shopkeeper gave my room to someone else?" Ye Qianning asked with a smile.

   "No way, it's an honor for Ms. Ye to live in our inn. Even if Ms. Ye can't stay, we can't let others use the room you lived in."

   "Oh? Why is that?"

   "Miss Ye is like a celestial being, we have to confess the room she slept in." The shopkeeper was half joking, half serious, that was called a courtesy.

  Ye Qianning was amused by his appearance: "The shopkeeper can really talk."

  The shopkeeper greeted that smile, and immediately felt that it was worth it, and the room had to be paid for!

  "Shopkeeper, how are those children from the past few days?" Ye Qianning walked upstairs.

  The shopkeeper followed behind: "It wasn't so fierce when I first came here, but I don't go out all day, and Xiao Er just puts the food at the door on weekdays. The doctor will go once a day, and the doctor said that the injuries have improved."

  Ye Qianning nodded and went upstairs, turned around the corridor and came to the door of the room.

  The shopkeeper hurried up and knocked on the door.

   There was silence inside the door.

   "Little brother, are you there?" The shopkeeper knocked a few more times and still no one answered: "Miss Ye, look?"

   "Luo Feng." Ye Qianning called lightly.

  Luo Feng immediately stepped forward and put his hand on the door.

'bump'

  The sound was not loud, and the door was shaken open by internal force.

  Ye Qianning walked into the room, glanced around, and saw the figure of a young man beside the bed. Although he had changed into clean clothes, his hair was still uncombed.

   It is obvious that it has been washed, but the face is still dirty, smeared like ash from the bottom of a pot.

  The same goes for the other two, one sitting on the bed and the other curled up beside the bed.

  The older boy stood with vigilance in his eyes, and was surprised to see the vigilance of the visitor.

   "They're all awake, why didn't the shopkeeper say anything when he knocked on the door?" Ye Qianning asked coldly.

  The boy's eyes were full of indifference.

   "Sister... sister." The little doll on the bed babbled.

  Because he was a little small, and his voice was not very clear due to illness, a pair of misty eyes stared at Ye Qianning.

  Ye Qianning glanced lightly, but did not linger, and then looked at the boy again: "Are you dumb?"

  The boy still didn't speak.

  The little baby on the bed had its mouth deflated, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

   "Shopkeeper, you go down first, after today, we won't pay for staying in the inn." Ye Qianning said coldly.

   "Okay." The shopkeeper responded, and looked at the boy before leaving: "When you meet a good person like Miss Ye, you can have fun secretly, and get angry, hey."

  The shopkeeper left, Luo Feng closed the door.

   "Songshan Fu Family, if I guess right, you are the grandson of the Fu family, Fu Chenyu." Ye Qianning cut to the chase.

  The boy's pupils were startled, and he immediately grabbed the sharp knife hidden on the bed and held it in his hand: "Who... are you?"