"Little apple." Qiqi picked an eyebrow.

Then, Shen Qingqing immediately found the song of little apple on her mobile phone and put it on.

Music sounded in the ward, Qiqi jumped up with the rhythm.

Naturally, she didn't want to dance to her grandfather, but her parents were watching her too. Of course, Qiqi was very attentive in her performance.

After the dance, everyone clapped together. The cold old man clapped the most, clapping his hands.

"That's great, my baby. That's great! Come to my grandfather. " Cold old man opened his arm, a smile.

But Qiqi didn't want to talk to Leng Laozi at all, and then he went to Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing hugged Qiqi and handed him over to Leng Laozi.

"That's right. Let my grandfather hold me for a while. My grandfather misses you." Cold old man holding Qiqi, patting Qiqi on the back.

Although Qiqi is reluctant, but she doesn't want to make her mother angry, so she has to stay in the cold old man's arms.

Gradually, the cold old man's mood is better.

The servant quickly brought the fruit. Leng wanted to feed Qiqi the fruit, but Qiqi refused.

"I can come myself."

"It's OK, Grandpa will feed you." Old man Leng helped Qiqi peel litchi.

Qiqi shook his head and refused, "no!"

Seeing this, Shen Qingqing said with a smile, "just let her eat by herself. Don't spoil her too much. He can do these things by himself."

Cold old man originally wanted to say my granddaughter, how I want to spoil how spoil, but words to the mouth, think or swallow, after nodding, "OK, Qiqi eat."

"By the way, how is the company? Shaoyun, the smelly boy, doesn't come back to the hospital these days, doesn't go home, doesn't call to report the situation of the company. "

Old man Leng ignored Shen Qingqing, looked at Leng Shaoheng and asked, "how did he tell you that everything in the company is OK?"

Shen Qingqing consciously stood up and sat down beside the sofa, so it was convenient for Leng Laozi and Leng Laozi to talk.

Because she was between Leng Shaoheng and Leng Laozi just now, it's a little inconvenient to talk like this.

"Well, the situation is good. He calls every day to report, and he's more comfortable with handling things, but he's a little tired of complaining to me."

Leng Shaoheng replied, "but every time he asks when Qingqing's illness will get better and when we can go back, if I go back, he can give me the heyday again."

"This son of a bitch has enjoyed so many years of good fortune. It's time to let him have a hard time. Otherwise, he would think that his father's money came from the strong wind!"

Although the cold old man's words mean reproach, it can also be heard that he is somewhat gratified.

But he didn't expect that Leng Shaoyun would let Shaoheng come back and give Leng Shaoheng the heyday again.

Isn't Leng Shaoyun always looking for a company? Now he completely gives the heyday to him. Does he want Leng Shaoheng to come back?

"But now compared with before, Shaoyun has grown up a lot. My assistant sometimes calls and praises him." Leng Shaoheng's heart is also very gratified.

"That's good."

The cold old man nodded. Unexpectedly, Leng Shaoyun, a rambling son, was still a little useful at this time. He didn't raise him in vain. When he was so big, he could still stand up at the critical moment.

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