[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 35 [English]

035 Touching hands

Cheng Juan did not speak.

He looked in the direction of the milk tea shop, his eyes were clear and cold, he squinted slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and his mind was filled with a faint smoke.

Lu Zhaoying thought he didn’t hear, so he repeated what he just said.

Cheng Juan then turned his head slightly, raised his chin and pointed in Wei Zihang’s direction, frowning: “Who is he?”

Lu Zhaoying: “…” Is your focus wrong?!

Cheng Juan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly casually, and lit the cigarette in his mouth, “Mr. Xu was here for the huge murder case three years ago.”

Lu Zhaoying was stunned, his face clearly confused, “What did you find out?”

“Speculation,” Cheng Juan blew out a smoke ring with deep eyes, “Mr. Xu doesn’t have that much sympathy. Something is wrong since he appeared in Ninghai Village.”

“So about the heir…” Lu Zhaoying looked up suddenly.

Cheng Juan smiled, “Two possibilities. One, it’s a cover. With Mr. Xu’s status, even if he has a favorite heir, it would be difficult to ignore the interests of the Xu family and find an outsider to inherit.”

“Second, there is indeed an heir who makes him want to put aside external interests, and Mr. Xu almost puts aside the huge interests of the Xu family. When we came here, he took the initiative to find us and mentioned the matter of the heir. He is seeking my help. If this matter is true, all forces in the capital will be reshuffled. It is unknown whether this ‘heir’ will be alive by then.”

“It is indeed much easier for the Cheng family to save someone than it is for the Xu family.” Lu Zhaoying did not expect this deeper point. He has never been good at reasoning. He scratched his head and laughed: “Then this thing is wrong. Qin Xiaoran should be the survivor of that time. She is so stupid, Mr. Xu will not fall in love with her, right?”

Cheng Juan didn’t say anything. He still had one key point that he couldn’t figure out.

What role does Qin Ran play in this?

For someone like Mr. Xu to personally give a letter of recommendation, this thing is weird from beginning to end.

He blew out a cigarette ring and looked in the direction of the milk tea shop with a deep look: “If there really is an heir that he likes, things will change.”

Thinking about Mr. Xu’s identity, Lu Zhaoying realized the importance of the matter.

He looked up, about to say something, but saw Cheng Juan entering the milk tea shop.

It was a weekend and there were not many people in this milk tea shop, so Qin Ran asked Wei Zihang to wait aside.

Turning around and placing a cup of milk tea on the table, Qin Ran smelled a familiar cold fragrance with a hint of mint.

Looking up, Cheng Juan was leaning on the bar with one hand. He was tall and had long legs, so he always lowered his head inadvertently when looking at people. Even though he looked calm and calm, he still had a less obvious sense of oppression.

Obviously he has never drank milk tea. He stared at the long list of milk tea names. Finally, he frowned and turned his head to look at her. He seemed unhappy and said, “A cup of delicious milk.”

He took out a card and wanted to swipe it.

Qin Ran lowered her head and glanced. It was estimated that Mr. Cheng had never been out. The milk tea shop had no cash and had to pay online. Who could pay with a limited-edition card?

She held down He’s hand and said, “I’ll treat you to a drink.”

Cheng Juan didn’t speak, he just lowered his head slightly and looked at his fingers. The man’s fingers were white, slender and beautiful, but the fingertips were not very delicate.

The fingertips were obviously cold, and against the back of his hand, they felt like a prairie fire.

he raised his head politely and reservedly, and glanced at Qin Ran, who was lowering her head and using various tools to make milk tea.

His expression was focused and peaceful, focusing on the cup in his hand. His slender fingers held the small spoon, stirring the fruit tea in the cup without touching the wall of the cup.

The milk tea cup is transparent with a logo printed on it. Mix the green fruit tea into two-thirds, then quickly pick up the whipped cream and slowly pour it in. Finally, sprinkle with brown chocolate powder.

Qin Ran always does these things seriously. She is usually very cold and cool, but when she is immersed in something, her sharpness completely disappears.

Even the drooping arc of the long eyelashes is very beautiful.

“Thank you.” He took the two cups of milk tea that had been mixed, and felt relaxed and relaxed.

He walked to the side and tightened his fingers quietly.

**

Yuncheng sealed the family.

“Mingyue, eat more. How is the school? Are you used to the dormitory?” Feng Loucheng served Pan Mingyue a lot of food. He had gentle eyebrows, but always had a sharp sense of being in a high position, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

“Thank you, Uncle Feng.” Pan Mingyue said softly, her short hair falling softly on her head, “The classmates are all very good.”

“It just so happens that your brother Feng is also at home. Don’t go back to school during this weekend break. At home, let Auntie cook you more delicious food.” Feng Loucheng smiled gently.

He is smart and capable tomorrow, and he is meticulous in his words. It seems that all his gentleness has been given to the girl in front of him.

Mrs. Feng threw down her chopsticks with a snap, “I’ve finished eating.”

She went upstairs wearing high heels and making a very loud noise.

Feng Ci frowned.

Pan Mingyue tightened her grip on the chopsticks, then raised her head and smiled at Feng Loucheng: “Uncle Feng, we will have the monthly exam soon, and I have to go back to school for self-study.”

“That’s how your aunt is,” Feng Loucheng looked at Pan Mingyue and sighed, “Mingyue, you…”

“Uncle, I’m done eating. I’ll go up and get my clothes first.” Pan Mingyue finished the food Feng Loucheng gave her and went upstairs.

She’s room is nice, but it doesn’t have much smoke and smoke. When she opens the closet, there aren’t many clothes in it.

Most of them are from the past, some are younger. After all, Feng Loucheng is a man, and he will not take care of everything. He will only transfer money to her card on time every month, which is useless to her.

But she doesn’t care.

She took several pieces of clothes and went downstairs.

Turning the corner, I heard the voices of Feng Ci and Feng Loucheng talking.

Feng Ci also put down his chopsticks. He was wiping his mouth with a tissue and glanced at Feng Loucheng: “Dad, not only my mother wants to know, but I also want to know who Mingyue is. You just bring someone back here and you treat her so well. Is this your illegitimate daughter or the daughter of your first love?”

“Why are you like your mother?!” Feng Loucheng threw his chopsticks, pursed his lips, and said with a cold expression, “Feng Ci, don’t mention this to Mingyue.”

“As long as she’s not an illegitimate daughter, not only mom, I also want to know, even if her parents are dead, her relatives are always there, why do you want to take this advantage.” Feng Ci lit a cigarette.

At the corner of the stairs, Pan Mingyue’s joints were blue and white. After a long while, she lowered her head.

I went downstairs to say hello to Feng Loucheng. Mrs. Feng never wanted to see her, but she didn’t abuse her either. What’s more, Feng Loucheng treated her like his own daughter.

“Be careful on the road.” Feng Loucheng suppressed his coldness and was extremely gentle to Pan Mingyue.

Feng Ci watched Pan Mingyue walk out of the door, stood up, looked at Feng Loucheng, and said seriously, “That’s it, you are too kind to Mingyue, not like you usually are. If you want your mother to be nicer to Mingyue, explain the reason to her.”

**

The two days of vacation passed quickly.

The last period on Monday was the class meeting. Gao Yangyang talked about a lot of life philosophy, then unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: “Is there anyone who wants to take the initiative to write this issue of the blackboard newspaper?”

No one raised their hands. He was in his third year of high school. Very few people would take on this kind of thing. It was too troublesome. Everyone was shrinking, afraid of being criticized.

Gao Yang simply said: “Lin Siran, you are good at handwriting, so it’s up to you to do it.”

Qin Ran was half-leaning against the wall. She was recovering from her cold. She raised her eyebrows a little arrogantly and looked at her deskmate who answered softly.

She thinks her deskmate is really good-tempered.

After finishing the trivial matters, there were only ten minutes left for get out of class to end, and Gao Yang asked them to study by themselves.

Qin Ran took out a lollipop from the hole in the table, unwrapped the colorful icing and stuffed it into her mouth.

While flipping through extracurricular books, he held a lollipop in his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a very clear sound of high heels tapping at the door of Class 9, followed by a harsh female voice: “Gao Yang, what’s going on with Qin Ran in your class? Where is our No. 1 Middle School? Is it a place where she can fight and cause trouble? If she delays the study of students in our class, how can she compensate for their future?”