The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 485 Identity

   The little girl clawed on Qu Feitai like an octopus, and saw the mirror walking out of the airport from his shoulder.

   A pair of smart big eyes twitched, she leaned close to Qu Feitai's ear and whispered, "Uncle, I finally know why you don't want to come back."

  Qu Feitai pursed his lips and shoved the little girl into the car, "Just stay with me."

   Qu Feitai turned around, and Mingjing stood three steps away from him.

   "Where are you going, I'll take you."

   Mingjing shook his head: "No, someone will pick us up, go home quickly."

  The little girl suddenly stuck her head out of the car and waved her hand with a smile: "Hello, beautiful sister, my name is Qu Youran, just call me Youyou, this silly man is my little uncle."

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

   The eyebrows and eyes are indeed like Qu Feitai, and the **** eyes are clever and cunning, like a little fox.

   Silly Qu Feitai:  …

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

   "Hello, I'm Der Spiegel."

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

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

   Zheng Qing thought to himself, how could Qu Lanting, who is so rigid and boring, give birth to such a smart and lively daughter.

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

  Qu Leisurely spread out his palms, his eyes lit up: "Wow, what a beautiful Qianzhihe."

   Tao Xianxian was preparing a birthday present for Du Ze recently. He folded a thousand paper cranes by himself. On each piece of paper, he had to hand write a wish, enough to stack a large glass bottle.

  The strong woman has to manage her time well, so for three hours on the plane, she folded thousands of paper cranes non-stop.

   She didn't even know when Mingjing secretly folded one.

   The car called by Zheng Qing arrived, and the three separated from Qu Feitai and left in the car.

   "Don't look at it, everyone is gone." Qu Youran reached out and shook his hand in front of Qu Feitai, recalling his soul.

   Qu Feitai's gaze fell on Qianzhihe in her hand.

  Qu Youran quickly retracted into the corner and stared at Qu Feitai vigilantly: "This is given to me by the pretty sister, you can't rob it. If you dare to steal it, I will file a complaint with the pretty sister, saying that you bullied me."

   Qu Feitai took a deep breath and warned himself that he couldn't be as knowledgeable as a child.

  ——

  Zheng Qing owns real estate in Jingzhou. In the past, it was to guard against Nighthawks, so he didn’t dare to expose it. Now that his vest has been lifted, he has nothing to be afraid of anymore.

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

   Zheng Qing waved his hand: "Fortunately, it will only be 20 to 100 percent."

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

   Tao Xianxian looked at Zheng Qing, who was light in the clouds and wind, and at this moment deeply realized the class gap.

   When she saw the large flat with more than 200 square meters of luxurious and fine decoration, she was only amazed.

  This is the most upscale community in Jingzhou. Many artists, first-line stars and wealthy businessmen live in this community.

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

  The time is set at 9:00 tomorrow morning, the location of the rehearsal is the No. 1 studio of the main station.

   Zheng Qing contacted the property earlier and asked a part-time worker to clean it, so the room was very clean, and he checked in directly.

  ——

"Xiao Fei, why didn't I pick you up at the airport? You won't come back, will you? Let me tell you, this time I can't communicate with Director Ruan, and about the termination of the contract, I have to talk face-to-face... ."

   The other party bluntly hung up the phone and sent a fix.

  Huang Chao opened it up, zoomed in and almost scared to pee.

   He sent a voice over with trembling fingers - don't tell me this is your home.

   It took a while for the other party to reply - why is there so much nonsense, I will sleep if you don't come.

  Huang Chao hurriedly drove and followed the location. It was almost near the second ring road, darling, how rich is Xiaofei's family, they actually live in the imperial city.

   Walking to Chunxi intersection, his car was stopped by two guards to check his ID.

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

   "I...I'll find Qu Feitai, I'll tell him, I'm definitely not a bad person, let me in." Huang Chao's tone became subconsciously 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 and wanted to get away.

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

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

  Huang Chao got out of the car honestly, 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 go of the soles of his shoes.

   The lighter in his pocket, a few toothpicks he took from the hot pot restaurant at noon, and his cell phone were all taken away.

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

   "Sir, don't worry, I will check it and return it to you soon. Your privacy is not involved, please don't worry."

  After the instrument detection, there was no danger of eavesdropping on the explosion, so he returned the mobile phone to Huang Chao, but the lighter and toothpicks were temporarily kept and can be taken away when he leaves.

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

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

The guard led him inside. There were high walls to the left and right, and he could not see anything. After walking for about five minutes, a villa appeared in front of him. An old man was waiting at the entrance of the villa. The old man was wearing a gray robe, thin and temperamental. Calm and capable.

   "Uncle Qu, someone brought it."

  The old man nodded and smiled: "It's hard work."

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

   After the guards left, the old man looked at Huang Chao and made a please gesture: "Mr. Huang, please, please, the young master will be waiting for you for a long time."

  Huang Chao quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said cautiously, "Don't dare to dare to be..."

   Standing in front of the threshold, he was in a dilemma as to whether to step on his left or right first.

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

  The corner of Huang Chao's eyes turned to the red lantern hanging under the eaves of the door. The song of the dragon and the phoenix danced like a winding dragon, shining in the night, just waiting to rise into the sky.

  Blessed in his heart, Huang Chao realized something, his body swayed suddenly, and he quickly held the door frame so that he wouldn't fall into a dog's shit.

   "Mr. Huang, be careful." The old man gave him a hand and spoke warmly.

   Huang Chao stabilized his mind and stepped into the threshold.

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

  The yard is very clean and warm.

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

   At this moment, there was the sound of a car rattling outside the gate, and the old man behind him immediately grabbed him, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice, "Sir is back."

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

  I saw that 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 clasped 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, "Did you miss your grandpa?"

  The little girl nodded her head like garlic: "Of course I think about it, great grandfather, little uncle is back too."

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

   "Oh, grandpa, don't be angry with the little uncle. He already knows he's wrong, so you can forgive him."

  The old man patted the armrest of the wheelchair: "People, get out of here."

   Huang Chao's body trembled subconsciously.

  The old man narrowed his eyes, as if he had just discovered the existence of Huang Chao, 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... agent, come to discuss important matters with the young master."

  The old man snorted: "Is something important? What important thing can he have? Does he sing in the entertainment industry?"

"Grandpa, you are discriminatory in terms of occupation. My uncle is not the same as a singer. Besides, three hundred and sixty-six lines are the champion. Don't you despise singing?" The little girl touched her lips up and down, and her words were mature It's not like what a six or seven-year-old girl can say.

  Huang Chao thought to himself, this little girl is really good at talking.

  The old man raised his white eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pinched the little girl's face: "Our family counts your sharp teeth and sharp mouth, okay, great grandpa can't tell you."

  Huang Chao stood up and said, "Hello, old man, my name is Huang Chao, and I'm Xiaofei's manager."

   As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don’t hit someone with a smiling face. The old man said with a smile, “You’re a good boy, are you married?”

  Huang Chao was stunned for a while, then shook his head honestly.

   "That's right, I..."

   "Grandpa..." A cold voice interjected, "You are a month old, you are really 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 profile face that was so close in front of him, his brain shut down.

  Although I was already mentally prepared, when I saw this scene with my own eyes, it was still a little unbearable.

   He pinched his thigh hard.

  It's good, I know it hurts.

   is not a dream.

   At this moment, Qu Feitai came downstairs yawning and shouted lazily, "Grandpa, good evening."

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

   Qu Feitai's agile dodge, perfectly avoided.

   "Grandpa, don't be angry, it's not worth your body to be angry for such an unworthy descendant of me." Qu Feitai came over, raised his hand and landed on the old man's back, patting the air smoothly.

   Mr. Qu suddenly reached out and grabbed his ear: "Where's my granddaughter-in-law?"

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

   Qu You Ran covered her mouth and snickered.

  Huang Chao almost couldn't hold back, this old man Qu was like an old urchin, he taught the arrogant Qu Feitai like a child.

"I save face for you? Do you save face for me? The little Chen child next door has been brought back. Old Chen shows off in front of me with his great grandson all day long. I'm so mad at me. If you don't bring back my grandson-in-law, don't let me in. ."

  Qu Feitai laughed angrily: "Then Chen Jianwei is a scumbag. He **** up the belly of an adult and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. This is a crime."

   Mr. Qu was stunned for a moment, then slapped the table angrily: "Well, he's an old Chen, he was disrespectful when he was young, and having a grandson is also a scumbag, and he has the face to show off in front of me, so I won't report him."

   "Sir, can we have dinner?"

   The maid came over and asked.

  Qu Lanting nodded.

  Huang Chao ate this meal like a mango on his back like a catfish in his throat, even though the food tasted good.

  The Qu family has good dining etiquette. No one speaks during the meal. Even the little girl eats gracefully like a little princess.

   Finally got through it, the old man watched the news, Qu Lanting and the secretary went to the study, and Qu Youran played games with the tablet.

   Qu Feitai led Huang Chao upstairs to the bedroom.

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

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

   "I'm Qu Feitai, not someone's younger brother." Qu Feitai turned on the piano, his fingers fluttering, and the remnants of a dream wedding lingered around the beam.

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

   The boy's fingers fluttered, like a smart butterfly, and a Sanskrit sound flowed from his fingertips.

  Huang Chao can't wait to slap himself in the ear, this question is simply stupid.

   At this time, Huang Chao finally remembered his business.

   "Xiao Fei, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, the first rehearsal in Studio No. 1 of the main station, don't be late, I will pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow."

   answered him with a melodious and smooth piano piece.

   Huang Chao sighed: "Your **** is really getting better and better. The musicians buried you. You should be a talented pianist."

   Knocked down the last key, the echo echoed around the beam, and the slender ten fingers of the teenager 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 a genius? By the way, I will also discuss with you about the termination of the contract. Your contract with Fanyin Entertainment will expire soon. What are your plans?"

  Sanskrit Entertainment definitely doesn't want to let him go, but the small temple can no longer accommodate Qufeitai.

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

   "Cancel the contract."

  Huang Chao wiped his tears, and he knew it was the end.

   "Why are you crying? Don't you want to part with your old club? That's alright, you can stay at Sanskrit Entertainment, I won't do things that are difficult for a strong man." Qu Feitai stroked the keys with pity.

  Huang Chao was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe it: "You...you mean you want to take me away?"

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

   (end of this chapter)