What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 220: Your son is Qin Wuxiang, why didn’t you tell him earlier?

For a lunch for five people, Qin Feng made a table full of more than ten dishes.

The four people surnamed Wang plus Qin Feng, an out-and-out "outsider", make the scene look unexpectedly harmonious.

As for the reason...

It's surprising that the old man is willing to sit down and eat at the same table with Qin Feng.

But it is impossible to say where the harmony lies.

People tend to only care about negative things, such as the sense of violation, which is a visual impact that stings people's eyeballs and makes people eager to express their different opinions.

But harmony is harmony, and it is impossible to specifically say where the harmony lies.

Mr. Wang looked at the dishes on the table in front of him. Half of them were Gusu cuisine that he was familiar with. Not to mention how they tasted, the presentation alone was enough to give him full marks.

The mysterious and ancient food culture of the Oriental people has evolved over thousands of years. In a word, food is the most important thing for the people.People care about eating well, and they also care about how good the food looks before it goes into their mouths.

"It was hard work."

For the first time, Mr. Wang praised Qin Feng. He is not the kind of person who deliberately makes things difficult. It is the magnanimity of the old man's life that talks about things.

"I thought you would only cook dishes from our hometown in order to please me." The old man said: "To be honest, I have been away from home these years, and there are very few people who can let me sit down and eat, and those people Everything is done to satisfy my taste.”

He looked at Qin Feng, "You are the only one who has cooked half a table of local dishes. Are you so confident in your skills?"

Not mocking, but asking seriously.

Qin Feng nodded: "Of course I am confident."

He is not from Suzhou, so on weekdays he only gets greedy occasionally and wants to eat Gusu food, so he will cook and give his little girlfriend a toothpaste to make her happy.

Most of the time, I still cook the specialty Shandong cuisine - Jiaodong cuisine, which is mainly seafood and Guanhai City has its own style.

It feels natural and easy to do, and you have full confidence.

But then, he also revealed another very simple purpose.

"The other thing is to let you know that what you are eating now is what An Ruo usually eats." Qin Feng smiled slightly and was extremely sincere: "With your status, you can't try the delicacies wherever you go? But today I ate this After a meal of our home-cooked food, even if you go back to Suzhou, when you miss your granddaughter and smack her lips, you will know what she ate at that time and whether she ate well."

After saying this, he turned to look at Wang Anruo, "Anruo likes to eat the food I cook, and rarely goes out to restaurants or orders takeout."

The latter's cheeks were flushed with a happy smile, and his eyebrows were lowered, but he was not shy, but rather relaxed and generous.

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment. Wang Renwei, who was sitting next to him, remained silent, while Wang Rengui already showed a happy smile.

Although he was extremely determined in his heart, at this moment, he still felt that it was great for his daughter to have such a person to accompany her for the rest of her life.

The old man came to his senses and picked up the chopsticks.

No one knew how much impact those words had on him, not even the other people present.

I have to say that sincerity is always a must-win, and if appropriate, a little eloquence must be added.

For Qin Feng, the old man is a guest; for others, he is the head of the family.As long as he didn't do it, no one would dare to use the chopsticks first.

Even when the old man started to move his chopsticks, several people watched eagerly, waiting for him to speak before eating.

Wang Anruo held his chin in his hands, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at his grandfather with expectation, his eyes shining.

She has absolute confidence in Qin Feng.

The old man picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The thickened soup was a very traditional tomato and sweet and sour sauce. The taste was not choking and very soft as soon as it entered the mouth.

This is enough to make people's eyes brighten. The sweet and sour taste of the soup does not overwhelm the mouth and nose, which means it is qualified. The smooth texture is excellent, and the crispness is also excellent. In addition, the fish is delivered by a dedicated person every day. You can imagine this dish being delivered fresh to your doorstep.

He looked at the squirrel mandarin fish, nodded and said: "Don't be stunned, eat it while it's hot."

After saying that, he finally looked at Qin Feng meaningfully, "I do have the capital to be confident."

Everyone in the Wang family knows how high a compliment it is to say this sentence from the old man's mouth.

The strange thing is that neither Wang Anruo nor Wang Rengui are surprised at all by the old man's overflowing satisfaction.

They are people who are used to Qin Feng's cooking, and are accustomed to the surprise shown by those who taste his cooking for the first time.

I really envy someone who has never tried Qin Feng’s cooking!
I can experience that amazing feeling again.

After Wang Renwei took a bite, he couldn't stop eating. He hadn't eaten such delicious and authentic hometown food for a long time. For almost a meal, he only ate those Gusu dishes, adding bowl after bowl of rice. .

But the old man surprised Qin Feng.

He has been eating Jiaodong dishes on the table... those home-cooked dishes that Qin Feng usually cooks.

Looking at the old man's persistence and seriousness in tasting every plate carefully, Qin Feng figured it out.

This is the love that comes from family affection.

I guess after the old man finishes eating, he can guess what Wang Anruo likes to eat the most... This is the blood inheritance from his childhood.

He really wants to know how his granddaughter is doing. You can never make your family members who love you stop worrying about her, especially the relatives who are the next generation, especially the old people who raised you.

Every grievance you suffer outside can make them feel so distressed that they can't sleep well.

Wang Rengui, with his big belly, happily moved his chopsticks here and there.

Compared to the eldest brother who walks on thin ice and respects his father, and the second brother who is shrewd and scheming, he is the son who understands the old man the most.

The old man said nothing while eating, but Wang Rengui knew very well that one thing was safe.

His main concern.

Eat without talking and sleep without saying a word, one of the family mottos of the Wang family is to eat quietly but not at all depressingly... because the food is so delicious that any more words would be a waste.

After finishing the meal, there were only a little bit left over from the more than ten dishes for the five of us, which was enough for the young couple to eat the next meal.

The old man was sitting in the living room drinking tea. After the young couple finished washing the dishes, he finally had something to say.

He stood up, put on the fur coat that he had taken off, and walked to the door, obviously ready to leave.

"Let your parents come to see me directly. I have watched An Ruo grow up. As long as I am still alive, I have the final say in her marriage." Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng with a calm expression.

After saying that, Qin Feng was stunned, opened the door and left without looking back.

He originally wanted to give it away, but Wang Renwei stopped him.

"I think..." He hesitated for a moment, and finally seemed to have made a decision, unlike the tone he used when talking to Qin Feng before: "We should find a time to have a good talk, after you come back from Jiangcheng. "

"Okay, no need to give it away," Wang Rengui looked at Qin Feng and his daughter with a smile: "It's still early for you to join us in our heart-to-heart talk, and..."

He lowered his voice and smiled mysteriously: "It's quite troublesome to clean up the house as it is, so hurry up and get busy!"

After saying that, Wang Rengui patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, which was very encouraging and gratifying. Qin Feng's performance today seemed to him to be very good.

After the people left, Qin Feng came back to his senses and turned to look at Wang Anruo.

He didn't know what to say for a moment. If he understood correctly, had the old man already let go of what he just said?
If it were just that he had the final say in An Ruo's marriage, it would mean that he did not agree with the marriage, and it would be useless for Uncle Wang to make any calculations.

But if you add a sentence in front of it to ask your parents to talk to him directly, the meaning changes.

If you go to talk, it means you can talk.

If we can negotiate, there is a possibility that we can achieve it...it seems quite small now.

The phrase "What you are eating now is what your granddaughter usually eats" at the dinner table really had a big impact on Mr. Wang, and it made him see some essential things——

Whether the couple can live a good life depends on their present and future.

Wang Anruo knew his grandfather best. His grandfather's temperament meant that he would never let go of things that were not discussed. He had clearly told Qin Feng before that he would not agree to their marriage.

But now that he is willing to talk, it means that grandpa has given in.

This is the first time in her life that her grandfather is willing to give in!

So Wang Anruo walked up to Qin Feng, put her hands on the hem of his clothes to help him straighten his clothes, smoothed his collar, and raised his feet to help him smooth his hair.

"Go and change clothes." She said softly, "Let's go to Jiangcheng in the afternoon."

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded and put her hand in front of Wang Anruo's chin. She gently leaned her head over and rubbed his hand with her chin, like a clingy kitten.

Wang Anruo's skin is very good, and her chin feels smooth and a little cold, white and tender, without any fat at all.

Qin Feng held up her chin, bent down and kissed her.
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Jiangcheng is a county-level city not far from Guanhai City. The population of the entire city is about the same as the surrounding areas, and the economy is about the same. Just like its sense of existence, it is neither more nor less.

A river passes through the city and divides the city into two, hence the name River City.

There is no luxury here like Guanhai City, no bustling business districts and office buildings lined with high-rise buildings, and no busy roads with constant traffic jams.

Even for takeout after twelve o'clock in the evening, only 24-hour convenience stores still provide services.

But there is also a slow pace here that is not found in big cities.

On those small streets hidden between green woods and white walls and red tiles, you can see men and women playing cards with tables and chairs everywhere. In addition to a few old people, there will also be young people after work who also come over to play cards.

There has been an endless stream of people in the park since the afternoon, including old people in uniforms carrying Tai Chi swords, couples going for a walk after work, and of course square dancing in the evening.

It is not easy to find a basketball court with nets in Jiangcheng, but even if those who want to play have to climb over the wall to enter the middle school, or ride an electric car across half the city, this still cannot stop a city from playing basketball. Men who love basketball.

"Can you play ball?"

McLaren passed by a golf course in a park and stopped at the intersection waiting for a red light. Wang Anruo, the co-pilot, looked at the people playing on the court and suddenly turned to ask Qin Feng.

Qin Feng nodded: "Yes. When I was in college, my extracurricular activities included staying in the dormitory and playing games, and I would be called to play ball by the dormitory next door."

Hearing this, Wang Anruo's eyes lit up: "How was the fight?"

Which girl has not imagined that her prince is a boy in white sweating on the court?

Although the reality is that wearing white clothes to play ball is silly, and the person riding the white horse may also be Tang Seng.

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "During the military training in my freshman year, they just needed people to recruit me to make up the number. By the next semester, they would ask me if I wanted to go and play. If I went, they would ask other people to make up the number."

"Then why have I never seen you play?" Wang Anruo became interested. She wanted to watch Qin Feng play.

Boys who can play ball are really handsome.

Although Qin Feng is already handsome enough and has a scholarly elegance, wouldn't a scholar who can play ball be more interesting?

"How can I have time after working?" Qin Feng spread his hands: "I'm not a student anymore. I don't have so much free time... I don't play games often anymore."

I don't know when it started, not sure what day it was. When Qin Feng came back to his senses, he found that video games were boring to him.

Maybe people have to go through this moment. The teenager who once played a new game all night long will become an adult who turns on the computer and faces a full screen of games, feeling uninterested.

"Um……"

Wang Anruo made a brief snort in his nose and turned to look at the court again.

She may be thinking about how good Qin Feng's skills are now and whether she can still catch a glimpse of his style.

Qin Feng understands her depth not just in the physical sense. Seeing through his girlfriend's mind is a required course for boyfriends.

"I'll take you to the stadium when I have time." Qin Feng said with a smile, "But next time I go to the stadium, I won't drive this car. It's too eye-catching."

Wang Anruo didn't ask why, she already knew the reason——

On the court not far away, whether they were playing or watching, their minds were no longer on the basketball. They all looked over, obviously more interested in Qin Feng's luxury car. .

Apart from basketball, cars are also a dream for men.

There are very few people in Jiangcheng who can afford to drive such a luxury car, so there is a McLaren waiting at the red light, which is obviously more attractive than basketball... You can play basketball any day, but McLarens are rare in Jiangcheng.

Wang Anruo smiled softly. She liked the feeling of being envied by her boyfriend.

No matter if you have money or have a celebrity girlfriend.

If someone praises her, she won't be too happy, but if someone praises her boyfriend, Wang Anruo will have a much better impression of that person in an instant.

Because in her opinion, everything about Qin Feng was obtained by his talent and gentleness, and he deserves to be praised by others.

Even so, she still had a little worry.

"When you go home to meet your parents, wouldn't it be too showy to drive a car like this?" Wang Anruo was afraid of being gossiped by the neighbors.

Qin Feng chuckled lightly, "What I want is to return home in fine clothes."

He has always worked hard outside. He has already established a career at a young age, and now he is going to start a family in Guanhai.

I haven’t been back for a long time, and now there is no need to hide my identity. If I still take the train back and ask my mother to drive to the station to pick her up like last time, what is the difference between that and Jinyi Night Walk?

"As long as you are happy." Wang Anruo's eyes smiled like two crescents, "Then I know what to do."

Qin Feng didn't know what she was thinking. He was used to Miss Wang being weird in private... Although in the eyes of unfamiliar people, she was a quasi-diva who was full of aura and cold as ice.

But just like she said...as long as you are happy.

Just go with her.

The traffic light turned green, Qin Feng stepped on the accelerator and turned into the left-turn waiting area.

"Shouldn't you go straight to your parents' house?" Wang Anruo was slightly surprised by Qin Feng's change of direction.

Qin Feng was surprised that Wang Anruo could remember the road to his home after only going there once... and he still remembered it by taking his mother's car.

"There is no one at home at this time." Qin Feng explained: "But I know where to find her."
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Taxi drivers in Jiangcheng cover an average of tens of thousands of kilometers a month.

It is one hundred kilometers from Jiangcheng to Guanhai, and two thousand six hundred kilometers from Jiangcheng to Mohe.

Drivers in Jiangcheng use their wheels to measure their lives in this city every day.

Among them, Qin Ma is an exception among Jiangcheng drivers——

Not only is she a female driver, but also because she is the last taxi driver in this small county who refuses to use taxis.

I forget when it started, but there are no more pedestrians waving to stop cars on the road.

I forgot when it started, every driver has several mobile phones in his car.

More and more colleagues are beginning to register as online ride-hailing drivers and start to share the pie with online ride-hailing services.Only Qin Ma insisted on picking up passengers who waved at the roadside, so the average age of her customers became older and older.

In her words, won’t people who don’t know how to use mobile phones or whose mobile phones run out of battery not be able to get a taxi on the road in the future?
Should not be.

She couldn't help it in a big city, but there had to be humaneness in a small city.

Of course, occasionally on holidays, she would go to the station to pick up passengers, and she would also pick up young people returning to their hometowns.When she meets one or two talkative people, she will proudly praise her son and say, "I also have a son about your age, how good he is."Look, the benefits of renting are now revealed. Online car-hailing has strict requirements, and drivers are not allowed to strike up conversations with passengers, but Qin Ma can chat if she wants, and no one cares about it.

But unfortunately, few young people today are willing to chat with strangers, so there are not many opportunities for her to brag about their son.

So she often talked about her son in front of her colleagues.

Especially when everyone advised her not to struggle with money and register as an online ride-hailing driver or book rides online, she would always proudly say, "My son sends so much money home every month, which is enough for me for the rest of my life." It’s spent.”

"Hey, Sister Qin!"

In the courtyard of the taxi company, a woman who was cleaning the car's glass with a bucket looked at the taxi slowly entering the gate and greeted her warmly.

Qin's mother rolled down the window and stopped beside her: "Why did the work stop at this hour today?"

Poking out her head to look at the sunset that turned half of the sky red, Qin's mother joked: "Didn't you drive home until dark in the past?"

Working as a taxi driver requires a long journey every day, and running from day to night is the norm for almost everyone.

The woman was in her forties, younger than Qin's mother, tall and round, and looked very kind. She was willing to get close to Qin's mother.

Among the drivers in Jiangcheng, Mother Qin is the most popular, and since they are all female drivers, she is even more friendly, calling each other Sister Qin.

Last time Qin’s mother and her husband went to watch the sea to see their son, she also drove him there.

The woman laughed and teased Qin's mother: "Sister Qin, don't you stop working at this hour every day? You are busy going home to cook for your wife. Brother Qin is so happy."

Qin's mother's eyes lit up and she quickly replied: "Isn't it wrong for my son? He sends money home every month. I'm used to driving every day. It feels uncomfortable if I don't step on the accelerator. I don't have to get up early and stay late, otherwise I would be early Just retire and enjoy your life!”

After saying that, she stopped the car, got out of the car, and picked up the rag in the woman's bucket.

"I'll help you!"

This is why Qin's mother always shows off her son, but never offends others.

She is willing to help everyone. When new drivers in the industry ask her if they don’t understand anything, she always answers generously; when other people have difficulties, they ask her for help, and she readily agrees... She even got up early to help them. Helping a colleague’s son get married.

More and more taxis drove into the company compound, and the aroma of food began to come from the bungalows in the compound.

Many drivers have irregular meals three times a day and often just find a restaurant on the road. However, drivers in Jiangcheng prefer to go back to the company to eat.

Taking care of food every day at noon and night, saving a day's food money, and the temptation to earn as much as you earn is too great for these people with families.

"Hey, Sister Qin has stopped working again?" The drivers stopped the car and went to the canteen. When they saw the two people in the courtyard, they smiled and joked: "It's great to have a good son!"

When everyone heard this, they also joked: "When will your son come back to see you? Can't you bring the company for us to see?"

"That's right, let's see what Sister Qin's son looks like. I always talk about it."

"By the way, does your son have a girlfriend? Introduce one to your son?"

"To be honest, I also know a lot of girls. Later, you can send me a photo of your son and I will show it to the other girls. Maybe there will be some fun!"

"Forget it, Sister Qin's son works at Guanhai TV Station. Can he like the girl you know?"

"What are you talking about? My relative is a college student from a prestigious university after all!"

"Isn't that a big difference? Sister Qin's son has been working for several years."

Everyone had a mouthful of food, and some even took their rice bowls to the yard and squatted down to eat. It was quite lively and lively.

The taxi drivers all have a good relationship with each other. They usually use their walkie-talkies to tell others where someone is waiting for a taxi, so as long as they are not particularly unsociable, they can all chat with each other.

Qin's mother always showed off that her son was a staff member of a big city TV station. One night after Qin Feng held a press conference, he had a long phone call with Qin's mother. After talking about his own affairs, Qin's mother said He didn't tell his colleagues about Qin Feng.

She is not stupid, she knows the principle of not showing off her wealth. Showing off her son before was out of a mother's selfish motives. Besides, all children are similar, no matter how promising they are, they are not much different.

"My son has a girlfriend." Qin's mother waved her hand to decline their kindness.

The woman she helped clean the car was very curious: "Does she really have a girlfriend?"

"Then there are still fake ones?" Mother Qin said, "Didn't I show you the photos last time?"

When the woman thought about it, she always felt that Sister Qin's son had lied to him.

After all, that photo was of Fang Nianwei. She had seen such jokes many times. Her son sometimes joked that Di Lieba was his wife.

So the woman just smiled and said nothing, thinking that Sister Qin was just joking.

Someone next to her asked her: "Is Sister Qin's daughter-in-law good-looking?"

The woman laughed and joked: "It looks good, even better than a big star!"

"By the way, you haven't said why it stopped so early today." Mother Qin was very curious.

The woman's face was full of joy: "My son passed the interview! I rushed home to celebrate him!"

As soon as he said this, the drivers around him all cast envious glances.

"Did you pass the exam?"

"It's not easy, it's really promising!"

The interview in the woman's mouth is the interview of the unit.

Jiangcheng is not far from Guanhai. They are both cities in Qilu. The people here are obsessed with organization that is unimaginable in other places.

That's why they think it's something to be envied that Qin's mother's son can work at Guanhai TV Station.

But if you can work in a local unit, it will be much better than working in a different place.

"Which unit are you assigned to?"

"It's in our subdistrict office and assigned to the city!"

Women are very happy. It is much more convenient to work in the city than in the towns.

Qin's mother was also sincerely happy, "It's good to pass the exam, and the two years of hard work have not been in vain."

The woman's son started taking the civil service examination after graduation and experienced a failure, but fortunately, the results this year were good.

She was complimented by everyone and realized how happy Mother Qin was before, so she happily promised Mother Qin: "If you have anything I can help with in the future, just ask me. I will definitely help Sister Qin!"

Everyone also began to talk about whether it was better to be established in a big city or to join a local unit.

Finally, I came to the conclusion that although Jiangcheng is not big, it is always better to be close to home.

As the sky gets darker, the drivers have finished their meal and it’s time to set off for the second half of the day’s work.

Most of them started running around [-] a.m. and stopped until early in the morning. They had a meal in the company cafeteria in the evening and then continued working for the remaining few hours.

Today's meal was also a treat. My colleague's son has passed the public examination. It seems that Qin's mother will not be the only one in the company who often talks about her son.

And in their opinion, the woman's son is more promising than Qin's mother's son. It is also a good thing for them to take the exam in the local area. They are sure to ask for help from him that day and move around more to enhance their relationship. .

At this moment, the drivers who were about to drive out of the company compound slowly stopped at the door, as if giving way to the driveway.

A spotless McLaren 720S slowly drove into the gate in full view of everyone.

The reason why it's new is that Qin Feng doesn't really drive it on weekdays. After all, it has a quality control system that says he spends eight months of the year in the repair shop. As long as the wheels turn, there will be constant problems.

But if this car can appear in Jiangcheng, in front of this group of drivers who have been driving for half their lives in the taxi compound, you can only imagine how much impact it has.

Everyone's eyes are straight!
They could tell at a glance how much the car was worth, and also what kind of strength the owner was!
"Good guy, our boss's car?"

"Don't lie, our boss can't afford to drive a McLaren...at most we can drive a car worth 30 yuan."

"Good boy, this car can't cost more than a million?"

"One million? It's more than 300 at the end of the day! It must be more than [-]."

The man next to him shook his head at everyone, stretched out four fingers, and said seriously: "If you don't make this amount in a year, you can't afford to drive this car."

So everyone was curious about who could afford to drive such a car.

I saw the McLaren slowly stopping in front of everyone, the windows rolled down, and the driver was a young and handsome guy.

Seeing this, everyone was not surprised. Aren't all the people driving luxury cars young and wealthy?Especially those who drive sports cars, they won’t show off like this as they get older.

It's not surprising that he is a young master, but I don't know which family he is from.

They stared intently, hoping to see something from his appearance and what he was doing.

Come to discuss business?
Under the gaze of everyone, the handsome young man stuck his head out and shouted to Sister Qin who was cleaning the car: "Mom!"

mom?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, very surprised.

Qin's mother, who was cleaning the glass, turned around when she heard this and saw that it was her son, and she was overjoyed.

"Ah, Xiaofeng! Why are you back? You didn't even say a word... Why did you come here?"

"I guess there is no one at home." Qin Feng got out of the car, smiled and gave his mother a big hug.

"Hey, eldest son! Have you grown taller again?" Qin's mother smiled happily, and then introduced to everyone who was already wide-eyed: "This is my son, Qin Feng... call someone quickly."

The last sentence was said to Qin Feng, who then greeted his mother's colleagues.

"Hello uncles and aunts, my name is Qin Feng."

He is very polite and has a polite smile. There is nothing wrong with him in terms of his appearance, dress or conversation.

The people who had not come back to their senses were still stunned. They looked at Qin Feng and then at the McLaren.

I don't understand, I can't figure it out.

Can Sister Qin's son drive such a luxury car?
It took several seconds before a few people came back to their senses.

understood!

Got it, got it, everything makes sense!

In a big city, it is inevitable that the leaders have several luxury cars. This Xiao Qin is doing well!
The boss even lent him a car to drive home!

They make their living from cars, and naturally they also know some industries, such as those who rent luxury cars and those who borrow cars. In short, [-]% of the cars that drive luxury cars on the street are not their own.

They all smiled at Qin Feng, feeling in their hearts that Qin Feng was more promising than the son of the woman who had just passed the public examination.

At least people who are prosperous in big cities can drive this kind of car when going out... Don't care whose car it is.

"You are Qin Feng!"

"Your mother always nags us about you, saying you have a lot of potential... Looking at it today, it's true!"

"Young man shows his talent, he is so handsome!"

"Do you have a partner?"

Finally, a man frowned and asked in confusion: "Have you been here before when you were a child? Why do I think you look familiar? I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"Really, when you tell me, I think he looks like a star, but I can't remember who he is."

After being nudged, everyone felt that Qin Feng looked familiar.

Qin Feng just smiled and said nothing, without explaining anything.

Because someone will explain it to you.

The sound of a car door closing sounded.

Perhaps it was because McLaren was too eye-catching, or perhaps because the reunion of mother and son was so heartwarming, Wang Anruo got out of the car and closed the door, and everyone realized that there was another person in the co-pilot.

When they looked over, they could no longer be described as stunned.

Shock would be more accurate.

Shocked, puzzled, and full of disbelief!

Especially the woman who was cleaning the car. She didn't even notice when the rag in her hand fell to the ground.

Her eyes were wide open, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak when she saw the woman walking gracefully in front of Qin's mother!
Only Qin Feng's mother was very natural, and her expression when she looked at Wang Anruo was even a bit doting.

This is my son’s girlfriend!

I am not satisfied with myself.

Wang Anruo looked at Qin's mother, her face turned red, and she remembered the last time she was caught and hidden in the closet at Qin Feng's house.

So she quickly adjusted her condition, coughed lightly, smiled sweetly and shouted: "Hello, aunt."

"Hey, Anruo is here too? Have you lost weight recently?" Mother Qin's sharp eyes immediately saw that Wang Anruo had lost weight, "You need to eat more."

Wang Anruo was very happy. Her aunt could see that she had lost weight, which meant that she remembered him.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, the other party finally came back to their senses.

"Fang Nianwei?!" The woman's lips were trembling.

The big star that he had only seen on TV actually appeared in front of him!

"Hello, aunt." Wang Anruo also smiled at her and said hello.

Qin Feng has already said hello. It's not appropriate for him to put on airs. To put it bluntly, these are his future mother-in-law's colleagues.

The woman didn't dare to answer, and everyone else was dumbfounded, suspecting that they were dreaming.

wait!

Since the woman is Fang Nianwei, then...

They finally remembered why Qin Feng looked familiar.

The way they looked at Qin Feng changed, and then they looked at Qin Ma.

"Qin...Sister Qin, is your son Qin Wuxiang?" The person who spoke felt that his throat went dry as soon as the words came out, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Not only did his voice change, but his title also changed.

Qin's mother chuckled: "Didn't I say that?"

"Did you...did you say that?" Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.

Qin's mother smiled even happier: "I have always said that my son is very promising."

(End of this chapter)