Really young master does not want to go back to the rich and powerful [entertainment circle]

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begged him to go back

Zheng Qingyan felt that the deputy curator would not come back, so he went out for a walk.While wandering around, I bumped into the legendary master Ji Junqing and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, Teacher Ji." Zheng Qingyan put on a standard flattering smile.

Ji Junqing nodded to show that he heard it, adjusted the microphone, and continued to explain, "Next, we are going to the second exhibition hall..."

Followed by a group of tourists.They were in groups of three or five, barely maintaining the formation that followed Ji Junqing's movements, as if they were improvised for the purpose of listening to the explanation.

Zheng Qingyan felt that there was not much more than himself, so he mixed in.

This is Master Ji Junqing, his works must start to be auctioned and every one is less than one.Some people say that without Ji Junqing's works, no matter how many sculptures he collects, he is not a real connoisseur.

The Zheng family also does not have Ji Junqing's works.Zheng Haiyi was not eligible to participate in the auction.Ji Junqing's works will only be sold to predestined people and friends. The standard of predestined people is very mysterious, but friends are the local rich people in City A, so it is too difficult to integrate.

Zheng Qingyan knows that it is difficult to be friends, and wants to be a "person with predestined relationship".Pidianpidian followed the tourists, listening to the explanations that were completely uninteresting, and would applaud after Ji Junqing finished speaking.

The other tourists looked over and sized him up with puzzled eyes.

Zheng Qingyan didn't care, and continued to be Ji Junqing's brainless fan.When they looked at each other, they returned admiring gazes, and tried to boast: "The teacher is really good."

Ji Junqing concentrated on explaining, and didn't stop him until the intermission, "You know me?"

"Who doesn't know a master like you."

"That means I don't know each other. I have my own rhythm of explanation, and I don't need to cheer or praise. You can listen carefully if you want to, and don't startle others."

Zheng Qingyan was a little embarrassed, pursed her lips and pretended to be pitiful, "I'm sorry, I just admire you so much. My father always praised you and bought the works you directed. I bought several and kept them all at home."

Ji Junqing squinted his eyes, "Oh, your father is Zheng Haiyi."

Zheng Qingyan thought that the distance had been shortened, and was overjoyed, "Do you remember?"

"Remember, it's rare to be taken advantage of."

"Uh..." Zheng Qingyan couldn't laugh anymore.

Ji Junqing chuckled, "I was just joking. Of course I am very grateful that your father is willing to support my apprentice. Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's our honor. Are you free later? I'm going to make a short film to promote the culture of City A, and I want to ask you some questions about sculpture relics."

"No time. The curator asked me to go over, and I have something to do next."

Zheng Qingyan didn't know how long Ji Junqing would be busy. After thinking about it, he took out the invitation card for the birthday party, "My family is going to hold a party, I hope you will appreciate it."

The birthday party is still being prepared, but the invitations have already been printed.Zheng Qingyan will bring a few copies with him, and give one away when he sees the boss.

Ji Junqing accepted, "I'll think about it."

"Okay, thank you……"

Ji Junqing didn't want to listen to him at all, so he put the invitation in his pocket and picked up the loudspeaker, "Everyone, the tour time for the third exhibition hall is over. Let's go to the fourth exhibition hall."

After Zheng Qingyan followed for a while, he received a call from home.

Mom seemed to be crying, "Come back soon."

Zheng Qingyan was startled, "What happened?"

"You come back first."

"it is good."

Zheng Qingyan thought that her mother was too flustered, so she hurried home.

The home is very peaceful.The gardener is watering the flowers, the aunt is cooking in the kitchen, and the father is practicing his golf swing on the first floor, only the mother is missing.

Zheng Qingyan went upstairs and found Meng Wenfeng in the bedroom, "Mom."

Meng Wenfeng wiped away tears and smiled at him, "I'm back."

"Why are you crying?"

"Just now the curator of the museum called and said that Ning Xi was also there."

Zheng Qingyan understood it as Curator Xing, and acted according to the script he wrote, "Well, I delivered the letter. My brother scolded me a few times, but he didn't reject the letter, so I should still care about you."

Meng Wenfeng looked at him, tears gradually filled his eyes.

Zheng Qingyan took out a tissue to help wipe it off, "Are you too happy?"

"Why are you happy!" Meng Wenfeng waved his hand away.

Zheng Qingyan didn't expect this, and the tissue in his hand flew out.

The light tissue floated in the air for a while, but his mood fell to the bottom as if he had been hit hard by a stone.

Is this mom?Will mother be so cruel to him?

Zheng Qingyan couldn't believe it, and looked at Meng Wenfeng with aggrieved eyes, "Mom, you asked me to deliver the letter."

Meng Wenfeng stood up, took a step closer and stepped on the tissue he just used to wipe his tears, "Yes! I asked you to deliver the letter, but I didn't ask you to throw it away! You did something wrong, and you still lied!"

Zheng Qingyan was stunned, and subconsciously retorted, "I didn't lose it, you misunderstood."

"The curator saw it with his own eyes, and you still argue? Do you want me to go to the restaurant to adjust the surveillance!"

Too bad, mom even knows where he lost the letter.

Zheng Qingyan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he bit his lip and squeezed tears with pain, "I'm sorry, I was too scared. I knew I was very wrong, so I told such a lie."

Meng Wenfeng turned her head away, unwilling to look at him, "Why did you do this?"

"I sent it once, but my brother ignored me completely. I was scared and wanted to get rid of that letter, so I used this method. Mom, I really know I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Zheng Qingyan knelt on the ground, crying to Meng Wenfeng.

Meng Wenfeng still didn't look at her, she cleared her throat and asked, "Did you really give it away? Are you not afraid that I will ask Ning Xi?"

Zheng Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, then fell into a real panic.

However, he knew that it was over for him to admit it, so he gritted his teeth and insisted on lying, "True, really! It's my bad tone, and I made my brother unhappy. It's all my fault. You can scold me and hit me."

Meng Wenfeng turned her head and looked down at Zheng Qingyan who was kneeling and crying.

"What are you arguing about... eh? What are you doing?"

Zheng Haiyi suddenly pushed the door open and came in, and was dumbfounded to see them crying together.

Meng Wenfeng shook his head, Zheng Qingyan fell on the ground and continued to cry.

Zheng Haiyi frowned, and pulled Zheng Qingyan up first, "Why are you kneeling and crying? You have something to say, what kind of talk does this look like?"

Zheng Qingyan whispered, "I did something wrong. I should kneel."

Zheng Haiyi still looked indifferent, and looked at Meng Wenfeng, "Why are you losing your temper? You have to pick your time to lose your temper. Qingyan studies very hard..."

Meng Wenfeng raised her voice and overwhelmed the other voices in the room, "He threw away the letter! I wrote it to Ning Xi!"

Zheng Haiyi was so frightened by the high-pitched voice that he covered his ears, "What..."

Meng Wenfeng slowed down, and then spoke in a normal voice, "He doesn't want Ning Xi to come back."

"It's Luo Ningxi again." Zheng Haiyi scratched his head irritably, "After finding him, the family has never had a happy life."

Meng Wenfeng widened her eyes and pushed Zheng Haiyi, "What did you say!"

Zheng Haiyi staggered, remembering the last time when he saw his wife so crazy or the pain of giving birth.Realizing that his wife was really in pain, she panicked and counseled, "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Meng Wenfeng didn't speak, just sat back on the bed and cried.

Zheng Haiyi only dared to put the tissue box next to him, and dragged the lost Zheng Qingyan out, "Go, let your mother be quiet."

Zheng Qingyan obediently followed, and only spoke when he reached the first floor.

"Dad, I'm sorry..."

"Don't say these are useless. Explain to me from the beginning."

Zheng Qingyan confessed honestly, of course, what he said was a half-truth and half-false version of throwing the letter into the trash can after being rejected.

After hearing this, Zheng Haiyi had a complicated expression. After a while, he said something surprising, "You are a bit like Sang Xiaoyan. When I wrote a love letter to your mother, she also secretly threw it away."

Zheng Haiyi was taken aback, "Dad! I'm different from her, I was raised by you..."

"I know, I'll just say it casually. Why are you so confused?"

"I was wrong." Zheng Qingyan lowered his head and cried.

Zheng Haiyi was annoyed, "Why are you crying again? It's really weird, Luo Ningxi won't shed a single tear, but you can't stop crying."

Zheng Qingyan found that the situation was getting worse.

Not only mom, but dad also started to mention Luo Ningxi.

Zheng Qingyan quickly wiped away his tears, and said what Zheng Haiyi was happy to hear, "Dad, I have a solution. I will apologize to my brother and ask him to celebrate his birthday together. I invited Master Ji Junqing today, and the scale of the banquet is getting bigger and bigger. How could there be no brother as the main character?"

Zheng Haiyi heard the point, "Have you invited Ji Junqing?"

"He accepted the invitation."

"Well done. Work harder and call Luo Ningxi back. I don't want to see your mother go crazy again."

Zheng Qingyan kept nodding, "Well, I will definitely ask him to come back."

He wanted to look humble, but Zheng Haiyi took it seriously, "Please, but don't kneel down. If you kneel down, Luo Ningxi will lose his life."

Zheng Qingyan forced a smile, "Well, you really care about brother."

Zheng Haiyi didn't deny it, and patted his head.

Zheng Qingyan usually behaves nicely when his head is touched, but now he is completely out of mood, thinking: It turns out that unfeeling is only on the surface, blood is thicker than water, Zheng Haiyi will still interfere when he finds that it is not good for Luo Ningxi, and will stand with Meng Wenfeng at critical moments side.

It seems that he has to restrain himself and change his way of dealing with Luo Ningxi.

At 12 o'clock, the Sculpture Museum.

Luo Ningxi walked out of the office and looked for Shen Haofeng.He was very anxious, looked down at his phone without stopping, and kept rushing forward, for fear of seeing Shen Haofeng a second later.

Would Shen Haofeng be angry if he just learned one of his secrets and was invited out because of another secret?

Luo Ningxi felt guilty and worried, thinking about how to coax her for a while.

Shen Haofeng answered the phone with a cheerful voice, "Ning Xi, are you done talking?"

Luo Ningxi's heart warmed up, "Well, where are you?"

"Gift shop on the first floor. Shall I find you?"

"No, I'm going downstairs."

Shen Haofeng replied obediently, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Luo Ningxi wanted to meet someone quickly, ignored the escalator, and ran down the stairs that he could control his own speed.The pace was urgent and fast, causing Shen Haofeng to gasp on the other end of the phone.

"Slow down!" Shen Haofeng became fierce, like a worried old father.

Luo Ningxi was taken aback.

He was used to hearing Shen Haofeng laughing and calling "Ning Xi" with a coquettish voice with a rising tone, but he didn't expect Shen Haofeng's roar to be quite powerful.

Having said that, he had checked his ID card, and Shen Haofeng's age was indeed one year older than him.

He was stunned for only two seconds before Shen Haofeng returned to his usual tone, "Don't run so fast."

Luo Ningxi calmed down again.

The fierceness just now was probably an exception because Shen Haofeng was too anxious.

Luo Ningxi walked slowly and obediently, and walked to the first floor in a safe way.Before he finished going down the stairs, he saw Shen Haofeng running towards him while waving his hands, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, "You still want to pick me up so close?"

Shen Haofeng held his hand before he finished going down the stairs, raised his head and smiled brightly, "Yes. I miss you."

Luo Ningxi met Shang's scorching gaze, and always felt that Shen Haofeng was staring at his lips the most closely.

He was really afraid that he would kiss him in the next second, so he turned his head away and avoided looking at each other.Next to it was a smooth wall that could be used as a mirror. When he looked at the reflection, he realized that his appearance was quite disappointing. Then he turned back, thinking about it, and wanted to give him a pat on the head.

It's head-to-head killing, right?He remembered that the protagonists of TV dramas were often so provocative, and even became trending searches.

Luo Ningxi was not quite sure, he hesitated and almost brushed it away.

Shen Haofeng didn't feel it at all, so he touched it himself, "Is there something?"

Luo Ningxi: Well, the teasing failed.

Luo Ningxi felt a little lost, and even forgot that she still had two steps to go down.

Shen Haofeng waited for a while, then hugged him directly.

"Huh?" Luo Ningxi let out a low cry of surprise before realizing that she was carried down the steps.

He is no longer relying on two steps to forcibly make up for the height difference and can look down, but has returned to the reality that he can only look up at Shen Haofeng—he never felt that he was short at 181 until he met Shen Haofeng.

Now, it's not convenient to touch your head.

Luo Ningxi became inexplicably persistent and kept staring at Shen Haofeng.

Shen Haofeng blinked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ningxi thought for a while, then went up a step to make up for the height difference, and stretched out her hand to touch Shen Haofeng's head.He still thought that he couldn't miss a single movement, so he stretched out his hand, "Hug it."

"Pfft." Shen Haofeng couldn't help laughing, "Why are you so cute?"

Luo Ningxi was dumbfounded, "Don't hug me? Oh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Haofeng hugged him down again.This time he still didn't let go, and took advantage of the situation to lock him firmly in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to add some other actions?"

Luo Ningxi was still in a daze, "This is a public place, so don't mess around even if there are few people."

"Okay." Shen Haofeng let go obediently.

Luo Ningxi looked at the time, "Shall we go to eat?"

"Wait, put the envelope in." Shen Haofeng suddenly conjured a folding bag from his pocket, the pattern was a carved mural, and the logo of the Sculpture Museum was printed on it.

Luo Ningxi was puzzled, "Where did this come from?" "I bought it. I went to the gift shop on the first floor just now. It's not convenient to hold the envelope with one hand. It's better to find a bag."

"Thank you." Luo Ningxi hesitated before putting the letter in.

Shen Haofeng didn't look at it much, and tied a knot directly, "I'm just holding it for you, I won't look around."

"Aren't you curious?"

"Curiosity. I just wanted to ask a question."

Luo Ningxi found that Shen Haofeng spoke bluntly, and inexplicably felt that the stone in his heart had dropped, "You ask."

Shen Haofeng's question was a little weird, "Isn't this a love letter?"

"Love letter?" Luo Ningxi was taken aback, "How is it possible, is this something only children do?"

Shen Haofeng shrugged, "I feel that Zheng Qingyan is quite like a child. The last time he was robbed of his mobile phone by you, his first reaction was to tell his parents."

Luo Ningxi: Because "Mom and Dad" are his biological parents.

Shen Haofeng continued to make up his mind, "I was thinking, does he like you? Because he likes you, he targeted you and tried to get your attention. He wrote a love letter but didn't dare to give it, and finally threw it in the trash can."

Luo Ningxi was stunned, "You think too much. He can't like me."

Shen Haofeng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if it's not a love letter. I don't have anything else to ask."

Luo Ningxi said her real worry, "I'm hiding something from you again, won't you be angry?"

"No. Everyone has their own secrets, and I understand that."

Luo Ningxi thought for a while, and made a promise, "Well, I'll tell you everything when I'm ready."

Shen Haofeng also became serious, "Me too."

Luo Ningxi kept staring at Shen Haofeng, seeing the expression on that face changed for a while, she wanted to laugh, "What can you hide from me? Everything is written on your face."

"Really? Can you tell I'm hungry?" Shen Haofeng blinked.

Luo Ningxi also blinked, "Okay, let's go eat."

There is only one restaurant in the museum, and there are not many people, but the dishes are really not very good.Luo Ningxi and Shen Haofeng went to a nearby shopping mall and picked a restaurant with a lighter taste for dinner.

Luo Ningxi's reason was justified, "You've been using your voice a lot lately, so it's better not to eat anything exciting."

Shen Haofeng put his hands on his cheeks and made a pitiful expression, "I know, but I eat light fast food every day in the company, and my mouth feels tasteless. I want to eat the fried skewers next door, okay?"

Looking back, Luo Ningxi found that Shen Haofeng was quite restrained.When eating fried chicken yesterday, Sheng Mingchuan wished he had to spit out the bones. Shen Haofeng thought that the oil would be bad for his throat, so he tore off the skin and only ate the meat inside.

"Okay. Is the money enough?" Luo Ningxi gave permission like a parent, and wanted to buy some money.

Shen Haofeng smiled, "I have it, and I will buy it for you. What do you want to eat?"

"I won't eat it, you can buy your own."

"it is good."

Shen Haofeng got up, and ran to the next door store happily and quickly.

Luo Ningxi watched her off for a while, shook her head, picked up her phone to check the time.After reading it, he estimated that it would take about ten minutes to serve the dishes and buy skewers, pursed his lips, and unconsciously moved his eyes to the bag beside him.

In the bag, there was a letter written by Meng Wenfeng to him.

What was Zheng Qingyan's letter that he wanted to throw away at the risk of being discovered?

Luo Ningxi first raised the envelope and looked at the light.

The envelope was opaque, so there was no way to see what was inside.

He could only open the letter, and first noticed the photo sandwiched between the letter papers.The photo was taken when Meng Wenfeng was pregnant, her belly was getting bigger and bigger, her figure changed from thin to swollen, only her smile was always bright.

He skimmed the letter and found that what was written earlier was what he had written in his diary during pregnancy.After meeting each other, Meng Wenfeng showed him the diary written during pregnancy, so he could see that the handwriting on the envelope belonged to Meng Wenfeng.

What follows is a request to meet him alone.

Meng Wenfeng also said one more thing: "My friends and I invested in a beauty salon and bought a house nearby. They didn't know about these things, they just thought I went for beauty treatments on a regular basis. Let's meet there."

It seems that Meng Wenfeng is not a weak person who can only obey.

In the end, Meng Wenfeng said: "Shall we celebrate our birthday together? It doesn't matter if it's not the day. I'll make you red rice cakes. You can choose dry ones, sweet ones, salty ones."

Luo Ningxi looked at it and found that what she was most interested in was the red rice cake.

Red rice cake is a specialty of Hongyi County in B City. It has both sweet and salty flavors. The dry cake is steamed and pressed, and the water cake is steamed with water. Each has its own characteristics.Red rice cakes are auspicious and are eaten during festivals. Locals put candied dates in them on birthdays, which symbolizes longevity and good fortune.

Luo Ningxi knew about it, but he hadn't eaten it.

It was impossible for Sang Xiaoyan to do it for him. Sheng Mingchuan's mother was from the city, so she couldn't do it even if she wanted to.I want to go out to buy it, but I can't find a place.

Luo Ningxi pursed her lips and looked at the words "red rice cake" for a long time.

"Hello, this is Chuanbei stewed chicken." The waiter just came to serve the dish.

Luo Ningxi put away the letter, "Thank you, please put it over there."

Chuanbei moistens the lungs, he ordered it for Shen Haofeng.It is better to place it close to Shen Haofeng.

However, when Shen Haofeng came back and saw that the soup was on his side, he first served him a bowl, "You don't have to wait for me, eat first. Do you want me to tear off the chicken thigh for you?"

Luo Ningxi shook her head, "I'll eat it myself."

Shen Haofeng put the bowl over, and when he turned his hand over, the gadget in his palm appeared, "Look."

"Little bear?" Luo Ningxi was surprised, "You bought it?"

"Well, the mascot of the Kushikatsu shop. I can't just buy my own."

"Thank you."

Luo Ningxi took the little bear and flicked it lightly with her fingertips.

The corners of Shen Haofeng's lips rose, "Do you like it so much?"

"No. The bear is dipped in paprika."

"Uh..." Luo Ningxi found that the atmosphere was not right, and added a flattering word, "I like it very much."

Shen Haofeng was easily satisfied, his eyes lit up again, "Yeah!"

During the meal, Luo Ningxi was a little absent-minded.

He was always thinking about red rice cakes, and for a while, he thought about the envy of watching other people's steamed red rice cakes when he was a child.

For a while, I thought of Sheng Mingchuan's mother who bought white rice and dyed it red with dragon juice to make it completely change color.

He would also stare at the red dates floating in the stew and think about life.

There are so many red dates, why is he obsessed with the one in the birthday red rice cake?

This obsession is really strange.

When he got home, he took a mobile phone number that he didn't use much, and sent a message to Meng Wenfeng: "I received the letter."

Meng Wenfeng quickly replied: "Ning Xi, are you willing to talk to me? Are you still angry? Have you reconsidered after reading the letter? I really won't tell them."

Luo Ningxi only said, "Under consideration."

Then did not return.

He wanted to see if Meng Wenfeng would tell others the number.

Luo Ningxi observed for a while, and found that Meng Wenfeng really did not give the new number to others.

Meng Wenfeng not only didn't say anything, but also pretended to be very angry, making Zheng Haiyi and Zheng Qingyan suffer blindly for doing nothing. Zheng Haiyi kept sending messages to the old number.

Luo Ningxi enjoyed watching it quite well, and her impression of Meng Wenfeng became a little better.He picked a day to meet Meng Wenfeng, and he ate the red rice cake that he had been thinking about for many years, and he gave up his obsession.

Meng Wenfeng was very happy and chatted with him frequently.Sometimes he had nothing to say, and sometimes he would reply with a few words, but he didn't agree to meet again, and maintained a casual chat relationship.

He didn't mean to leave Meng Wenfeng alone. During this period of time, he has been busy with repairing the door, and he is not in the mood to meet.

After being introduced by the curator, Ji Junqing really came to the house to repair the door.Luo Ningxi asked the housekeeper to make tea, and then asked the cook to serve tea and snacks, and she waited beside her in case someone would not treat her well.

Ji Junqing didn't care much about people, and after checking the cracks on the door frame, he came to a conclusion, "The scorched and crooked places need to be redone, and the scratched places can be repaired."

"Okay." Luo Ningxi asked softly, "Is there anything I need to do?"

Ji Junqing opened the toolbox, "Talk with me. Measuring the size is too boring."

"Okay." Luo Ningxi quickly sat down beside her.

"You live alone?"

"No, with my boyfriend."

"What about others?"

"Go to work. He's a singer and he's preparing a new album."

Ji Junqing glanced at him, "Singer? He's quite rich, right? He bought this house?"

Luo Ningxi didn't want Ji Junqing to underestimate Shen Haofeng, so she just said, "Bought together."

"He's a singer, what do you do?"

"I'm a musician, and I also have a little business."

"Oh, the vase is from the house?"

"No, I bought it from an auction."

Ji Junqing was surprised, "Is that the real thing at the auction? It seems that your business is not small. What else did you buy?"

Luo Ningxi only followed Sheng Mingchuan to watch the excitement the first time, and then went to an anonymous auction by herself, purely holding up placards, and others only knew the number of the auction.

He was not afraid of losing his vest, so he counted them for Ji Junqing, "I have photographed paintings, calligraphy, inkstones, pen holders and pianos. One of the pianos is your work..."

Ji Junqing listened, and the action of pulling the ruler became less irritable.

"The ones you bought are not miscellaneous. It seems that you really like them. Some people don't know anything. When they see other people raising placards and hearing that the author is famous, they follow the quotation. No. Sell things."

"Are you talking about Wang Yuanfei?"

Ji Junqing smiled, "You know him."

Luo Ningxi said honestly, "I only know that he is your apprentice. The auctioneer didn't say anything about him. After reading an article about your diary, he started to introduce the work. Does that work seem to imitate you?"

"Well, I dare to sell imitations. The most terrifying thing is that they are sold."

"Really? No one raised their cards in my match."

Ji Junqing snorted, "It was a nouveau riche who heard that the auction was not sold, so he asked the association to buy it privately. I just can't figure it out. How could anyone be willing to buy a broken imitation? Once he bought it, he bought several."

Luo Ningxi listened, inexplicably thinking of Zheng Haiyi.

It was very useful to talk about the auction. Ji Junqing realized that Luo Ningxi was not completely ignorant, so his attitude eased a lot.Later, Ji Junqing concentrated on his work, and Luo Ningxi watched from the side, and he never made a mistake in helping hand over the tools.

Day by day, the progress of repairing the door is very fast.

Luo Ningxi counted the days and even thought that the work could be completed ahead of schedule.By finishing work early, he will be able to tidy up the house and prepare for the birthday celebration.

But Ji Junqing asked for leave suddenly, "I'm sorry, I have something urgent to leave."

"Okay, I'll see you off?" Luo Ningxi saw that Ji Junqing was restless, so she offered to ask.

Ji Junqing got to know him a lot, nodded, "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Luo Ningxi asked concerned, "Is the matter serious?"

"It's serious. The nouveau riche fell for my apprentice again, and spent 500 million to buy a fake product that is nothing. I have to apologize to him and refund the money."

Luo Ningxi sighed, "You are really a responsible master."

"No way, the apprentice is my own nephew."

"Uh..." Ji Junqing sighed, "Sorry, I think you are a trustworthy person, so I just said it."

Luo Ningxi also knew that this meant trust, so she took the initiative to say, "I understand, I won't say anything. You should take the tool and sit in the back seat."

"Okay, please take me to the castle manor in the western suburbs. Do you know where it is?"

"I know, that's a scenic spot, right? Are customers playing there?"

Ji Junqing sighed, "That's right. He rented it for a banquet."

Luo Ningxi nodded to show that she heard it, and then concentrated on driving.

The castle manor has access control, Luo Ningxi stopped, and wanted Ji Junqing to talk to the guard.Before Ji Junqing could speak, the door opened first, and the butler of the Zheng family emerged from the guard room, excitedly saying, "Master, you are finally here. Come in quickly."

Ji Junqing was dumbfounded, "Master? Xiao Luo, is he talking about you?"

Luo Ningxi glanced ahead, seeing Zheng Haiyi's figure and knew that he couldn't escape, "Well, it's a bit complicated, just like you and your apprentice. I'm sorry, that's all I can say."

Ji Junqing understood in a second, "Understood, I won't talk too much."

Zheng Haiyi came out of the castle specially and was waiting to receive the master.After waiting for a long time, he found that the car that came belonged to Luo Ningxi, frowning, and the anger that was ignored in the past quickly rose.

Zheng Haiyi put away his smile, put his face behind his back, and put on an arrogant look. Seeing Luo Ningxi get out of the car, he taunted, "Yo, you still know how to come back... huh? Big, master?"

Zheng Haiyi stuttered when he saw Ji Junqing coming down from the back seat, and completely forgot about the face he wanted to show.

Ji Junqing gave a polite smile, "Hello. I have a problem with my car, please ask Xiao Luo to send me."

The corners of Zheng Haiyi's mouth twitched. Considering that his 500 million would not be spent in vain, he put on a doggy smiling face, "So you guys know each other, what a coincidence! Ning Xi, well done, you are really my good son!"

This face changed, Luo Ningxi felt ashamed again, and added, "Godfather, we don't have anything to do now."

Zheng Haiyi suddenly lost his face.

That's a statement he made up himself.No matter how harsh it is, you have to grit your teeth and listen.

If the son doesn't recognize his father, he can't refute it. It's a crime.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!