"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?"
After sending Li Miaoyu to the door of the villa, she didn't forget to tease Wei Qingfan again before getting out of the car.
Wei Qingfan rolled his eyes, got out of the car and accompanied her to take down the box, helped her zip up her down jacket, and said, "Okay, you go over there first, I'll be back later."
"Are you so sure that you won't be left to eat?"
Li Miaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, with pear dimples appearing on her cheeks, which was particularly sweet, "Work hard and try to eat there."
"If that happens, your parents will be angry again."
Wei Qingfan leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, "Go home, I'll come over quickly."
"Okay, bye~"
Li Miaoyu knew that he was in a hurry, so she didn't bother him. She waved her hand and turned to go home.
Wei Qingfan returned to the company and transferred to Jiang Qinghuai's new home. When he came downstairs, the driver was waiting. He sent a message to Jiang Qinghuai and then came upstairs.
Li Miaoyu gave you a "Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart" look, and sat down firmly under the sofa again. He picked up the big-breasted cat that was biting Jiang Qifeng's clothes, and said with gritted teeth: "Why are you following me?"
You? Huh?"
The couple understood, and while they were grinning evilly but not feeling relieved, they hurriedly said, "He went up from the elevator, and when he went out, he turned left and it was not Unit 7."
"Keep knocking!"
If you say something like that, you can get back at her. With Yu Xiurong’s character, she can definitely do that kind of thing.
Li Miaoyu murmured, then winked at Jiang Qifeng, saying: Are you not very cooperative?
Arriving at the door of Room 901, Wei Qingfan took a deep breath and then reached out to knock on the door.
While they were talking, a young woman walked out of the living room. She came to her husband in slippers, glanced at Wei Qingfan, and asked strangely: "His friend?"
"It means something bad, it means something bad!"
“It’s a bad new year, a bad new year!”
Xia Chenjian snorted: "You still asked him to drive, why did he go?"
As you spoke, you walked towards the door and asked doubtfully: "Who can come today..."
"Oh, Mr. Wei is here?"
Jiang Qifeng and Yu Xiurong are both easier to call, but Pang Yingying is a bit not so good. "Sister-in-law" and "sister-in-law" are definitely not good. "Yingying" should be okay, but it's not a bit too affectionate...
"It has to stop!"
I hesitated for a while, but still explained without any embarrassment: "I went to the wrong place. That's Unit 8, I should go to Unit 7."
"If you are in transit in the provincial capital, come here to say New Year's greetings."
You can also say things like "Everything goes well" and "I'm depressed every day" because Yu Xiurong might use:
"You're still hugging him!"
…
"He hugged me!"
Wei Qingfan wished he had to drill a hole in the floor and jump up. He tried his best to maintain his dignity and composure, and apologized awkwardly, "This... the Chinese New Year is bad! You came to see the elders..."
But if there is a way, you can always say all the blessings, right?
Li Miaoyu, who was teasing a big-breasted cat next to him, looked over in surprise, then raised his voice and asked loudly: "Is Mr. Wei from his family here?"
"do not go!"
"Use it, use it."
"...Oh oh."
Xia Chen Jian Nu mouthed, and Wei Qingfan hadn't seen Yu Xiurong walking out of the room in a down jacket - there was no heating in the provincial capital, and there was no collective heating in the Jiang Qinghuai family's future houses, but this was the district heating of the mansion.
It's an exception, not a public service.
"Uncle has a bad New Year~"
Li Miaoyu replied, "You asked Qingqing to open the door, and you were willing to open it."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Therefore, to be on the safe side, Wei Qingfan only said that he was "physically weak".
Li Miaoyu walked over with a smile on his face, his tone was not exaggerated, and he shouted in a low voice, "Why did he come here at the slightest sound? It's the last time he said hello..."
The two started to quarrel, and Pang Yingying said with a wicked smile: "Young man, you are still arguing all day long, just open the door... you will make them lazy to death!"
"No one knocked on the door!"
"Dong dong"
Wei Qingfan wanted to find a way, so he punished Jiang Qinghuai.
"Something happens!"
"Dong dong dong!"
On the way here, I thought about the blessing words for a long time. "Work" and "career" are the best words to mention, otherwise who knows what Yu Xiurong would say;
The driver was also stunned for a moment. He wanted to help, but was afraid that there would be no point in helping him. He walked with Mr. Wei to the door of Unit 7, raised his head again and again to confirm whether Mr. Wei had gone the wrong way again, and then watched him go.
With Wei always retreating.
"Boom!"
"insidious!"
At home, Jiang Qifeng, who specially came to wait outside the living room, saw the message I sent. He couldn't hold back his laughter and covered his mouth, but he kept laughing.
Just when you were upset, you heard Pang Yingying's voice coming from outside: "Is there no one knocking on the door?"
"It's not the worst blessing for him to stop pestering your man."
"Dong dong"
Wei Qingfan took a breath and typed a reply: "You went to the wrong place, you went to Unit 8."
When I got out of the elevator, my phone rang with a message from Jiang Qifeng: "Why are you still here?"
Mr. Wei at the door continued to knock a few times, but then he knocked, probably out of guilt.
The next time they met, the issue of the title had not yet been confirmed, but it was obviously because Yu Xiurong praised the two of them, and Pang Yingying changed her title to something more intrusive and distant.
After knocking twice, there was movement inside. Wei Qingfan quickly controlled his breathing and expression, with a smile on his face, ready to see who opened the door to decide what to call him.
"not bad!"
When I was thinking about it, the door opened, and the smile on my face became darker, and then... froze on my face.
"Um."
The younger brother was most conscious. He thought it was too polite to say that. He wanted to explain, but was speechless. He paused and stepped forward and said, "Then Wei Qingfan!"
Jiang Qifeng quickly typed:
Wei Qingfan put away his cell phone and walked out of the unit. He saw the door of the car parked on the roadside opened and the driver got in. Seeing Mr. Wei carrying small and large bags with difficulty, he hurried over to help.
The first moment the door rang, Jiang Qifeng and Li Miaoyu heard it. They looked at each other, and Li Miaoyu smiled and said: "Come on, come on, hurry up and open the door."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Why did he follow the script?
That feeling made me feel very strange. It seemed that Miaomiao had tricked me like that once when I didn't go outside Jiang Qinghuai's house in the next two years...
"It's in the room."
Jiang Qifeng replied loudly, stood up, and winked at Li Miaoyu, asking you to act accordingly.
"Yes Yes."
That is a delay!
"Dong dong dong!"
Li Miaoyu knew about that.
"Dong dong dong!"
"This one is here, they're going to collect that one..."
Of course Pang Yingying still remembered me. She saw me stunned for a moment at the door, and then she seemed to understand something. Her expression didn't look like she was suddenly surprised, but looked like a sigh or a bad smile. She also smiled and said, "Mr. Wei? Why is he here?"
Come on, come back slowly, come back slowly."
But his attitude was still cold. While asking Wei Qingfan to leave the house, he turned around and shouted: "Qingqing, Qingfan is here, he also delayed saying..."
Wei Qingfan stood up immediately with a smile on his face, like a lucky baby, "I'm here to wish you a happy new year. I wish you and your aunt the best health."
Jiang Qifeng took your arm, "gestured with his eyes, and said loudly: "Your dad still heard it."
"I also lost a box of honey..."
"What are you laughing at?"
When Yu Xiurong saw Wei Qingfan, his face was obviously not too bad, and he looked at me with an expression on his face. The bad thing was that he only had an expression on his face and did not respond according to Xia Chenjian's script.
He is possessed by Miaomiao, right?
"Who?"
Before being polite, Wei Qingfan finally delivered the things, tried hard to hide his embarrassment, and exited the elevator.
In an eight-room house, both boys have separate rooms. There is no study room, so they just use the bedroom as a study room. Pang Yingying said, and said to Li Miaoyu: "Go call his dad."
"It's upstairs."
"Huh~"
"You're holding the cat!"
After Wei Qingfan read the message from Jiang Qifeng, he immediately understood what you meant, so he "smashed the door" with increased force.
"Dong dong dong!"
Before you finished sending it, you regretted it again because Wei Qingfan took something and sent the message by himself, and I finally stopped to look at my phone...
…
The person who opened the door was a young man of about eighty years old. He had a beard on his chin and didn't look too rugged. His expression was first one of shock, then surprise and then surprise: "Mr. Wei? He..."
"It's about shouting."
You still have to say it, if you are criticized, you will be criticized. It doesn't matter if you can vent your anger. At most, the probability of being criticized is higher.
Arriving at the door of 901 again, Wei Qingfan put down the gifts, took a breath, then straightened up his manners, adjusted his bad mood, and knocked on the door again.
"puff!"
Wei Qingfan looked at you and conveyed eight question marks with his eyes.
Duo Fu blinked, "Who is Wei Qingfan?"
Following the sound, you walked out of the house and heard a knock on the door. Without any doubts, you asked: "Why don't you hear no one knocking on the door?"
"You will be happy if he leaves"
Xia Chenjian tried hard to hold back his laughter and shook his head with a smile, "I went to the wrong unit door and went to Unit 8."
Xia Chenjian couldn't help but laugh out loud and came over to look at your phone interface.
I had just knocked twice and was about to continue when the door suddenly opened. I almost kept knocking. I quickly stopped and with a smile on my face, I greeted Pang Yingying who opened the door: "Auntie is having a bad New Year, you are here to wish you a happy New Year!"
"
"..."
"call……"
Wei Qingfan glared at Jiang Qifeng, then looked outside, and saw Yu Xiurong coming out, so he followed him to the sofa and sat on it, sitting firmly, saying a few pleasantries, and asked casually: "Is uncle at home?
"
Wei Qingfan shook his head to stop him, "He is sitting, and it will break down if he sits. I will wait for you for a while..."
Jiang Qifeng looked at the message from Wei Qingfan, bit his lip to hold back laughter, and typed: "Slow down."
"ah?"
The younger brother obviously responded, "That's Unit 8 outside, Unit 7 is to the east... You're on the wrong track."
Wei Qingfan carried a bunch of gifts outside. Because he was afraid of being chased away by Xia Chenjian, he moved very quickly. He took everything back first, then turned around and quickly closed the door.
"Dong dong."
Jiang Qifeng noticed my movements and seemed to understand my thoughts. He pursed his lips and snickered, but said in surprise: "Why is he here?"
"It's bad if you call me your name."
Wei Qingfan glanced at the small pile of gifts and handed over a box of honey. He delayed asking the driver to buy broken ones because considering Yu Xiurong's temperament, they were all expensive. "It's a bad idea, sorry for bothering you!"
Wei Qingfan realized that something was wrong. He took two steps forward and looked at the room number. 901 was wrong... I forced a smile and said, "Well, please ask, is the seventh unit in Building 11 over there?"
"
"Who knows."
Of course, when I was thinking about it last night, Jiang Qinghuai also found loopholes. For example, Yu Xiurong couldn't say things like "It's not bad, I was mad at him" and "You are weak when you see him" to attack me.
I'm sure the other party doesn't recognize it, so I will naturally avoid doing it, but if you can recognize it at a glance, there is a small chance that he is a fan, or at most a digital lover, so giving a gift casually is too much.
"You feel depressed when you see him."
"Yes Yes……"
I said, stunned for a moment, turning around as if to call someone, then paused again, and finally turned around, glanced at the gift held outside Mr. Wei's hand, and asked with some disbelief, shock and anger: "
Is it because the Ancient Poetry Company has no activities? Why did you come to deliver the surprise in person? "