After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit The Family Property

When Qin Ke received his boyfriend's coquettish message, Qin Ke was already sitting in the VIP waiting room of the airport.

The airport during the Spring Festival travel season is always a busy scene.

The airport broadcast broadcasts the flight information through the noisy sound, gradually narrowing the distance between passengers and their hometown.

He looked at the text on the white background in the dialog box, and a wronged puppy involuntarily appeared in his mind.

It is exactly the same as the one painted by Song Yunran squatting in the snow.

The two big ears drooped down, and the round eyes were full of disappointment, so I almost found a cardboard box to squat in, and hung a sign saying "I'm very obedient and begs for adoption".

Even though Song Yunran celebrates the New Year alone, it doesn't mean that he will really be alone in the villa, but Qin Ke thought for a while before replying and asked: 【Do you want to change cities for the New Year? 】

With a sound of "ding", Song Yunran, who was lying on the table, sat up straight in an instant.

He was stunned for a moment by the freshly delivered news on his mobile phone. After reading it several times, he successfully extracted the central idea of ​​this sentence with his clever brain.

——Qin Ke wanted to invite him home for the New Year.

Are you so reluctant to part with me?

Song Yunran snorted a few times proudly, thinking that Qin Ke was too clingy, I just asked him to come back early, and he actually wanted to pack me up and take me away.

Not independent at all, should I go out to film in the future, wake up in the middle of the night and look for my father everywhere.

How can this work, Song Yunran thought, I want to criticize him face to face!

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yunran woke up when the plane started to land.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the strange city outside the porthole. After a while, when his consciousness gradually returned, an unknown panic filled his heart.

Impulsive.

Seeing the message from Qin Ke, he hurriedly notified Assistant Tang to help book the tickets.

Thanks to his luck, he bought the last first-class ticket on the same plane as Qin Ke, and after rushing to the airport, he stepped on the plane before he even had time to say a few words.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to think.

It wasn't until this time that the plane was getting closer and closer to the landing runway that he vaguely remembered that Qin Ke was going home to spend the New Year with his mother.

Song Yunran instantly became nervous. The legendary meeting with parents came so suddenly.

I don’t know what kind of personality Qin Ke’s mother is like. Will she have a pair of piercing eyes, and she can see through her adultery with Qin Ke at a glance, and then just like in the novel, she slammed a check and said, “I’ll give you 5000 million yuan. , leave my son".

...Oh no, the roles are reversed.

Just as his heart was about to drop, Song Yunran gasped again.

It's over, he is so rich, will my aunt think...he is a bully who robs civilian men!

Thinking of this, Song Yunran became more and more anxious.

This anxiety accompanied him until the plane came to a complete stop, and he never recovered.

The surrounding passengers left one after another, and Qin Ke also walked over from the first row. Seeing his uneasy expression, he asked, "Are you airsick?"

"Ah? Oh no." Song Yunran stood up worriedly, "Let's go, we have to face what we have to face."

Qin Ke: "...?"

After picking up their luggage, the two took the elevator to the underground garage.

Passengers passed by from time to time, Qin Ke carefully lowered the brim of his hat, glanced at his mobile phone, and said in a low voice: "The car is parked in Area C, wait for a few minutes, she will come right away."

Song Yunran silently squeezed the mask tighter.

He swallowed, but still couldn't hold back: "Is your mother fierce?"

Qin Ke was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"That's, if she doesn't like me," Song Yunran gestured, "Will she beat me out with a hanger?"

Qin Ke lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yunran's serious eyes, vaguely understanding where his worry came from.

I don't know what I made up in my head on the plane, but I thought there would be someone in the world who was willing to drive him out of the house.

"Of course not, she is very happy that I am willing to bring my friends home." Qin Ke said firmly.

Song Yunran thought to himself, this boyfriend is really stupid, and said emphatically, "Aren't you afraid that she will see something? She is your mother!"

Qin Ke glanced at him: "What are you afraid of, you are still my father."

"..."

Song Yunran was speechless, silently clenched his fists, and decided to beat up the inappropriate son on the spot. Unexpectedly, when the fist was less than three centimeters away from Qin Ke's chest, a white car stopped steadily. in front of them.

Two figures were reflected in the car window.

It's a flirting scene.

Song Yunran froze in place, and after the window fell, he and the beautiful middle-aged woman in the driver's seat looked at each other for a few seconds.

He has a guilty conscience, and always feels that the other party's eyes are conveying obvious doubts of "what are you doing?"

In an instant, Song Yunran transformed his fist into a palm, patted the non-existing dust on Qin Ke's neckline, and said coldly, "Look at you, where did you get dust all over your body?"

Qin Ke: "..."

Not to mention, the imitation of the tone is so vivid that it's hard not to make people suspect that Song Yunran was scolded by his father like this when he was a child.

He smiled silently, and then bent down to greet the car window: "Mom."

Because of this unexpected episode, Song Yunran hardly dared to speak the whole time, only shouted "Hi Auntie" when getting in the car, and put on a rare and well-behaved side the rest of the time, with his hands flat on his knees, like a first-time Children who go to other people's houses as guests.

Of course, he did not forget to observe secretly.

Qin Ke's mother's name was Qin Nianrong. The mother and son looked somewhat similar, with a cold face with excellent bones and deep eyebrows.

Coupled with her very calm tone when she spoke, Song Yunran was even more certain that this was a female version of Qin Ke, and it must be the version he knew in his previous life.

Qin Ke's home was not far from the airport, and after 10 minutes, the vehicle drove into a residential area on the side of the road.

Judging from the exterior of the building, this neighborhood should be quite old, but the interior of the garage is bright and clean, which shows that the property has been well managed.

In an inexplicable and weird atmosphere, the three of them took the elevator to the seventh floor.

Qin Nianrong opened the door and went in first, took out two pairs of slippers and put them on the ground, then glanced at Song Yunran as if there was nothing there, seemed to pause for half a beat, and finally said softly: "You are welcome to come to play at home. "

Song Yun straightened his back abruptly, and put his hands on his legs: "Hi, I'm bothering you."

Qin Nianrong looked at him again, and looked away thoughtfully.

Song Yunran didn't dare to show his air, and followed Qin Ke closely, came to the living room and sat down in fear, at the same time, he secretly hinted at Qin Ke with his eyes, telling the other party to say something to ease the atmosphere, otherwise your father might buy it immediately Return air ticket.

Qin Ke understood: "I..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the phone rang. Seeing that the call was from Chen Jing, he knew it was probably about work, so he changed the subject, "I'll answer the call."

Although Qin Ke didn't go far, Song Yunran's heart was on the verge of collapse.

He and Qin Nianrong stared at each other, feeling that the smiles on their faces became stiffer every second.

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Nianrong stood up without warning: "Shall I have something to eat?"

"...Thank you, Auntie." Song Yunran dared not refuse.

Qin Nianrong was noncommittal, turned around and took out a pre-cut fruit plate and several large bags of snacks: "Eat it, you're welcome."

Song Yunran's right hand holding the fruit fork trembled slightly.

Uneasy, he picked up a piece of cantaloupe, and the moment he was about to feed it into his mouth, he suddenly heard Qin Nianrong say, "I've watched the variety show recorded by you and Qin Ke."

The cantaloupe fell to the ground.

Song Yunran: "..."

Qin Nianrong: "..."

The two looked at each other silently, and in the end Song Yunran bent down first, picked up the innocent cantaloupe and threw it into the trash can: "Haha, really, I didn't expect that my aunt would watch this too."

Before the words fell, Song Yunran regretted it.

What the hell is he talking about!Why can't people watch variety shows that their children participate in!

Song Yunran was numb, and with a delicate mood of breaking a can, he put down the fruit fork and thought to himself.

That's right, since Aunt Qin has watched "Holiday Slow Travel", she must have noticed the intimate interaction between them.

Maybe she has already noticed something strange, and she is waiting for today's teacher to question her.

At this moment, there is no attack yet. Could it be that it is inconvenient to speak up because of Qin Ke's presence?

When Song Yunran was thinking wildly, Ms. Qin was also extremely depressed.

It's strange, Song Yunran in the show is obviously lively and cheerful, bouncing around like a cute kid.

Why did I meet her for half an hour, but didn't even want to talk.

Even her carefully prepared food didn't seem to arouse his interest.

Does he/she have a bad impression of me?

The two frowned in unison, then turned their heads at the same speed, looking at Qin Ke who was busy with work.

"Well, I wish you a happy Chinese New Year too."

Qin Ke hung up the phone, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met the complicated eyes of the two asking for help.

"..."

He pursed his lower lip, got up and took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from the suitcase: "Mom, this is a gift prepared by Mr. Song for you."

"For me?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Qin Nianrong's indifferent face. She took the gift box and saw clearly the brand logo on it. It was her favorite skin care product. "How embarrassing, it's too expensive."

Song Yunran hastily booked tickets at noon and packed his luggage. It would be great if he could catch the plane in time, so he prepared some gifts if he had time.

He blinked in confusion, only to see Qin Ke give him a suggestive smile.

At the critical moment, Song Yunran was so blessed that he plucked up the courage to say: "Auntie, please don't be polite, just accept it. I just don't know if you like this brand, if you don't like it, just tell me, I'll ask someone to buy another set .”

Since they met, this was the first time Qin Nianrong heard Song Yunran say so many words in one breath.

Qin Nianrong was quite relieved in her heart, but she still said politely: "Actually, it's good for you to come here. You don't need to bring gifts specially. After all, Qin Ke mentioned to me that you always take special care of him in the company."

Seeing that the embarrassing atmosphere finally turned around, Song Yunran also relaxed a little, and said with a smile: "I should take care of him, after all, I am a father..."

Qin Nianrong: "Huh?"

"...The domineering president."

Song Yunran bit the bullet and said a shameful self-evaluation, "Anyway, our boss is like this, and we like to take care of the company's employees."

Qin Ke turned his face to the side and smiled lightly.

Qin Nianrong didn't find any loopholes in it, she just felt that Song Yunran at this moment finally overlapped with the Mr. Song she saw in variety shows, he always liked to say strange things, but he was not annoying at all.

It seems that she was just shy just now, Qin Nianrong secretly guessed.

Thinking of this, she tentatively pushed the snacks on the coffee table forward: "Then Auntie is going to cook now. If you are hungry, you can have some snacks first."

Song Yunran nodded, and he let out a long sigh of relief when Qin Nianrong entered the kitchen.

He was scared to death. Fortunately, Qin Ke took out a box of gifts to change the subject, otherwise he was really afraid that if he continued, his aunt would take out the hanger and beat him home.

But then again, the gift was prepared by Qin Ke, and Song Yunran didn't intend to take it all for himself.

He ate a piece of coconut cake, thought for a while, then beckoned Qin Ke over, and asked in a low voice, "Now my aunt thinks the gift is from me, will she blame you later, saying that you didn't know how to prepare a gift for her during the Chinese New Year? "

"Probably not." Qin Ke took out a tissue and wiped a small piece of debris from the corner of his mouth for him.

The temperature of the fingertips was transmitted through the tissue, which made Song Yunran stunned for a moment.

He opened his mouth in a strange way, as if wanting to lick back the sweet coconut, subconsciously stuck out the tip of his tongue, and lightly touched Qin Ke's fingertips.

Qin Ke paused, and a meaningful smile flashed across his eyes.

Song Yunran's heart missed a beat, and only then did he realize what he was doing just now.

He cleared his throat and pretended nothing happened: "Uh, don't make trouble, listen to me."

"You said."

Qin Ke threw away the tissue, relying on his mother's back to the living room, raised his finger and wiped his boyfriend's lips, "I'm listening."

Song Yunran was taken aback, and hurriedly glanced back to confirm that Ms. Qin was still concentrating on cooking, then slapped Qin Ke on the back of the hand, and said in a low voice, "Behave yourself."

The tone was particularly fierce, as if it wasn't him who was the first to lick someone's fingers like a puppy.

Qin Ke smiled and withdrew his hand, knowing that he couldn't be too funny.

Otherwise, when his mother comes out later, he will definitely wonder why Xiao Song's face is so red.

Song Yunran looked at him vigilantly: "Seriously. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and it's not easy to choose a temporary gift. How about I just give auntie a red envelope?"

"Huh?" Qin Ke frowned, "Just give her red envelopes?"

Hearing that his tone was wrong, Song Yunran was even more uncertain: "Ah, this doesn't seem appropriate? It's a bit vulgar to give money directly?"

"I was thinking..."

Qin Ke glanced at him, and asked slowly, "Don't I deserve to have Dad's Spring Festival gift?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-1921:00:00~2021-07-2620:10:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Gin1;

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