Chapter 39: The Gift Prepared for Qiao Yingzi and Song Qian
He reached out and pushed open the kitchen door.
Inside the kitchen,
only Song Qian was busy at work,
and at this moment Song Qian was wearing Bluetooth earphones,
presumably on the phone: "Alright, Wenjie, I think that's enough. Yeah, we'll talk later."
She hung up the call,
turned her head, and saw Qin Feng.
She showed a surprised delight: "Qin Feng, you're here."
"Mm."
Qin Feng nodded, then smiled: "I brought Qiao Yingzi a gift—a telescope. Don't you dare take it away!"
In the original plot,
to force Qiao Yingzi to get into Tsinghua or Peking University,
Song Qian was extremely strict,
not only forbidding Qiao Yingzi from touching anything related to astronomy,
but also smashing the telescope Qiao Weidong had given her.
So,
Qin Feng mentioned it ahead of time to warn Song Qian.
Hearing Qin Feng say this,
Song Qian visibly froze, then looked at him with a touch of seductiveness: "You remember to get Qiao Yingzi a gift—what about mine?"
"I won't forget yours, Aunt Song Qian."
Qin Feng grinned mischievously,
closed the kitchen door and locked it from inside,
then,
a pink butterfly took flight from his palm,
gradually vanishing into the hem of Song Qian's skirt…
"Ah? ~~"
Suddenly, a tingling sensation,
made Song Qian's legs go weak, and she leaned helplessly against Qin Feng's chest.
Song Qian stared at Qin Feng in shock,
and when she saw the wicked grin on his face and the remote control clenched in his hand,
she suddenly understood—
this, then, was Qin Feng's gift to her.
But,
this was too bold,
Qiao Yingzi was still in the living room…
In the living room,
while Song Qian hadn't yet left the kitchen,
Qiao Yingzi was carefully and swiftly admiring the telescope in her hands, without opening the packaging.
Yingzi knew,
Song Qian would never let her play with such things, let alone allow her to choose astronomy;
the ones Qiao Weidong gave her had all been smashed or thrown away.
If Yingzi kept this gift, it would meet the same fate.
So,
Yingzi had already decided:
she appreciated Qin Feng's thoughtfulness,
but she would return the gift to him shortly.
After all,
this high-precision civilian telescope was expensive—each one cost twenty to thirty thousand.
Her mother had said,
Brother Qin Feng was still a freshman, with limited finances; he should save where he could.
Thinking this,
Qiao Yingzi glanced toward the kitchen,
but what puzzled her was,
at this moment,
the kitchen door was closed,
and the range hood had suddenly grown extremely loud,
yet still failed to drown out Song Qian's few screams.
What's going on? Did the range hood break?
Seeing this,
Qiao Yingzi hurried to the door.
Knocking on the door,
he loudly asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Mom, did the range hood break?!"
Hearing the kitchen door being knocked on,
Qin Feng smiled and switched to the lowest setting.
Song Qian immediately gave Qin Feng a resentful glare,
then forced herself to endure the soreness in her calves, adjusted her expression,
and only then opened the door, looking at Yingzi and asking, "What's wrong? Yingzi."
"Hmm?"
Yingzi poked her head in and took a sniff,
it seemed fine; there wasn't any heavy cooking fumes.
Moreover,
Mom, you are making soup right now; is it really necessary to turn the range hood to the highest setting?
I really don't get it!
She shook her head,
and Qiao Yingzi casually said, "Nothing, I thought the range hood broke. Mom, if you're making soup, you don't need to turn it on that high; setting 2 is enough."
Setting 2 is enough?
Qin Feng gave a wicked smile,
ignoring Song Qian's head-shaking gesture,
and secretly pressed the setting 2 button.
Song Qian's face immediately changed,
but she still had to pretend everything was fine and said to Yingzi, "Okay, Yingzi, Mom got it. You go help Mom set the table with the bowls and chopsticks first, alright?"
"Mm, okay."
Qiao Yingzi responded, then actively pulled Qin Feng: "Brother Qin Feng, will you come help too?"
"Okay."
Qin Feng nodded, and only then did they both walk out of the kitchen.
A few minutes later,
End of Chapter
