Want Me To Let Go? The Backhand Is A Compendium Of Materia Medica

"Hey Uncle Zheng, I'm here. You can always live in the villa area. We've all lived in the big villa."

"Huh? Xiao Chen, you're here. I'll ask Qinghan to pick you up. You wait there for a while."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng waited for about ten minutes and saw a graceful woman walking towards him.

As the other party got closer, Chen Feng gradually saw her appearance clearly.

The woman in front of her is tall and has jet black hair. Her long black hair is draped over her shoulders, like a black waterfall, smooth and smooth.

There was a pair of beautiful eyes on her pretty face, shining with charming light as she looked around.

The lips are like ripe cherries, bright, smooth and plump.

It's just that the other party's expression is a little cold, and his temperament is even colder.

Even though Chen Feng had seen many beauties in his two lifetimes combined, few could compare with the woman in front of him.

However, he is not the kind of person who can't walk away when he sees a beautiful woman, so he just glanced at her and looked away, sighing inwardly at her beauty, and his expression returned to its original state.

The woman obviously recognized him as the man who drank with her father last night, and said with an unhappy look, "Let's go."

Chen Feng seemed to understand why the other party didn't give him a good look. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Uncle Zheng asked me to drink with him last night."

The woman stopped, looked at him and said lightly, "It doesn't matter." After that, she continued walking forward.

"Um, okay, this is the first time we meet. My name is Chen Feng. What would you call me?"

The woman frowned slightly, "Huh? You don't know me?"

The other party's rhetorical question made Chen Feng confused for a while, and he looked puzzled and said, "Huh? Should I know you? Isn't this the first time we've met? I didn't see clearly last night."

Seeing that his expression was not pretending, the woman said a name calmly, "Zhao Qinghan."

"Ah? Isn't Uncle Zheng's surname Zheng? Why is your surname Zhao? Could it be that you are not your biological child? No wonder, with Uncle Zheng's appearance, it would be difficult for him to give birth to a daughter as beautiful as you."

Hearing his words, Zhao Qinghan laughed secretly in his heart, but he still looked cold on the outside, "I take my mother's surname."

Chen Feng felt embarrassed again, and said with an embarrassed expression, "Um, I'm sorry, don't tell Uncle Zheng."

Zhao Qinghan did not talk to him this time, but walked straight into one of the villas.

Chen Feng followed her. When he entered the villa, he looked at the decoration of the living room. The style was relatively simple, but he didn't think it was because he had no money to decorate it better.

You must know that this is Tianjing, the capital of China, a place where every inch of land is at a premium. Needless to say, the housing prices are very high. If you can afford a villa here, your financial resources are average.

Seeing Chen Feng come in, Director Zheng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Xiao Chen, you are a young man with a good drinking capacity. You actually let me, an old man, go home drunk. That's awesome."

Zhao Qinghan on the side heard her father mentioning being drunk last night again, and glanced at Chen Feng inadvertently, "Dad, he just said that I am not your biological child, and said that you can't give birth to a beautiful daughter like me."

When Chen Feng and Director Zheng heard this, the smiles on their faces froze.

"Uncle Zheng, she lied to you. I just said that Uncle Zheng, you are so handsome, no wonder your daughter is so beautiful too."

Director Zheng naturally knew who was telling the truth, but he didn't care about it. He still liked the cheerful young man in front of him.

"It's okay. Many people have said so. Qinghan is indeed more like her mother."

Seeing that the other party directly exposed himself, Chen Feng laughed and said, "Look, I'm not the only one who thinks so. Where's Auntie? Why didn't you see it?"

Zhao Qinghan sat on the sofa in the living room and glanced at Chen Feng with disgust, thinking that this guy was really shameless and familiar.

Director Zheng didn't care about this and said with a smile, "Huh? Your aunt is cooking in the kitchen. I haven't invited anyone to my home for many years, so she attaches great importance to your arrival and cooks in person. You The kid is in for a treat today."

Chen Feng heard this and said subconsciously, "Really? Uncle Zheng, you don't even say a word. If you want to know, I will bring two bottles of wine..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Uncle Zheng winking at him crazily, glancing at Zhao Qinghan on the sofa beside him, and quickly changed his words, "If I had known better, I would have brought two gifts to Sister Qinghan and Auntie Qinghan."

When Zhao Qinghan heard the name Sister Qinghan, he was impressed by the guy's shamelessness again, but he didn't say anything.

But Uncle Zheng showed a teachable expression, patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit on the sofa. "No, Xiao Chen, you don't have to be so polite."

Chen Feng nodded quickly, "Well, I'm just being polite to you. Look at this big villa, Uncle Zheng, can you still give me those two gifts?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a woman of about fifty years old walking out of the kitchen nearby. She had a graceful temperament. Although there were some wrinkles on her face, she could tell that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.

The woman put the dishes in her hands on the table, and then looked at Chen Feng on the sofa, showing a gentle smile, "This is Xiao Chen, right? You are indeed a talented person. You were right, you are welcome here."

Chen Feng quickly stood up from the sofa and said with a smile, "Hello, aunt, I am Chen Feng. Sister Qinghan just said that her surname is Zhao, so I will call you Aunt Zhao? I just said it casually, don't mind." I will definitely bring you and Sister Qinghan a gift next time. There is no reason to be a guest empty-handed. I am indeed in a hurry this time, so please forgive me, Auntie."

Aunt Zhao saw that what he said was impeccable and he looked extremely handsome, so she nodded secretly, "It's okay. You can continue to sit down. Lao Zheng, come here and help me serve the food. You can eat now."

Chen Feng stood up quickly after hearing this, "I'm here to help you, let Uncle Zheng rest for a while."

The other party did not refuse this time. He smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble Xiao Chen."

"No trouble, no trouble. I'll come to your house for dinner, but I'll bother you to cook it yourself. Next time I have a chance to come, you can let me show off my cooking skills."

The two brought the dishes from the kitchen to the table. After all four people were seated, Aunt Zhao looked at him with surprise and asked, "Xiao Chen, can you cook?"

"Of course I can. Didn't Uncle Zheng tell you? I'm an orphan and I can still do small things like cooking."

Uncle Zheng on the side put down his chopsticks and explained, "I forgot to mention that Xiao Chen is indeed an orphan."

Aunt Zhao looked slightly apologetic, "Um, I'm sorry, Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to be in this situation." Then she looked at Director Zheng aside and said dissatisfied, "Really, you didn't tell me earlier."

Zhao Qinghan also looked at Chen Feng and saw that he still had a smile on his face. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that this guy had such a familiar personality and thick skin. It must be because of his living environment.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Chen Feng quickly said, "It's okay, I don't care about this. Auntie, you don't have to take it to heart, and I'm living well alone now."

Uncle Zheng nodded in agreement, "Yes, I can testify to this. Don't underestimate this guy. He is young but knows a lot. Otherwise, he won't let me, the old man, look at me differently. And you don't know yet, The novels written by this guy are really fantastic and there are quite a lot of fans."