Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Qiao Yi couldn't help slandering, she had hidden it from the whole room, but she still couldn't hide it from grandma. People who have lived most of their lives are transparent.

But when did grandma see it? The day before yesterday in the old house, she clearly behaved very well, she didn't even talk to He Yunting, how could she be exposed!

Qiao Yi was annoyed for a while, and racked his brains to figure out how to answer, so as not to cause trouble for He Yunting.

"That grandma, Mr. He and I, we..."

The old lady looked at her with a smile, obviously loving eyes, but Qiao Yi felt that the old lady's eyes seemed to have a perspective mirror, which could clearly see the hairs on her whole body.

Silently scolded himself in the bottom of his heart, this f*ck is a guilty conscience.

Seeing her embarrassment, the old lady patted the back of one of Joe's hands with a slightly skinny but warm palm, and comforted her, "Don't be nervous, Ting'er told me everything about you."

Joe One: "..."

No, no, this sentence did not comfort her at all, but made her more nervous.

What's the meaning?

So are you here to meet your parents today?

Qiao Yi had a bitter face, "Grandma, I...you, I will tell you the truth, don't scold Brother Yunting, okay?"

The old lady laughed loudly when she heard the words, "That depends on whether your frankness suits my wishes."

What else can Qiao Yi say, how he met He Yunting, donated blood to Xiaoyu, and lived in Xinghai Bay, all about it.

"Grandma, look, are you satisfied with what I said?"

Qiao Yi was so nervous that he kept wiping the sweat from his palms on his trouser legs. He Yunting said before that in the He family, neither he nor He Junshan can be ranked among the true ones, and grandma is the king of the family.

If what she said today didn't suit grandma's wishes at all, then she and He Yunting...

Thinking of this, Qiao Yi suddenly realized a very serious fact.

She hasn't regained her daughter's body yet, so in grandma's mind, aren't she and He Yunting two gays having sex?

Fuck!

Is it so explosive?

She anxiously observed the expression of the old lady, and saw that she didn't seem particularly surprised after hearing it.

Perhaps, He Yunting had already vaccinated the old lady.

As soon as Qiao suppressed the tension in her heart, she heard the old lady sigh deeply and say, "Ting'er, this child, has had a very hard life."

A bitter word pierced Qiao Yi's heart in an instant, and his ears pricked up, for fear of missing every word the old lady said next.

"Has he ever told you about his mother, who is the sister of the woman in the cheongsam in the room?"

The old lady didn't even want to mention Jiang Lin's name, and her disgust for Jiang Lin was ready to come out.

"No, he didn't mention it to me."

The old lady's expression was not surprised, and she murmured: "His mother is very good, gentle, beautiful, and very filial. I only gave birth to two sons in my life, and I don't have daughter blessings. I like Xiaoyou very much."

The old lady used Xiaoyou to refer to He Yunting's mother. One can imagine how much the old lady loved Jiang You when she was alive.

She told a lot of interesting stories about He Yunting and Jiang You, which made Qiao Yi unbelievable. It turns out that He Yunting also had such a childlike and joyful childhood. He would catch crickets to scare his mother, he would pull the braids of the kindergarten girls, and he would burn He Junshan's beard because he refused to let him go out to play...

It's so skinny, it's very different from He Yunting today.

When the old lady recalled the past, she had a very gentle expression on her face. She remembered every detail, every word Jiang You said, and even the smile on He Yunting's face back then...