My Sister is the Female Team Leader

Early the next morning, Pei Xian showed up at the teahouse owned by his father. He had no schedule today, and the shooting schedule for the commercial had been postponed for two days. The assistant rarely disturbed him, and his phone was quiet. Occasionally a few messages pop up.

Father Pei brought a kettle up for his son and found that he had appeared here early this morning and was sitting in a daze. He was holding a thick folder in his hand, but instead of looking at it, he was staring out the window.

My eyes are dull and I can't concentrate. I must have stayed up late yesterday.

"Ahem!"

After coughing heavily, Father Pei saw Pei Xian come back to his senses and look at him. There was an emotion in his eyes that he had never seen before. He asked doubtfully, "What's going on? Your expression is worse than At that time, you were still disappointed when the results of the college entrance examination came out. At that time, you thought you could get the best score, but well, son, your math is really..."

Everyone has their shortcomings, and Pei Xian is worst at mathematics. It was because of this subject that his entire report card was ruined.

Father Pei specially brought up this dark history to tease his child, and also wanted to tease Pei Xian. However, this time, the embarrassed and sneer expression in his memory did not appear, because Pei Xian's face was still the same as before, which made him feel uneasy. Somewhat worried.

"What's wrong? Is it a contract issue? I think our family should have the ability to pay any liquidated damages."

"No, dad, actually, it's just my own wild thoughts. It's nothing." Pei Xian interrupted his father's conjecture. His expression changed several times, and in the end he couldn't tell him what happened in front of the apartment yesterday.

I don’t know whether it was a long-term relationship or various potential threats from the outside world. Last night, I don’t know why, Pei Xian wanted to disclose the matter between him and Park Soo-young. The bad results were all thrown at her.

Therefore, before Park Xiurong could answer, Pei Xian shook his head and denied the question he had said.

Just before going to bed, Park Xiurong told him the most truthful and helpless answer. If you are photographed, then admit it. If you are not photographed, then try your best not to be photographed.

This is her respect for the members and her respect for Pei Xian.

"why?"

His thoughts gradually drifted away, but once again, Pei Xian was brought back by his father's question. He looked at his father with both eyes. When he reached middle age, the gentle smile on his father's face never changed much. His daughter looked like her father. , when Father Pei and Bae Zhuhyun laugh, their expressions are almost exactly the same.

This made Pei Xian breathe faster. When he thought that his selfish behavior might hurt Pei Zhuxuan and the four of them, he shook his head and said, "Abba, please leave me alone for a while and wait for the store." There are many customers, I will help”

"You are changing the subject, son. Do you know that you are very bad at changing the subject?" Father Pei suddenly laughed. The gentle expression on his face did not change, but his voice became softer and more loving. "I rarely I see you will be in such a state. The first time was during the college entrance examination, and the second time is now. Let me guess, it was fine yesterday. Did you quarrel with Joohyun? Or was it with Sooyoung? Yesterday Joohyun and Seungwan Yelin had dinner at our place, and I saw that they seemed very happy, so pass, tell me, what happened to Xiurong?"

Although age doesn't mean everything, Pei's father has lived so many more years than Pei Xian. He knows his son better than his father, so he can guess right.

Being stared at like this, and having his thoughts guessed, Pei Xian was now more embarrassed and pretentious than anyone else. On the one hand, he didn't want his father to know what he was thinking, and on the other hand, he was also a rare pretentious person.

But after being watched for a long time, he expressed his concerns and had the courage to admit that he wanted to go public because he didn't want to see Park Soo-young getting too close to someone of the opposite sex or being deliberately accosted. Also, the relationship lasted for a long time. Yes, he doesn't want to continue like this.

"You guys have been dating for a long time," Father Pei said, but his tone became softer and softer. Then he was quiet for a few seconds and then said, "Xian, on the basis of dating, men and women must first trust each other. , respect each other and love each other. She is a very good girl. Only by respecting her more, understanding her and respecting each other can we maintain the best emotional state. I can see that you two are doing well. Ahem, I'm with you. This is how your mother got here."

"???"

Pei Xian admitted that he had listened very carefully just now and even wanted to keep these words in his heart, but the last sentence? ? ?

Ignoring the particularly obvious look in his son's eyes, Father Pei calmly adjusted the collar of his coat. While standing up, he kindly reminded Pei Xian about the cup of tea in his hand, "Remember to pay. Two million would be fine”

"Two hundred." Pei Xian choked at the number. He looked speechlessly at the unscrupulous father who had killed his own son. When he said this, the trouble in his heart seemed to become more serious. .

After being taught a lesson about poisonous chicken soup by his father, Pei Xian kept his stiff expression and returned upstairs. He was about to take the rice cakes out for a walk when he noticed something strange on the dining table. It was different from when he went out. There were so many things now. A plate of sandwiches and cut fruit came out.

The apple slices on the plate were particularly unclear, and there were a few lemon slices in the cup on the side. If Pei Xian's eyes were fine, he seemed to see some undissolved honey in it.

There is also a small note on the table, with a message written by Park Soo-young when he went out.

'I'm sorry for last night. I feel like it might not be good to talk to you face to face, but I respect your thoughts. If you really decide, you must tell me. But idols are not actors. I need to consider this. There are more than one or two. There is an apology on the table. Remember to finish eating. Don't think that I don't know that you didn't sleep last night. Drink some honey and go catch up on your sleep. I have fed it rice cakes.'

The note was not big, but there were a lot of words in it. When Pei Xian saw the first sentence, the corners of his mouth turned up and he smiled. After reading from beginning to end, he was very satisfied with Park Xiurong's approach. He noticed the last sentence. Even the punctuation marks at the end were filled in hastily.

"You must be in a hurry to go out, and you want to write me a message. What are you doing with your phone?" He muttered quietly, put the note aside, and quickly sat down and ate the food on the table. Including the glass of lemon honey water, not even the lemon slices were left.

Every time they discussed this issue, the two of them would always struggle for a short period of time, but within two days they would chat together as naturally as before. This time it took a surprisingly long time.

It’s not that they were really at odds, it was just that one was busy going to the crew to film, and the other was busy dealing with the new crew’s course practice.