Chapter 127

Qin Nanfeng is really clever. He is more polite and gentlemanly when Qin rang is away. He carries some food and food in his small schoolbag.

He sat in the back seat, with little stars on one side.

Xiao Xing Xing sits on the child safety seat, but her little hand tightly holds Qin Nanfeng's hand. The more Qin Nanfeng struggles, the tighter she grasps. As soon as Qin Nanfeng looks over, she will only smile foolishly, and her eyes become a lovely crescent moon.

Yu sat in the co pilot's seat and asked, "Nanfeng, who sent you here this morning?"

Qin Nanfeng seemed a little embarrassed. He blinked his eyes and chose to tell the truth: "aunt Yan, I want to come to you myself."

The metaphor frowned: "it's too dangerous, it's not safe."

Qin Nanfeng has a reason: "no, I used to go to see my father like this, and aunt Yan, I told my father in the morning, and my father agreed."

Although Qin rang agreed, the metaphor still told him: "if there is an open day in the future, remember to wait for me at school, don't go to find me, or when I have time, go to your side to find you."

Good boy, Qin Nanfeng nodded

The eye light of words moved to the hand of little star, she bent her eyes and laughed: "you little girl, you know that you are holding the hand of beautiful little brother."

The little star has dark eyes and clear pupils. The figure of words is clearly reflected in the water of a lake.

Words soften the heart. Qin Nanfeng's teacher has learned from Qin rang that simile is only Qin rang's friend, but she still can't help but look at it more. In her opinion, simile and Qin rang are well matched, and it seems that Qin Nanfeng also accepts simile. The boy has been short of maternal care

, and his father is busy. The teacher is really worried about Qin Nanfeng's physical and psychological state State. The whole open day is composed of visiting the campus, holding class meetings and handicraft competitions. When it comes to the handicraft competition, Qin Nanfeng is a little happy to stand beside the words. His handsome little face is excited. He blinks his big eyes and introduces to his classmates -- "this is my aunt, isn't she good-looking? This is my sister, little star. Is she cute? "

Little star is very cooperative, always say hello, the silver bracelet bell on fat little hand, jingling.

The students suddenly realized -- oh, this is Qin Nanfeng's stepmother.

Qin Nanfeng doesn't know anything. When he looks at the words, his eyes are bright and painful.

The metaphor touched his soft hair.

At 6:00 in the evening, the busy open day ended. Qin Nanfeng was in a good mood. He took the hand of words and walked on the road. He swayed gently and his face was red.

"Nanfeng, what would you like for dinner?"

Qin Nanfeng said: "aunt Yan, I can, but granny Lin is very hard, aunt Yan, please ask granny Lin what she thinks."

Aunt Lin, holding the little star in her arms, has been talking with her for a whole day. When she heard Qin Nanfeng's words, she felt warm.

In the end, Yu Yu decided to go to the seafood buffet together. It was on the sixth floor of M mall. When he went, it was already more than seven o'clock, and there were still a lot of people queuing at the door.

They lined up for a long time before it was their turn to go in for dinner.

Aunt Lin put the little star into the children's seat, and finally she was a little relieved. Metaphor smile: "aunt Lin, today you hard, she is older, always love to move, is some naughty." She said, stood up, and Qin Nanfeng together, the past meal.

Until about 9 o'clock, a few people finish the meal.

Yanyu's mobile phone vibrated a few times. A phone came in. Yanyu looked down and saw that it was Qin rang's phone.

Qin rang's voice was low and gentle, but he was still busy. There was a lot of noise over there: "Yuyu, it's hard for you today. You send me your current address, and I'll let my aunt pick up Qin Nanfeng."

"Good." As the saying goes, he looks up at Qin Nanfeng.

After Qin rang said a few more words, he handed the phone to Qin Nanfeng. He didn't know what Qin rang said. Qin Nanfeng lowered his eyelashes and looked lost.

After a while, he seemed to have gathered his courage -- "Dad, can I not go home tonight? I want to follow aunt Yan, OK? "

Qin Nanfeng said, raising his eyelids and staring at the metaphor with black eyes.

Qin rang should have refused him. His black eyes were dim.

Yanyu suddenly thinks that Lu Yan has gone on a business trip. Nanfeng wants to follow her. She gently moves her lips and says to Qinnan: "let me answer the phone."

Qin Nanfeng was very clever. He immediately laughed and gave his cell phone back to Yanyu.

Yanyu said with a smile: "Qin LV, Nanfeng is very lovely, and he is not in trouble. I'd like to help take care of him tonight."

Qin rang's voice was full of laughter. He didn't say anything, but he seemed to mutter again.

Nanfeng, you son of a bitch.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Nanfeng ran over excitedly and hugged Yanyu.

"Auntie Yan, you are wonderful!"Just as he said this, another new call came in from the metaphorical mobile phone, and a string of numbers without remarks kept flashing on the call reminder.

The eyelids of the words jump heavily.

She remembers the numbers.

Yu asks aunt Lin to take care of her two children. She goes to the bathroom, purses her lips, and her eyelashes move gently. Then, her fingertips across the screen.

At the other end of the phone, there was a slight electric current sound, and the kindly voice of manager Cheng: "Miss Yan, how did you think about my last proposal?"

Words are silent and silent.

Housekeeper Cheng laughs: "there is something in master Ci's legacy that he was ready to give you. Your idea was right. I won't give it to you then, but now I will give it to you. The premise is that as long as you cooperate with me, let master Yan return to Cheng's home."

Yu raised his eyes, holding the hand of the mobile phone, slightly tight.

"But housekeeper Cheng, I can't help you. Lu Yan is a man of his own mind. No one can change what he decides." Housekeeper Cheng didn't rush to retort. He continued to smile: "you can help me, Miss Yan. You can influence Mr. CI in those years, and you can influence Mr. Yan now. I don't need you to do anything. I just need you to tell me, are you willing to help me? Don't be in a hurry to refuse. You have to think about it. As long as you promise

, what I'll give you is a letter from master CI. "

One by one, the fingers of the metaphor tightened and clenched into a ball.

For a moment, my heart seemed to be torn down by something, and it was trembling with pain.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing pain, kept silent for a long time, and asked, "do you mean that if I promise, you will give me the letter Cheng CI wrote to me?" Manager Cheng's voice is leisurely: "of course."