Mostly, he wanted to press him against the wall and beat him up, and then throw him into the trash can, marking: not recyclable!
Mo Yongheng didn't care about him, and looked directly at Tan Bengbeng.
"How do you feel? Is it better?"
"This is my fiancee, I should ask this question!" Qi Yan grabbed Tan Bengbeng's shoulders, turned her body around, and asked him worriedly.
"Bengbeng, are you feeling better? You haven't seen me all afternoon, do you miss me?"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
She felt that the two of them could go to Children's Day hand in hand.
She can take care of the old Patriarch by herself.
"I'm fine at first, and I feel much better after sleeping. Didn't you just say that you went to dispense medicine for the old Patriarch, did it come out?" Tan Bengbeng asked with his head raised.
The corners of Qi Yan's mouth twitched evilly, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of pride.
"Of course, your man is invincible. Is there any medicine that I can't make up? Do you think I'm more handsome now? You can praise me, I can afford it!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
She finally understood that Qi Yan would not be normal once he met Mo Yongheng.
Tan Bengbeng was pitiful when he saw his face begging for praise, so he picked up a few nice words and praised him, while Mo Yongheng, who was beside him, had already walked to the old Patriarch's hospital bed with a medicine box.
He suddenly turned his head and glanced at her, his thin lips parted slightly.
"Beng Beng, a loving mother has many losers, your son is going to be spoiled by you."
Tan Bengbeng: "???"
Qi Yan: "Who do you think is the son? You speak well, believe it or not, I will teach you with my fist?!"
"Today's Children's Day, I don't care about you for the sake of your festival." Mo Yongheng put his hands in his pockets, and opened his lips indifferently.
As soon as Tan Bengbeng saw Qi Yan's face darken, he quickly took his arm.
Lowered his voice to coax him.
"Okay, okay, Young Master Eternal is letting you go, so don't provoke him on purpose, everyone can live in peace, okay?"
"not good!"
Qi Yan hugged her into his arms unhappily, and said in a muffled voice, "I am your fiancé, but you don't speak for me, you only help him, Beng Beng, tell me honestly, do you like him? "
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
She just helps out and doesn't help her relatives.
Moreover, it was really him who caused trouble on purpose, Tan Bengbeng could tell that Mo Yongheng was indeed a little strange the previous few times, but today he was deliberately putting up with Qi Yan for the sake of the old Patriarch of the Mo family.
She just hoped that the matter would be peaceful, and she didn't want to favor anyone.
But inexplicably being asked by Qi Yan, Tan Bengbeng also realized that she seemed to dislike seeing Qi Yan and Mo Yongheng quarreling.
Tan Bengbeng's eyes dimmed, he lowered his eyes, and tugged at Qi Yan's arm.
Speak in a voice that only the two of you can hear.
"You don't like him, I just think he's a bit like my brother."
"Brother? Who said that?"
When Qi Yan heard Tan Bengbeng's words, he opened his lips without even thinking about it.
"His dead face, how can you be as good-looking as you? You are definitely not born to the same parents. He is just making excuses to get close to you, first to have some kind of brother-sister friendship, and then slowly coax you into being fooled. If he is really you Brother, it’s fine if you ask me to show you how to break a boulder on your chest, roll a nailboard, or chop off your head and use it as a chair for your brothers and sisters to sit on! But look at him like that, and if you say he’s a wolf with a big tail, I’ll believe it. He is your brother, you can pull him down!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."! !
Tan Bengbeng noticed that Mo Yongheng was looking at them, his eyes were gloomy and panicked.
She hastily tugged at Qi Yan forcefully, telling him to stop talking.