Because Wei Fuyuan was anxious to lead the way, Beiquan walked the shortest distance from the garage to the second floor master bedroom. He didn't have the opportunity to carefully observe the structure and decoration of this villa, but just looking at the parts that he hurriedly glanced at, Beiquan felt that The master who pointed out the feng shui of their house was good, at least he didn't see anything wrong.
In addition, Beiquan also noticed that there are not many Wei family members. Except for Aunt Zhang, the nanny who followed behind the two, they didn't even see a escort.
At this time, the two were already standing in front of the master bedroom door.
Wei Fuyuan raised his hand and was about to turn the doorknob.
The door opened from the inside first.
It was Mother Wei who opened the door.
This was naturally the first time Beiquan saw Wei Fuyuan's mother.
To be able to give birth to such a handsome and handsome son as Young Master Wei, Mother Wei's appearance must not be bad.
In fact, when he saw Wei's mother herself, Beiquan immediately gave birth to the sigh of "they really are mother and son".
Even though she only wears simple home clothes and is over fifty years old, Mother Wei is still a beauty. Her face is small, her facial features are well-defined, her eyebrows are slightly raised, and her hair is cut short, which makes her beauty more heroic, giving people a very strong "strong woman" feeling.
It's just that at this time, Mother Wei's eyes were clearly black, and her eyes were bloodshot. It looked like she hadn't slept for several days, and her spirit was not very good.
When Mother Wei opened the door and saw that it was her only son whom she hadn't seen in nearly a year, she couldn't help showing a surprised expression on her face, but she saw Beiquan who was one step behind with the wrong eye, and a surprised smile solidified on her face and lips. Zhang Zhang twice, he just swallowed the word "son" back.
"mom!"
Wei Fuyuan spoke first, "Dad, what happened to him?"
"cough."
Mother Wei put away the twisted expression on her face and cleared her throat, "Come in."
She said to her son, "Your father is in the room."
Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan took Beiquan's hand and took his lover into his parents' master bedroom with such carelessness.
Beiquan noticed that the room of Wei's father and Wei's mother was very large. It was not so much a "bedroom" as it was an independent suite.
It’s just that there is a rule in Feng Shui. Excessively empty space will weaken the aura of the person. Long-term living is not good for personal fortune and physical and mental health.
Therefore, under the guidance of the master, the suite uses cabinets, screens and other large pieces of furniture to separate several areas that are interconnected but concealed by each other. At the same time, taking into account the triple consideration of beauty and practicality, as well as Feng Shui, it is really excellent. example of interior design.
Wei Fuyuan pulled Beiquan around a "porch" separated by a screen, and on the right was the master bedroom's big bed.
At this moment, a quilt was raised on the European style high bed, and someone was obviously lying on it.
"dad!"
Wei Fuyuan stepped forward quickly and was about to lift the quilt to check on his father's condition.
"Hey, don't, don't, don't!"
A middle-aged man's voice sounded from under the quilt, and at the same time, the person on the bed curled up and grabbed his quilt tightly.
Wei Fuyuan raised his eyebrows.
Although he couldn't see his face, Wei Fuyuan could be sure just by hearing the voice that he was indeed his father lying on the bed.
Moreover, his dad's voice was loud and clearly full of anger, and he didn't look like he was seriously ill from lying in bed and couldn't get out of bed.
So Wei Fuyuan stepped forward and pulled the quilt off the bed with brute force, "Dad, what the hell are you doing?"
"Wow!!!"
When the quilt was snatched, Dad Wei let out a shrill scream, hugged his head like a vampire caught in the sun, and plunged into the pillow embarrassedly.
Wei Fuyuan: "???"
He was really angry and speechless, so he could only use a strong, unfilial way to grab his father's shoulder and forcefully turn him over.
The next moment, Wei Fuyuan was stunned on the spot.
Although frequent banquets and entertainment made Wei Dad's figure inevitably start to lose shape, he entered a state of middle-aged fat.
But a dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat has three nails. When he was young, Dad Wei was a handsome and handsome man not inferior to Wei Fuyuan. Even though he has gained 12 kilograms now, he is still a slightly plump middle-aged handsome man.
But now, his handsome middle-aged man's face is covered with dense hair.
The hair is very dense and distributed along the contours of the face, covering almost the entire face except the lips. Shorter near the orbit, tip of the nose and upper lip, longer on the chin, temple and cheeks. It can be as short as two centimeters, and the longer part is as long as the little finger.
These long hairs are a slightly glossy khaki color, with many white hairs in between, which at first glance looks very mixed in color.
If it weren't for the many details such as voice, silhouette, and body shape that could not be faked, Wei Fuyuan couldn't believe that this guy who looked like an atavistic ape turned out to be his old father just by looking at this yellow-haired face.
"… dad?"
Wei Fuyuan's lips trembled, and there was obvious disbelief in his tone.
"Rebel! Rebel!"
Dad Wei was so excited by his son's hesitant "Dad" that he jumped up and patted the bed in anger, "It's only been eleven months, you don't even recognize your dad!?"
-have to.
Wei Fuyuan rolled his eyes silently in his heart.
- This voice, this tone, this stubborn temper, it's my own father, that's right.
After confirming that his father only had hair on his face, and everything else seemed to be normal, a big stone fell in Wei Fuyuan's heart, and most of his worries went away.
He turned to his mother, "What's wrong with my dad?"
Wei's mother looked at her son, then glanced at Beiquan again, and then sighed, "Come on, I'll tell you what happened."
After that, she waved to Dad Wei who was still sitting on the bed, "Old Wei, come here too."
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So the four turned to the east side of the master bedroom, where there is a new Chinese-style living room separated by screens and shelves.
Before getting down to business, Wei Fuyuan introduced Beiquan to his parents.
He didn't intend to be euphemistic at all, and explained Beiquan's identity bluntly, "His name is Beiquan, he's my boyfriend, and he's the person I plan to spend my whole life with."
These words were so calm that Wei's father and Wei's mother were shocked by his son's aura.
The first reaction of the two was not shock, anger, or questioning, but turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes met, their faces confused, and they didn't know how to respond.
The room fell into an awkward silence.
After a few seconds, Dad Wei cleared his throat very deliberately.
"Mr. Beiquan, right?"
He straightened his face and tried his best to show his sense of authority as an elder, but now he has long yellow hair on his face. seriously?"
Wei Fuyuan's mouth twitched suspiciously, almost breaking his power on the spot.
On the other hand, Beiquan smiled at Wei's father and Wei's mother and nodded.
Beiquan's face is indeed very good.
However, unlike the exposed handsomeness of the Wei family, Beiquan's facial features are gentle and indifferent. At first glance, he has a mild temper and a good-spoken temperament, which is easy to make people feel close at first sight.
It's just that maybe it was the eyesight that he had cultivated from years of immersion in shopping malls. It was obvious that the other party was just a handsome young man, but when Wei's father and Wei's mother saw Beiquan, they somehow had a strange intuition that "this son is an extraordinary person".
In the eyes of Er Lao, Beiquan's reaction was too calm and too indifferent.
This young man looked like he was in his early twenties, not even a few years older than his rebellious son, but from the first sight of meeting, the other party seemed to be quite calm and calm.
Whether it was the pressure of meeting the target's parents for the first time, or the beauty of a rich man's mansion, or even the weird and ugly yellow hair on Dad Wei's face, none of them could make Beiquan's expression fluctuate in the slightest. .
This is completely the ease that only those who have seen the big world will have.
"This… "
Dad Wei stared at Beiquan cautiously, frowning deeply.
This action made the bridge of his nose and the long hair on his forehead tangled together, and layers of folds like a Shar Pei were stacked on his forehead.
"You guys, have you really thought about it?"
"Think about it."
Beiquan smiled and replied, "I will definitely treat Xiaowei very well."
Wei's father and Wei's mother looked at each other.
For some reason, the second old man suddenly had the illusion that he was going to marry his daughter, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
The scene fell into a strange and awkward silence again.
"You can't say that, Mr. Beiquan..."
Originally, Dad Wei wanted to struggle a little more, but Wei Fuyuan was already impatient with the two men who had no name, no match, no employment, and unknown adultery. .
"Okay dad, don't talk about this, our business is not important!"
Wei Fuyuan raised his hand and made a "stop" gesture, forcibly interrupting the old father's unfinished questioning, "Let's talk about the hair on your face first!"
Wei's father and Wei's mother: "..."
- It's also important to you, isn't it
- Don't take it lightly and reveal it!
However, the OS in their hearts belongs to OS, and Dad Wei's strange illness is indeed more important.
So the topic was forcibly reversed.
Dad Wei touched the long yellow and white hair on his face, and sighed sadly, "Actually, I don't know what's going on with these hairs..."
According to Dad Wei's recollection, the hair on his face began to grow on his own about half a month ago, without any warning or finding a cause.
At first, Dad Wei just felt that his face was a little itchy, and it seemed that there was no problem. If you touched it carefully, you could still feel that there were countless dense and small bumps on the surface.
Of course, Dad Wei, an old man who is a little older, doesn't care about this. He thought it was just because the weather was hot and his skin was so stuffy. Before going to bed, he asked his wife and adults for some toner.
But the next day, Dad Wei got up and looked in the mirror, and was shocked that there was a big problem.
Because his eyebrows and eyelashes fell out overnight.