Qi Keer's stay in the Qin family was tacitly approved by the two elders of the Qin family, but now she was kicked out suddenly at the dinner table. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
"Grandpa Qin, I..." She wanted to say something else, but Leng Buding felt something strange in her body. She received Qin Feng's hint from the corner of her eye. She trembled and immediately changed her direction. She raised a smile and said, "Well , then listen to Grandpa Qin, it just so happens that sister Song Ye and I are also in love, and she has no relatives here, so why not come to my house to celebrate the New Year this year, and we can also be company."
Last time when the Qin family wanted to drive away Song Ye, the other party blocked everyone's mouths with himself. This time it was his turn, and Qi Keer would naturally follow suit.
If she had said this this morning, Mr. Qin would have praised her for being sensible and well-behaved, but now, "Song Ye is A Zhan's fiancée, and it's a good time to celebrate the New Year at the Qin family."
The already dull dinner table fell into a dead silence because of these words. Mrs. Cao and Shu Yu's mother and son were stunned. They dropped the chopsticks in their hands with a clatter. Even Qin Zhan looked slightly sideways and looked at the girl beside him. The gaze is quite meaningful.
Qi Ker's wide pupils reflected Song Ye's cold and indifferent face, how disgusting it was, and the slight smile at the corner of the other party's mouth was more like a hard slap on her face, shaking her away. There was a loud popping sound and a burning pain.
She squeezed the chopsticks in her hand tightly, suppressed the hatred in her heart, and barely allowed herself to lose her personality in public. She forced out a smile that was not pretty, "Grandpa Qin said yes, I should go back."
The Qin family was trying to kill the donkey in disguise. When Qi Kerer thought of the humiliation she had suffered, she also hated the Qin family.
With the departure of Qi Ke'er and Qin Wenrong, the trend of the Qin Mansion seemed to have changed overnight. Mr. Qin's acquiescence to Song Ye's prospective grandson-in-law left many people confused.
Shu Yu couldn't find her voice again and again, and she was itching with hatred. Qin Feng even regretted that he gave away the favor, but in the end it was in vain. Song Ye not only did not let Qin Zhan separate from his position as the head of the family, but instead consolidated his future as the head of the family. The position of the mistress.
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. He thought of what happened in the back garden this morning, and his heart was filled with anger. He decided not to stop and made an appointment to meet at the original place.
It was a cold winter. Song Ye walked all the way and saw no gardener outside the house. From a distance, he only saw Qin Feng wearing a khaki windbreaker, standing like a dog in the cold wind, with a smile on his face. , it looks a bit like a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken.
"You're here." Qin Feng saw the beautiful girl walking in the cold wind. Thinking of what was going to happen later, his heart couldn't help but feel hot, and the smile on his face showed a bit of enthusiasm. .
Song Ye nodded and stood one meter away. When he responded, he glanced at the flat grassland from the corner of his eyes, and something strange flashed in his eyes.
"Song Ye, now you have gained the recognition of your family as you wished. Just pretend that I didn't say anything about what happened before. Brother, I sincerely wish you the best." Qin Feng's eyes and brows are somewhat similar to Qin Zhan's, and he smiles more now. Somewhat sincere.
Song Ye raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then said calmly: "Well, thank you, brother."
"Haha, we are all a family, and I hope you are well." Qin Feng said modestly, and then took something out of his pocket, "This is the perfume my mother bought a few days ago. I think it suits you very well." Yes, just borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. You can smell it and see if you like it."
Before Song Ye had time to see clearly what was in his hand, he saw Qin Feng striding forward, holding the thing in his hand and about to spray it in her face. Knowing that something was wrong, she ducked sideways, and then pointed She grabbed his wrist with a sharp snap and touched his paralyzed nerves. He managed to avoid the perfume while the latter was in pain, and sprayed his face several times without hesitation with his backhand.
"Brother Qin, smell it first." She ducked to the upwind outlet two meters away to avoid getting any smell, and asked casually.
"Ahem, Song Ye, you..." Qin Feng was not as good at avoiding as Song Ye. He was sprayed all over the place. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed something was wrong and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and turned around. Just want to leave.
How could Song Ye let him go so easily? He raised his hand to stop him and said with cold eyes, "You haven't told me yet, how does the perfume smell?"
"Get out of the way." Qin Feng's face turned red, and a suspicious color appeared on his fair face. He couldn't care less about the smell of perfume at this moment. He waved his hand and became angry and wanted to leave.
Song Ye knocked him down with his backhand, just in time for him to fall on the grass. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted when he thought of what he had just seen not long ago.
"Um...Song Ye, what the hell do you want to do?" Qin Feng snorted, hurriedly clamped his legs tightly, and used a windbreaker to cover his body's reaction, and his handsome face no longer showed the slightest trace of it. Be polite and affectionate.
He wanted to get up, but Song Ye stepped on his foot, looking down from a high position, with a cold and slow tone, "I really want to see the consequences of spraying this bottle of perfume you gave me."
When Qin Feng heard this, he panicked and struggled to get up, but the more he struggled, the weaker his body became, and the blood all over his body flowed faster and rushed to his lower body, "Well... Song Ye, let me get up and talk to you if you have anything to say. "
At this time, he could not care about the face of the eldest young master of the Qin family. Qin Feng grabbed Song Ye's trouser leg and begged for mercy impatiently.
Song Ye frowned and kicked his hand away in disgust, with a sneer on his lips, "Qin Feng, if you dare to use this trick on me, you should be prepared to bear the consequences."
The coldness in her words set off alarm bells in Qin Feng's heart, and he stared at her with red eyes for a moment, "Song Ye, what good will it do you to hurt me? I can't threaten Qin Zhan's position, so you drag me into the water." , it’s the Qin family’s face that will be embarrassed.” After all, they all have the surname Qin, so if he makes a fool of himself here, Qin Zhan will also be affected.
It's a pity that Song Ye doesn't care, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Since you're the one who provoked me, don't blame me for being cruel. Young Master Qin, enjoy the rest of your happy journey."
Happy journey... Qin Feng looked at the girl's evil smile, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
Then he watched helplessly as Song Ye unscrewed the cap of the perfume bottle and poured the liquid inside onto him. The strong volatile smell quickly entered his nose, and Qin Feng suddenly wailed, "No..."
Song Ye threw the bottle on the grass, clapped his hands, turned and left, not looking at it again.