He quickly fell silent, tiptoed, and returned to the living room from the entrance with one big stride.
He looked at Wang Anruo who was standing at the door of the bedroom, his eyes full of horror: "Not only Uncle Wang himself, but also my colleagues... Didn't you call Uncle Wang here?"
Wang Anruo shook his head desperately: "I came here on my own."
"That, that, that..."
Qin Feng was actually at a loss and asked Wang Anruo to hide?
Why does she seem so invisible to others?
But didn't Uncle Wang ask that no one in the unit know An Ruo's existence?
And if Uncle Wang found out that he was hiding his beauty in the golden house, he would find his daughter in his bedroom as soon as he entered the door...
bad!
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and was about to persuade Wang Anruo to hide first, but he didn't expect Wang Anruo to be more active than him.
"I'll hide in the bedroom for a while." She dodged back to the bedroom and used the door as a cover to cover herself, only her head was exposed on the side. "You... try to drive my dad away."
She couldn't say to drive everyone away, so she specifically pointed at her father. Qin Feng nodded, knowing what he meant.
Wang Anruo closed the door and stayed in the bedroom, her heart beating rapidly.
If I remember correctly, Qin Feng's colleague himself had met him at the evening radio recording site some time ago.
So they will definitely recognize themselves.
If this happens, can I still continue to have a dull relationship with Qin Feng?
Qin Feng knows that he is a star who is about to become popular. Will he feel any grudge or pressure? Then...
It's easy to have random thoughts when you're nervous. Wang Anruo frowned anxiously.
She frowned, biting her fingers subconsciously, with a fierce look on her face.
Didn't dad say he would celebrate Qin Feng's birthday at work?
How come the organization came to my home...
Qin Feng came to the door and opened it with anxiety.
What came face to face was Wang Rengui's amiable smiling face.
"Haha, Xiao Qin, happy birthday!"
Zhao Ming followed closely: "I didn't expect it, Xiao Qin, are you surprised? Do you think we forgot your birthday? This was all the director's idea. If you are moved, you have to thank the director!"
The sound was so loud that it could be heard from every corner of the family.
Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes.
It’s over, uncle!
He observed a moment of silence and asked everyone to come in. Da Liu and Xiao Wang put things into the kitchen with ease.
"Hey, where is Qin Feng cooking? You said it's better to come early than to come by chance. It's just a good time to try Qin Feng's cooking. It's been more than a year since I've eaten."
"It really comes at a good time."
Xiao Wang came out of the kitchen and saw the fruits on the table at a glance. His eyes lit up: "Qin Feng, did you know we were coming? Why did you prepare so many fruits?"
"Haha...this..." Qin Feng smiled awkwardly: "Try the mango I just bought."
Everyone chatted with Qin Feng, and the most important thing was to wish Qin Feng a happy birthday.
But Qin Feng noticed that since Uncle Wang entered the door, his expression seemed not as good as when he was at the door.
Wang Rengui frowned and looked around.
Seeing Qin Feng looking over, he squinted his eyes, stood up and said, "Xiao Qin, won't you show me around your home?"
Zhao Ming and others looked at each other in shock when they heard this, and then suddenly realized.
Director Wang has never been to Qin Feng's house before, so it's understandable that he wants to take a look around.
So Zhao Ming winked at Da Liu and Xiao Wang: "Let's go to the kitchen to deal with the hot pot ingredients."
"Let's go."
The three people entered the kitchen. Qin Feng saw that Uncle Wang was still frowning. After thinking about it, he suddenly understood something.
He looked at the black windbreaker on the coat rack at the door and understood everything.
He led Uncle Wang around and finally came to the bedroom.
When I opened the bedroom door, the lights were off. When I turned on the lights, there was no one.
Wang Rengui was stunned and looked at Qin Feng. Qin Feng was also stunned, but then he looked at his wardrobe.
Wang Rengui understood and walked over. Qin Feng closed the door and looked at Wang Rengui.
"Uncle Wang, you...are you sure you want to open it?" Qin Feng's forehead was covered with sweat.
Wang Rengui, who was silent and with a gloomy expression, was suddenly startled, and then a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Qin Feng is the pig he recognizes, and it is only a matter of time before the pig takes over the cabbage. But when this day comes a little too fast, the father will still feel a little depressed.
But when Qin Feng said this, he suddenly woke up.
Is it possible that the pig didn't take the initiative?
"Whose idea was it?!" He gritted his teeth and asked Qin Feng in a low voice.
Qin Feng raised his hands, thinking that he was innocent.
Wang Rengui's eyes widened immediately.
Was it his daughter who came to the door on her own initiative?
It's broken, so to speak...
There was more sweat on Wang Rengui's forehead, more than the sweat on Qin Feng's head.
He trembled, and under Qin Feng's gaze, he quietly opened a gap in the wardrobe.
In an instant, a gaze as sharp as a sword shot out, almost cutting off Wang Rengui's neck!
"Oh, I..."
"Hula!" After a while, Wang Rengui closed the wardrobe again, breathing heavily and mumbling something.
Qin Feng was also shocked. The glance just now was no longer a startling glance. The rose had thorns!
Wang Rengui gasped and looked at Qin Feng, with a hint of help in his eyes.
Dear son-in-law, save me!
Then who can save me?
Qin Feng's eyes revealed doubts, uncle, why did you bring people here?
Wang Rengui's eyes were full of stupidity and regret, so how could I know this...
"Go first, get out first." Wang Rengui wiped his sweat and found that his back was soaked: "I'll think of a way, I'll think of a way to persuade people to go back."
The two men, who had their own hidden agendas, turned off the lights and left the bedroom.
In the closet, Wang Anruo was sitting on Qin Feng's neatly folded clothes in a curled-up posture. His face was red as if he was about to bleed, and he was biting his lip, his face full of shame and anger.
Wait until I get home... Wait until I get home...
She clenched her fists and was already thinking about the aftermath.
Everyone in the evening program group sat on the sofa. Zhao Ming and Da Liu moved the hot pot to the coffee table, turned on the electricity, poured water, and Xiao Wang brought the fruit to Wang Rengui. None of them noticed Qin Feng and Wang Rengui. His face looked as if he had survived a disaster.
Qin Feng glanced at Wang Rengui and thought, Uncle, you are not kind. This is the first time I have seen An Ruo look like this. She looks like she is going to kill someone.
Wang Rengui swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, what are you kid afraid of? If I die, I will die first.
Uncle, please think of a way to take this person away. As the boss, it’s hard for me to speak, but you are the leader.
What's the hurry, I was thinking.
Just when the two of them finished their internal voice exchange and Wang Rengui thought for a moment and was about to speak, a ringtone came to his mind in the bedroom that shocked Qin Feng.
That's the sound of a video call.
Xiao Wang suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Feng: "Where's your cell phone? I'll get it for you."
"No, no, it may be a harassing call..."
"Is there still harassment in WeChat video calls?" Xiao Wang was a little stunned.
Before he could react, the ringtone had disappeared.
Qin Feng doesn't know how to describe his feeling now.
Maybe this is the end of the world.
In the closet, Wang Anruo was holding Qin Feng's cell phone carefully. She was afraid that someone would come in, so she took the cell phone into the closet first.
She set the WeChat call to silent, and with the light of the phone screen, she could clearly see the whole thing in the closet.
What he was sitting on was Qin Feng's neatly folded winter clothes. The top layer was some T-shirts and pants, and hanging on the closet rail, in addition to clothes, there were also a few pairs of underwear.
It didn't seem to be far from his face.
This made Wang Anruo's face turn red all of a sudden. Originally it was just her cheeks that were red, but now it was red behind her ears and neck.
There was a blush underneath the jade-white skin, and Wang Anruo felt that her body temperature had risen to the point where she could boil an egg on her cheeks.
No one answered the video call for a long time and she hung up. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then the call came back.
In a panic, she wanted to click hang up, but accidentally clicked connect.
"Son, look where we are?"
In the picture, the sky has darkened, and half of the sky has turned red. Two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, are walking on the road, surrounded by gray short buildings.
Wang Anruo's sharp eyes even saw his Range Rover parked on the roadside.
"Son, you... eh?" The woman was stunned, looked at the phone, and then showed it to the man next to her: "Look, a woman answered the call, and it's so dark."
The man took a quick glance and waved his hand: "It's the wrong number... I'm already downstairs anyway, what's the call?"
Then the video call was hung up.
