My Sister is the Female Team Leader

Seeing the elevator stopped on the first floor, Pei Xian walked to the window and looked down. While watching them get in the nanny's car, his cell phone rang, and the person who liked to send emoji sent a small emoji after that. A screenshot was also posted.

When Park Soo-young was in the elevator, he intercepted the content of the chat with Lin Yoona, and sent the photo to Bae Xian when he went out. Don’t forget to joke him, ‘isn’t it supposed to be concealed? Yoona, O'Neill said that you are prone to self-destruction, and what's the happy event today? Look at your face that wants to be praised so much’

"Happy event...ha"

Seeing this line of words, Pei Xian suddenly remembered. He didn't tell her the drama he had just received. At that time, he was thinking about the two emoji expressions, so he left behind the script.

The screen of the phone gradually dimmed, and was quickly lit by him, and quickly typed out a word on the screen with his finger and sent it over.

‘If I’m free at night, I’ll tell you something to go, explain in advance, don’t scold me’

It didn't take long before he received a reply.

'scold? Your expression is like saying, hurry up and praise you’

This boast is very spiritual.

Seeing Pei Xian wanted to bump his head against the wall, what he wanted to boast about, it would be nice to be able to live intact.

A few seconds later, the phone received another message from Park Xiurong, which contained subtle contents, short and clear.

"Let me give you a good compliment tonight"

Staring at this sentence, Pei Xian watched for a long time, until the screen was suddenly occupied by an incoming call, he reacted, hurriedly answered the call from his father, and turned back and quickly pressed the elevator.

"Oh, Abba"

"Come here?"

"Come here, waiting for the elevator"

When she returned to her parents, Pei's mother had already prepared a table of dishes, but Pei Xian came back, and she hadn't let her son go to the table to eat, but said something to wait for Pei Zhuxuan to come back to eat.

"Joohyeon? Mom, is there anything good today? This dish looks very good." Seeing a whole table of Han Ding Shi which is nourishing but also nutritious fish, shrimp and crabs, Pei Xian wanted to put his chopsticks in the pot. I clipped a piece of stewed ribs, but my mother took it down.

"The people are not there, what to eat, put it back." Pei Xian immediately lowered his head to admit his counsel, and obediently put down his chopsticks and walked into the living room.

The scent from the dining table can float here. He hasn't eaten much for a day. Pei Xian rubbed his stomach, looked at his father for help, and whispered, "Daddy, what are you doing today? I'm very hungry."

"Be patience, you'll know later." Father Pei smiled mysteriously at Pei Xian, still thinking of what he said when he was hungry, took a box of pastries from the cabinet and handed it over, "Signature dessert, eat."

These noodles are a bit sweet, not what Pei Xian likes to eat.

He held it in his hand, but still didn't eat after thinking about it. He planned to drink a glass of water and waited.

"Why don't you eat it? Joo-hyun brought this, saying that Xiurong and Seul-qi bought it in the back street." Father Pei saw that Pei Xian hadn't eaten it, and said something to him about not wasting food. "There are still a lot at home, didn't you mean you are hungry? One piece is fine."

Hearing the previous two sentences, Pei Xian's brows moved, and without a word, he took a piece of pastry that he didn't know what the taste was in the box and ate it.

Simply speaking, he felt that he was not a double standard, he was just hungry.

Until dark, the dishes on the table were completely cold, Pei Zhuxuan returned home, and mother Pei walked to the hallway to greet her with joy, but seeing that there was nothing in her hand except for the mobile phone, her expression was stunned." Juhyeon, what do I ask you to prepare?"

"Ou Ma... I can't prepare anymore" Pei Zhuxuan looked embarrassed, and after taking a look at Pei Xian who was sitting in the living room, she took Pei's mother and walked aside, and whispered, "Xiao Xian, he won't agree with you and Ah. Dad did this, and it’s impossible for him now."

"Why, your dad and I just want to introduce him to someone"

"..."

Seeing how sincere the expression on her mother's face was, Pei Zhuxuan was stunned and couldn't say anything.

Yesterday, she received news from her parents that she asked her to go home for dinner tonight. Anyway, the distance is very close. The relationship between going up and downstairs, Pei Zhuxuan felt nothing at first, but until this morning, Mom Pei asked her to introduce whom to introduce to Pei Xian. , She understood.

This is a Hongmen Banquet.

It was a Hongmen banquet prepared by my family.

The key is that his parents still contacted him without telling Pei Xian, so Pei Xian didn't know what was going on from beginning to end.

"Ou Ma, Xiao Xian and I are both entertainers. Feelings are such things. Actually...Forget it, just ask him. If he says he is willing, it will be a ghost."

She felt that she shouldn't just agree to this strange request from her parents without asking clearly. If she knew in advance, she would not agree.

Mother Pei did not give up and asked Pei Zhuxuan more, "Are you sure you didn't take some photos, introductions, etc.?"

"No, Mom, do you ask Xiaoxian yourself?" Pei Zhuxuan sighed long, pulled her mother into the restaurant, and said, "Let’s eat first, O Ma, I’m so hungry."

The family sat down to eat. Pei Xian ate the rice **** and drinks from the convenience store today. Then came a piece of pastry. He was already very hungry, and the smell of meat on the table was too much in his eyes. He couldn't bear it for a while. I ate two more bowls.

Pei Zhuxuan took a look at Pei Xian with his chin half-supported. With the other hand, he secretly pulled his clothes under the table. When he met his gaze, his gaze floated toward the kitchen.

Pei Xian, who was watching this action, was confused. He didn't know what she wanted to do. He followed the line of sight to the kitchen, but he didn't see any bugs, and he was even more puzzled.

"Why, I'm going to add a bowl of rice to you again? Well, let's go." Pei Xian instantly understood what she meant when her eyes fell on the rice bowl she had eaten, and smiled and took her bowl and got up.

"..." Pei Zhuxuan looked at Pei Xian, feeling extremely speechless, curious as to why his younger brother's IQ was getting lower every day. He was obviously smart before.

never mind....

In front of her parents, she couldn't say it directly, so she stood up with an awkward smile and walked into the kitchen with him. Regardless of Pei Xian's doubtful gaze, she grabbed him and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah~www.readwn.com~Do you know about the matter between you and Xiurong? You haven't said it yet. Also, if Dad called you back today, didn't you ask anything? You didn't ask him either? "

"What...what?" Pei Xian turned to look at the dining table when she was unclear about it, and found that his parents were looking over here, and whispered, "Of course I didn't say anything, you just live upstairs. Whatever I say...it will be inconvenient for me and her."

"That's fine, seal it and remember to seal it. When Abba and Oma ask you anything, you think you should not agree. If there is something wrong, I will knock you to death for Xiurong." After that, Pei Zhuxuan stretched out his hand I took my rice bowl back, and after he had just made a fuss, I had to add some rice to it.

Pei Xian still didn’t understand what she meant. He grabbed her hair, and when she returned to her seat, he heard Father Pei ask himself a question in a very expectant tone. He said, "Xiao Xian, you It’s also a rest period recently, this year it’s twenty-six."

"Abba, the premise of you asking me this question, have you thought about Joo Hyon?"

"???"

Pei Zhuxuan was still planning to watch the excitement on the sidelines, so he was stunned by this rhetorical question, and his expression slowly became confused. What's the matter with him?