Puppy Breeding Manual

Things came and went quickly, and the next day had calmed down a lot, only some sporadic personal blogs were still being discussed, Zhong Yu reassured Qin Yi that nothing was wrong, and many pictures of ancient handsome men and beautiful women were also pulled out for a walk every three days , but there will be no further disturbances.

There were still people who would send text messages to Qin Yi, so Qin Yi simply turned off his office phone and told his assistant that he would stay at home for a few days.

That evening, Qin Yi went out to throw out the trash, and when he saw the black commercial vehicle parked under the shade of the trees on the opposite side of the avenue, he felt like "this moment has finally come".

The car was brand new and bright, but it looked like a long-standing antique. It was parked quietly on the side of the road, as if sleeping, as if waiting.

Standing at one end of the car were two plainclothes bodyguards wearing earphone-type walkie-talkies. Next to the car was a man in a gray suit about 50 years old. It is spotless and meticulous, meticulous and rigorous.

"Mr. Qin." He said, and slightly nodded at Qin Yi, "Hello."

Qin Yi threw the bag into the trash can, walked slowly to the middle of the road, and unexpectedly nodded to him calmly, but apart from this movement, Qin Yi didn't say a word, because he didn't know what to say, the whole person looked like Numb, his face was calm, but his head was already chaotic.

When he came out to throw out the garbage, Fang Mu was also watching the birds on the third floor. The bird's nest had already been built, and there were two swallows living in it. watermelon.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I came here rashly today because the master wants to see you." He said, opened the car door, raised his hand to the roof of the car, and protected the people who got out of the car.

Silver and black intertwined hair is neatly arranged, wearing a simple plain linen shirt, with carved walking sticks touching the ground before the toes, when getting out of the car, he moves steadily, with a certain class of elegant demeanor and demeanor. No rush.

The old man stood still, pointed his cane forward, and then he raised his head. He had a well-maintained face, upright and hale, with clear eyes, but Qin Yi could not help but feel a sense of invisible pressure. In the evening, he was in a cold sweat.

"Fang Yanxiu." The old man spoke in a steady voice, not loud but powerful. He looked directly at Qin Yi quietly and deeply, "Fang Muye's grandfather."

As if holding his breath for a long time, Qin Yi breathed out with some exhaustion, and his mind began to faint.

"Hello," he heard himself say, "It's hot outside, let's go in and talk."

The bodyguard and driver stayed outside, and Fang Yanxiu and the butler Li in a gray suit entered the gate together.

Fang Yanxiu stood by the sofa, not intending to take a seat, nor did he seem interested in looking around. He just put his hands on the cane and looked down at the question book on the coffee table. There were words written by Fang Mu on it.

Butler Li asked Qin Yi politely: "Where is the young master?"

"Upstairs." Qin Yi forced a smile, "There is a nest of birds outside the attic, he likes to see it very much."

"I'll call him for you." Qin Yi said, walking towards the stairs, he felt a little weak all over, as if he couldn't move, so he held on to the railing, took a deep breath, raised his head and shouted, "Xiao Ye, Going downstairs."

Fang Mu also responded cheerfully when there was a sound from the attic: "Come on brother! Have you cut the iced watermelon for me yet?"

The sound of footsteps came, and Fang Mu also came down from the stairs in the attic. He didn't see anyone standing in the living room, but only saw Qin Yi at the end of the stairs. He said excitedly as he went downstairs: "Just now The two little birds are still there, but when you called me, brother, one flew away again."

Qin Yi looked at him, and stretched out his hand to him: "Well, go slowly."

Fang Mu also jumped up and down the last few steps, held Qin Yi's hand, and asked again: "Brother, have you cut the watermelon for me yet?"

"I'll cut it for you later." Qin Yi said, and he led Fang Mu to the living room, "Someone wants to see you."

Fang Mu also saw the person standing not far away, and Qin Yi clearly felt that Fang Mu also held his hand tightly.

Fang Yanxiu had been looking in the direction of the stairs when Fang Muye's voice sounded from the attic. He saw the happy and lively boy bouncing down from the stairs, his ears were shaking, his tail was wagging rapidly behind him, and he spoke in a brisk tone. There is no sign of being wronged all over the body.

When facing Fang Muye's black and clear eyes, he subconsciously clenched his cane tightly.

"Muye." He called Fang Muye, his voice was unsteady and trembling with hoarseness.

Fang Mu also stood beside Qin Yi, holding his hand without moving, neither hiding behind Qin Yi, nor intending to walk forward to answer Fang Yanxiu's call.

He just asked calmly, "What do you want from me?"

Qin Yi's Adam's apple twitched, and he led Fang Mu forward, saying, "Xiao Ye, this is your grandfather."

As he walked forward, Fang Mu held Qin Yi's hand tighter. In the end, he refused to leave, and grabbed Qin Yi to stop a few steps away from Fang Yanxiu, saying, "I don't know, brother, Brother, don't take me there."

Fang Yanxiu moved his feet, but still didn't move forward. He turned to look at Qin Yi and asked, "Mu Ye really doesn't remember anything?"

"Yes, when I picked him up from the orphanage, he couldn't remember anything, and his intelligence also dropped a lot." After a pause, Qin Yi said, "Now he has recovered well. I have trouble even speaking."

Butler Li still seemed unbelievable. He looked at Fang Muye and asked, "Young Master, don't you remember me? I'm Uncle Li."

Fang Mu also leaned against Qin Yi with his head down, and said sullenly, "I don't remember, I don't know."

Fang Yanxiu closed his eyes and sighed. He slowly opened his eyes and said to Qin Yi, "Mr. Qin, I want to talk to you."

Qin Yi nodded: "OK."