Perfect Feast

Chapter 58 Scary to death

Seeing his ugly appearance, Sun Qingmei couldn't help feeling ashamed and anxious: "You...where are you going? You hurry up and get dressed? My dad is right outside the door..."

"Oh... I put on clothes... huh? He's already outside the door, where can I hide?" Liu Yang rushed out, picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on, twisting his neck and asking Sun Qingmei.

Seeing her little gown and trousers lying on the ground at the door, Sun Qingmei blushed and gave him a hard look: "Ask me? How would I know? Anyway, I don't care where you hide, I just can't let you hide." My dad saw it. If... I would, I would kill you..."

Liu Yangxin said that even if you are not afraid of me, you are afraid of me? If Lao Sun sees me at your house at this time, he still has to work hard for me?

As soon as he got dressed in a panic, there was a knock on the door: "Xiaomei, open the door, it's me..."

Hearing Sun Zhuoqun's voice, Sun Qingmei hugged the pile of clothes she picked up on the ground, not knowing what to do. Liu Yang reached out and snatched the clothes from her, and said in a low voice, "Why are you panicking? Go and open the door..."

Tell Sun Qingmei not to panic, but he himself scurried into the bedroom...

"Oh, why do you..." Sun Qingmei couldn't help being startled when she saw him running towards the bedroom, thinking how could anyone hide in the bedroom? If my dad wanders in to take a look, won't all this be revealed?

"Xiao Mei, what's the matter with this child? Xiao Chen, put your things at the door, get in the car and wait..." Outside the door, Sun Zhuoqun yelled again, and then arranged for the driver to go down and wait. I'm afraid that when my daughter just got up, that image will make outsiders feel embarrassed.

"Oh... here it is, here it is..." Sun Qingmei took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and then walked over to open the door: "Dad, why are you here so early?"

"It's still early? Let's see what time it is? I'm going to work soon. There is a meeting in the city this afternoon, and I have to rush back in the morning..." Sun Zhuoqun said while putting the plastic on the door. The bag was picked up and entered the house.

While changing the slippers, Sun Zhuoqun continued: "You are a girl, and you can't sleep in every day, you should..."

Speaking of this, Sun Zhuoqun was stunned suddenly, even through the socks, but the temperature from the pair of slippers under his feet still made him feel surprised.

Even though the heater was turned on in the room, Sun Zhuoqun still had a mirror in his heart. These shoes are obviously just worn by someone, and there is still a difference between the heat and the heat of the heater.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Sun Qingmei was startled, and reached out to take the bag in his hand.

Looking at her daughter's neatly dressed body, and seeing her radiant, powder-carved jade-like face, the panic that was forced to hide on her face, Sun Zhuoqun couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Sun Zhuoqun never denied that his daughter was a great beauty. But it turned out that what kind of face she had when she was with Zhang Wei, what kind of face she is now, the old grandson is old and smart, you can still tell at a glance.

How could a woman in her thirties have such a radiant face without the nourishment of a man?

The problem is, not long after her daughter got divorced, she not only has another man, but that man is probably hiding in this room.

No wonder my daughter squeaked when answering my phone, no wonder she was dressed neatly, washed and opened the door so slowly? It turned out to be such a thing.

To put it bluntly, Sun Zhuoqun would not object to his daughter's serious relationship with a man with suitable conditions, except that he liked it. After all, the child's divorce is a concern for him. It would be a good thing if the daughter could get out of that failed marriage as soon as possible and start a family again.

But... But the question is, how long has it been since she started working in the provincial capital? This brings the man back to live with?

To say that Sun Qingmei is also in her thirties, whether it is social experience or personal ability, this child is still very reassuring. But Sun Zhuoqun had to worry about his daughter's lifelong happiness.

Who is this man? Is he sincere to his daughter? Sun Qingmei is a woman outside, what if she is deceived?

But thinking about it, he knew that as a man and a father, there were some things that a mother could ask, but he couldn't say.

"Oh, it's nothing. Doesn't the problem of leg pain happen as soon as winter comes? But it's not a big deal. It's an old problem. It's just that it takes a little effort to lift the legs..." Sun Zhuoqun followed his daughter as he spoke. Walking in, he looked at the furnishings in the room with a smile and asked: "How about it, is it still a habit to live here? Buy whatever is missing at home, don't be reluctant to spend money..."

As he spoke, he walked back and forth, as if checking what his daughter was missing.

Sun Qingmei looked nervous: "Dad, sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water..."

"No, no, I'm just looking around. Otherwise, I don't know anything when your mother asks, and she complains later." Sun Zhuoqun strolled to the door of the bedroom while talking: "Girl, if you find something suitable, you can find it again." Find one. Although this house is not big, it is enough for you to get married. When you have a child in the future, Dad will replace you with a bigger one. As long as the person you find treats you well, Dad has no objection..."

"Dad... what are you talking about? I'm fine here, tell my mother not to miss her..." Sun Qingmei's heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of her throat. That bastard Liu Yang is inside, if my dad finds out after opening the door, I will really lose face!

"Okay, I'm relieved." In fact, Sun Zhuoqun really wanted to open that door to see what kind of man he was, who had the guts to hide in his daughter's bedroom. However, after thinking about it again and again, he still restrained himself and retracted that itchy hand.

If there is really a young man inside, what can I say just by seeing it? Daughter still has to be ashamed to death?

Feeling resentful, but helpless, who made himself a father?

With this kind of mentality, Sun Zhuoqun had no choice but to "inspect" the kitchen in a pretentious manner. Seeing that his daughter was worried and restless, Sun Zhuoqun had no interest in staying and chatting.

"Call me if you need anything..." He was about to leave, but Sun Zhuoqun suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I really forgot, that kid Liu Yang is going back with me, I'll call Call him and ask where he is..."

"Dad..." Seeing Sun Zhuoqun fumbled for the phone outside, Sun Qingmei was even more shocked than when he was going to the bedroom just now. Dad is calling Liu Yang now? When the bell rang, wouldn't that reveal everything?

"Xiaomei, what's the matter with you?" Sun Zhuoqun couldn't help being startled when he saw his daughter's strange and scary face, and hurriedly asked without taking his mobile phone.

"That...well...don't mention his name in front of me, I'll get angry when I hear it." Sun Qingmeixin said that I can't tell you what happened, so I have to feel sorry for that guy. If you say that yourself, Dad must have no good impression of him, right?

Sun Zhuoqun nodded: "Well, I'm actually quite annoyed by him too. However, that guy can make a fuss, and now Dad can't do anything to him. But his good days are coming to an end, I don't need to do anything, someone will watch He's not pleasing to the eye... All right, you pack up and go to work too, I'm leaving!"

While talking, Sun Zhuoqun walked to the door to change his shoes. How could Sun Qingmei not care when she heard that someone was going to take care of Liu Yang? However, just now I said what I said, but at this moment I was too embarrassed to ask more questions, and I couldn't help but secretly ruthless, hmph, whoever dares to go with him in the past will be my enemy. Don't let me meet him, let me meet him, I must make him look good...

It was not until the door was closed that Sun Qingmei patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. Finally, there was no danger, but just now I was really scared to death.

He pushed open the bedroom door, and found that the bedroom was empty, and there was no sign of Liu Yang at all.

"Hey, where have you been hiding? My dad is gone..." As he was talking, he suddenly heard a mobile phone ringing from the closet. Liu Yang pushed open the closet door with a wry smile: "Your dad called , I said, does he know that I am hiding with you..."

"What did you say, almost scared me to death, and I don't know what's going on, since when he was changing his slippers at the door, as soon as he put on your slippers, he seemed to feel something, and almost pushed the door open Come in..." Sun Qingmei gave Liu Yang a hard look, then snorted and said, "You still don't answer?"

"Oh, yes, yes, Lao Taishan's call, I have to hurry..." Liu Yang answered the phone while talking. On the other side of the phone, Sun Zhuoqun's dignified voice came: "Liu Yang, I have a meeting in the afternoon and I have to go back. I don't care where you are now. In ten minutes, you have to go to the Bayi Overpass..."

Sun Qingmei's house is in the Ruifuyuan Community on the north side of the Bayi Interchange, and the office building of the Provincial Youth League Committee where she works is not far from the south side of the Bayi Interchange. It's a quiet place to live, and it's not far from where I work.

After Sun Zhuoqun's car left the community, it turned south to the Bayi Overpass, and it didn't even take ten minutes. But Liu Yang still had to go out of the community to take a taxi. If he did it, ten minutes would be too late.

Knowing that Sun Zhuoqun was making things difficult for himself, but facing Sun Qingmei, he could only smile wryly. There's no way, who made me do something that I'm sorry for my grandson? Even if he is run on by others again, he really has no temper at all.

After talking to Sun Qingmei, Liu Yang ran away like a girl, and hurried, and it took fifteen minutes to arrive at the Bayi Overpass.

With five or six meters away, Sun Zhuoqun showed half of his face through the window, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here? There is no timing at all?... Sit in the front, there are people behind..."

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