The Twenty-Sixth Night (2)
Feng Jing stared at Mi Xie Er with a complex look in his eyes. “Lad, Dad is very disappointed in you.”
Mi Xie Er: “—”
“That is exactly what I want to say to you.” Qin Fan looked at Feng Jing with a sneer.
Feng Jing: “—”
In the living room, Feng Jing and Qin Fan were sitting on the two sides of the sofa. Only Mi Xie Er stood at the side, not daring to go near them.
“You better give me an explanation that pleases me, otherwise the consequences will be dire.” Qin Fan crossed his legs, his boss aura fully unleashed.
Ah, but in recent years, Feng Jing had seen one too many spectacles as such, he wasn’t int he slightest intimidated by Qin Fan’s imposing manner.
“My mental state has been bad recently, I just thought that if I improved my environment it might help improve the condition.”
“Do you know what ‘improvement’ means? You moved here from Flower Pavilion. You call this an ‘improvement’?”
“—I believe, whether or not it’s better, is very subjective. Everyone’s standards are different. As for me, I like it here.”
“What do you like here? Strong and vigorous thieves?”
Feng Jing: “—”
Feng Jing glanced at Mi Xie Er, he really had told Qin Fan everything!
“You move back today. ‘Secret’ is about to start filming. Your vacation is over!”
Feng Jing opened his mouth and was just about to say something when Qin Fan interrupted again. “I will take over managing you, Mi Xie Er will cover in only when I’m too busy.”
Feng Jing: “—”
“Okay, Mi Xie Er, help the infamous Film Emperor Feng pack up his suitcases up.” Qin Fan got up from the sofa and walked out the door.
Now there were only Feng Jing and Mi Xie Er left in the room. Mi Xie Er tried to reduce his presence, wishing he could shrink into a small dot. “I- I’ll go and help you pack up!”
Feng Jing bit his lips, his brows were locked. The matter of exchanging souls with Er Huang had not yet progressed, and he had just intended to further develop his relationship with Jiang Ran when he was discovered by Qin Fan. At this moment, Qin Fan’s image in his eyes was like the stick that broke up lovers – the parents who broke up the children1 MamaGoose: In Chinese, there’s a saying – The homewrecker is known as the person who used a stick to beat and break up a pair of mandarin ducks, i.e., a lovey-dovey harmonious couple..
It can be said that he really wanted to let Er Huang take a bite out of Qin Fan!
He walked to the window, scrolled to Jiang Ran’s number, and called her.
The takeaway had just been delivered, Jiang Ran put down the half-opened box and took a look at her mobile phone.
Mr. Feng?!
It was the first time she was talking to Mr. Feng over the phone. She was, surprisingly, a little nervous. She subconsciously adjusted her sitting position and answered the phone.
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- “Hello, Mr. Feng.”
Hearing Jiang Ran’s voice, Feng Jing also blanked for a moment before he spoke into the microphone. “Hello.”
After saying hello, the two quieted down at the same time. After a while, Feng Jing said again, “Something’s up my end. I’ll move back to my family home for the time being, but if you need anything, you can still call me.”
This was unexpected for Jiang Ran. She froze for a moment.
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- “Okay, I see. Are things serious with your family? Is there anything I can help you with?”
Feng Jing smiled. “It’s not that serious, I can resolve it, but there is really a place where you could help.”
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- “Hm?”
“Help me take care of yourself.”
[MamaGoose: Hnnnh- ML YOU’VE READ TOO MANY SCRIPTS, TONE DOWN YOUR CHARMS!]
Although Jiang Ran had always been a sober person, at this moment, her face reddened. Was her luck in relationships with men of the last name Feng lousy? When she met them, she was especially prone to blushing!
Hearing that the other party stayed silent, Feng Jing changed the topic in a timely manner. “Right, do you remember Pumpkin’s concert?
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- “Yes.”
“It’s next week, I will come to pick you up early then.”
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- “Okay, we’ll call each other then.”
“Ok.”
This time the two were silent for a long time again. It was Jiang Ran who broke it with a goodbye. Feng Jing sighed softly when she hung up. Under Qin Fan’s watch, it would be difficult to sneak out to watch the concert.
But! He could always think of a way.
Feng Jing didn’t have much stuff in the apartment, so Mi Xie Er didn’t take too long to pack up the suitcase, but … He found some very strange things. “Boss Feng, are these assorted vitamins and facial masks all yours? “
These … seemed to be for women.
His first reaction was that maybe a woman had visited here once, but looking at these things that had yet to be opened, he was indifferent again.
“—” Feng Jing looked at the stuff in Mi Xie Er’s hands and said, “Oh, I bought it for my sister, but I never had time to take it to her.”
“Oh, then I’ll help you mail them to your sister’s company?”
“No, just pack them all up.”
“OK.”
Mi Xie Er packed this lot of skincare and health care products, then left with Feng Jing.