The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 485 Identity

The little girl clung to Qu Feitai's body like an octopus, and saw the bright mirror walking out of the airport from his shoulder.

A pair of big smart eyes were rumbling around, she leaned close to Qu Feitai's ear, and whispered: "Little uncle, I finally know why you don't want to come back."

Qu Feitai pursed his lips, and stuffed the little girl into the car, "Just stay here for me."

Qu Feitai turned around, and Ming Jing was standing three steps away from him.

"Where are you going, I will take you off."

Ming Jing shook his head: "No, someone is coming to pick us up, you should go home quickly."

The little girl suddenly poked her head out of the car and waved her hands with a smile: "Hello, beautiful sister. My name is Qu Youran. My sister can call me Yoyo. This silly man is my little uncle."

Zheng Qing's eyes lit up: "What a smart little girl."

The eyebrows and eyes are indeed like Qu Feitai, and the big black eyes are full of cunning and cunning, just like a little fox.

The foolish Qu Feitai: ...

With a gentle smile on his lips, Ming Jing took two steps closer and looked directly into the little girl's eyes.

"Hi, I'm Ding Jing."

"I know you, beautiful sister, can you come to my house as a guest, my father and grandpa welcome you very much."

The Qu family's threshold is not so easy to enter, this little girl is too familiar.

Zheng Qing thought to herself, how could such a rigid and boring person as Qu Lanting give birth to such a clever and lively daughter.

"Thank you, it's just that my sister still has important things to do, so I can only decline your kindness and give you a small gift."

Qu Youran spread out her palms, her eyes lit up: "Wow, what a beautiful paper crane."

Tao Xianxian is preparing a birthday present for Du Ze recently. She folded the thousand paper cranes by herself. Each piece of paper needs to be handwritten with a wish, and it must be enough to fold a large glass bottle.

A strong woman needs to manage her time well, so during the three hours on the plane, she stacked paper cranes non-stop.

She didn't know when Ming Jing also secretly stacked one.

The car called by Zheng Qing arrived, and the three of them parted ways with Qu Feitai and left by car.

"Don't look, everyone has gone away." Qu Youran reached out and waved in front of Qu Feitai, calling him back to his soul.

Qu Feitai's eyes fell on the paper crane in her hand.

Qu Youran quickly retreated into the corner, staring at Qu Feitai vigilantly: "The pretty sister gave it to me, you can't snatch it, if you dare to snatch it, I will file a complaint with the pretty sister, saying you bullied me."

Qu Feitai took a deep breath and warned himself not to be as knowledgeable as a child.

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Zheng Qing owns real estate in Jingzhou. He used to be afraid of nighthawks and didn't dare to expose it. Now that his vest is off, he has nothing to be afraid of. He doesn't stay at the hotel and goes directly to Huashang Yipin, which is located in the west of the second ring road.

Tao Xianxian asked cautiously: "Mr. Qing, the housing prices here are not cheap."

Zheng Qing waved his hand: "Fortunately, it's only about two hundred thousand and one flat."

It's only about two hundred thousand...that's...

Tao Xianxian looked at the calm Zheng Qing, and at this moment she was deeply aware of the class gap.

When she saw more than 200 square meters of luxurious and well-decorated large flats, she was only amazed.

This is the most upscale community in Jingzhou. Many first-line artists and wealthy business elites live in this community.

Tao Xianxian quickly woke up from the shock and contacted the person in charge of the program group to negotiate a rehearsal time.

The time is set at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the rehearsal location is the No. 1 studio hall of the main station.

Zheng Qing contacted the property earlier and hired a part-time worker to clean it, so the room was very clean, so she checked in with her bags.

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"Xiaofei, why didn't I pick you up at the airport? You didn't come back, did you? Let me tell you, I can't deal with Director Ruan this time, and I have to talk about the termination of the contract in person... .”

The other party hung up the phone straightforwardly and sent a location.

Huang Chao opened it, zoomed in, and almost peed in fear.

With trembling fingers, he sent a voice message - don't tell me this is your home.

It took a while for the other party to reply——Why are there so many nonsense, don’t come and I’m going to sleep.

Huang Chao hurriedly drove and followed the location, it was almost to the edge of the second ring road, my dear, how rich is Xiaofei's family, and they actually live in the root of the imperial city.

When he reached Chunxi intersection, his car was stopped by two guards to check his ID card.

Huang Chao looked at the gun in the handsome little brother's arms, took out his ID card with trembling fingers, and handed it over honestly.

"I... I'm looking for Qu Feitai, I've made an agreement with him, I'm definitely not a bad person, let me in." Huang Chao's tone subconsciously became humble.

The guard glanced at him, and Huang Chao only felt that the other party's eyes were extremely sharp, like two steel knives, piercing his heart.

He was almost scared to pee, wishing he could run away.

At this time, the guard received a message in his earphones, and subconsciously stood up straight, "Okay, received."

The guard said with a stern face: "Mr. Huang, please get out of the car and cooperate with the inspection. Only after passing the inspection can he be released."

Huang Chao obediently got out of the car, holding his head in his hands like a criminal. The guards touched and touched him, and even swept back and forth with instruments, not letting the soles of his shoes go unnoticed.

The lighter in his pocket, the few toothpicks that were taken from the hot pot restaurant at noon, and the mobile phone were all taken away.

Huang Chao said: "My mobile phone... I need it for work."

"Sir, don't worry, check it and return it to you soon, it doesn't involve your privacy, please don't worry."

After the instrument was tested, there was no hidden danger of eavesdropping and explosion, so he returned the mobile phone to Huang Chao, but the lighter and toothpick had to be kept temporarily until he left.

Then he couldn't drive in either, and a guard led him in.

Huang Chao used to think that Qu Feitai was a rich second generation, but now looking at the situation, it is not as simple as a rich second generation.

The guard led him to walk in. There were high walls on the left and right, and he couldn't see anything. After walking for about five minutes, a villa appeared in front of him. An old man was waiting at the gate of the villa. Calm and capable.

"Uncle Qu, someone brought it here."

The old man nodded and smiled: "Thank you."

The other party quickly waved his hand with a respectful expression.

After the guard left, the old man looked at Huang Chao and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Huang, please come inside, the young master will wait for a long time."

Huang Chao quickly wiped the sweat off his brow, and said cautiously, "Don't dare to act..."

Standing in front of the threshold, he was in a dilemma as to whether to take the left foot or the right foot first.

The old man was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

The corners of Huang Chao's eyes turned to the red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the door, and the characters of the flying and phoenix dancing were like a winding dragon, shining brightly in the night, just waiting to soar into the sky.

Blessed to the heart, Huang Chao realized something, his body swayed suddenly, and he held on to the door frame quickly so as not to fall into the shit.

"Mr. Huang, be careful." The old man helped him, and spoke in a gentle voice.

Huang Chao stabilized his mind and stepped into the threshold.

The small courtyard is very clean, not very big. There are some green vegetables planted on the left, and a lot of flowers were probably planted on the right. It is not yet the season of germination, and the ground is bare. A white swing swings gently in the night wind.

The yard is very clean and cozy.

The villa still retains the style of the last century, simple and retro, revealing the owner's elegant taste everywhere.

At this time, the sound of a car came from outside the gate, and the old man behind him immediately pulled him aside, and said in a low voice, "Mr. is back."

Huang Chao buried his head in his chest and swayed his body.

A wheelchair was pushed in first, and an old man was sitting on the wheelchair. Huang Chao didn't dare to look up, and his hands were tightly clenched by his side.

"Grandpa." A little girl upstairs flew down and threw herself into the arms of the old man.

The old man hugged the little girl and said with a smile, "Do you miss your great-grandfather?"

The little girl nodded furiously: "Of course I did, great grandpa and little uncle are back too."

The old man snorted, "He still knows to come back?"

"Oh, great grandpa, don't be angry with little uncle, he already knows he's wrong, so just forgive him."

The old man patted the armrest of the wheelchair: "What about you, get out of here."

Huang Chao trembled subconsciously.

The old man squinted his eyes, as if he had just discovered Huang Chao's existence, his face changed instantly, and he asked with a smile: "There are guests at home."

Uncle Qu replied: "Mr. Huang, this is Mr. Huang, the young master's... manager, here to discuss important matters with the young master."

The old man snorted: "Important matter? What important matter can he have? Singing in the entertainment circle?"

"Grandpa, you are discriminatory by profession. My little uncle is not the same as an opera singer. Besides, three hundred and sixty lines are the best. Don't you look down on opera singers?" The little girl touched her lips, and the words she said were mature It's not like what a six or seven-year-old girl can say at all.

Huang Chao thought to himself, this little girl is so talkative.

The old man raised his white eyebrows, stretched out his hands and pinched the little girl's face: "Our family only counts you as sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, okay, grandpa can't beat you."

Huang Chao stood up and said, "Hello, old man, my name is Huang Chao, and I am Xiao Fei's manager."

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand. The old man smiled and said, "You're a good guy, are you married?"

Huang Chao froze for a moment, then shook his head honestly.

"That's right, I..."

"Grandpa..." A cold voice interjected, "You are a month old, and you are really very competent."

The old man glanced at his mouth: "It's boring."

The man pushed the wheelchair and walked past Huang Chao.

Huang Chao looked at the side face that was so close in front of him, and his brain froze.

Although I had already prepared myself psychologically, it was still a bit unbearable to see this scene with my own eyes.

He pinched his thigh hard.

Good to know it hurts.

Not dreaming.

At this time, Qu Feitai came down from the upstairs with a yawn, and lazily called out, "Grandpa, good evening."

The old man blew his beard and stared, grabbed the shoes on his feet and smashed them; "Why don't you go out for the New Year, and you still know how to come back?"

Qu Feitai dodged swiftly and avoided it perfectly.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, it's not worth it to be angry for an unworthy descendant like me." Qu Feitai walked over, raised his hand and landed on the old man's back, and patted him gently.

Old Man Qu suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his ear: "Where is my granddaughter-in-law?"

"It hurts, grandpa and my colleague are here, can you save me some face?"

Qu Youran covered her mouth and secretly smiled.

Huang Chao could hardly hold back, the old man Qu was like an old urchin, he trained the arrogant Qu Feitai like a child.

"I save face for you? Do you save face for me? The little Chen next door has brought back all the children, and Lao Chen has been holding his great-grandson to show off in front of me all day long. I'm about to die of anger. If you don't bring back your grandson-in-law, don't let me in. .”

Qu Feitai laughed angrily: "Then Chen Jianwei is a scumbag. He messed with an adult's underage belly and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. This is a crime."

Old Man Qu was stunned for a moment, and then slapped the table angrily: "Okay, he's old Chen, he was undisciplined when he was young, and he's also a scumbag when he has a grandson, and he still has the face to show off in front of me. See if I don't report him."

"Sir, can we have dinner?"

The servant came over and asked.

Qu Lanting nodded.

What Huang Chao ate for this meal was like sitting on pins and needles, although the food tasted very good.

The Qu family had very good table manners, no one spoke while eating, even that little girl ate gracefully like a little princess.

After finally getting through it, the old man was watching the news, Qu Lanting and his secretary went to the study, and Qu Youran was playing games with a tablet.

Qu Feitai led Huang Chao upstairs to the bedroom.

After closing the bedroom door, Huang Chao jumped up without warning, as excited as if he had won the lottery.

"Xiao Fei... You, you are Qu Lan... Mr. Qu's younger brother?" Huang Chao still feels like a dream, it's too unreal.

"I'm Qu Feitai, not anyone's younger brother." Qu Feitai turned on the piano, his fingers fluttered, and the lingering sound of a dream wedding lingered.

"Isn't it good for you to be your young master? Why did you come to the muddy waters of the entertainment industry?"

The young man's fingers fluttered like nimble butterflies, and a Sanskrit sound flowed from his fingertips.

Huang Chao wanted to slap himself in the ear, this question was extremely stupid.

At this time, Huang Chao finally remembered the business.

"Xiaofei, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, the first rehearsal in studio one of the main station, don't be late, I will pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow."

What he answered was a pleasant and smooth piano piece.

Huang Chao sighed: "Your fingering is getting more and more proficient, musicians have buried you, you should be a genius pianist."

After hitting the last key, the echo echoed, and the young man's slender fingers landed on the key.

"A good pianist can be a musician, but a musician is not necessarily a good pianist."

"That's right, who made us geniuses? By the way, I also want to discuss with you about the termination of the contract. Your contract with Fanyin Entertainment is about to expire. What are your plans next?"

Sanskrit Entertainment definitely didn't want to let him go, but the small temple couldn't accommodate Qu Feitai anymore.

Knowing his identity today, I dare not have any extravagant hopes.

"Let's terminate the contract."

Huang Chao wiped away his tears, he knew this was the end.

"Why are you crying? Don't you want to part with your old club? That's fine, you can stay at Fanyin Entertainment, I don't do things that are difficult for others." Qu Feitai stroked the keys with his fingers pityingly.

Huang Chao was stunned for a moment, and said incredulously, "You...you mean you want to take me away?"

"Although you are very nagging and noisy, and sometimes it is so annoying that I can't help but want to sew your mouth shut, but I am a nostalgic person, so let's just nagging, I'm used to it anyway."