What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 29 Aunt Wang's Osmanthus Cake
The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Qin Feng woke up leisurely, feeling refreshed.

For breakfast, he fried an extra egg for himself and added a sandwich. It was a bit greasy but he was very satisfied.

During the meal, he called Wang Anruo from last night in the urban mansion until late at night, and recalled it carefully to ensure that there were no mistakes in every link.

He is still a conscientious TV station employee, and has nothing to do with the famous ghost writer Qin Wuxiang.

Taking off the dry shirt and trousers from the balcony and putting them on neatly, Qin Feng is ready to go out to meet Wang Anruo in Youth Square.

Now the morning exercise is almost a customary time for the two of them to communicate. Apart from the need to communicate with Wang Anruo in order to get a thousand points every month, just chatting and running with such a demure beauty every morning, It's all enough to make people hope for one day.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, and the good mood in the morning will really affect the work of the whole day.

He took the garbage and opened the door and went downstairs, but Qin Feng was a little disappointed that the expected time-limited task reminder did not appear.

"It's still 200 points away." He said to himself: "There are still 12 days left before the next monthly payment."

On the way to Youth Square, he kept looking at his mobile phone, opening the address book of the WeChat account to see his friends' notes.

"300 points, having dinner together five days in a row. What a waste of time."

"100 points, say good morning to each other for more than seven days. It can be considered, but the points are too few."

"200 points, go on a date and give a gift worth no less than 5000 yuan on the way..."

Qin Feng looked at the remarks and the information in the remarks, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Wang Anruo's reward of a stable income of [-] points per month as long as the official announcement was so special, it was like standing out from the crowd, looking down on everyone in the celebrity circle of Guanhai City .

"Boss, two bottles of Centennial Mountain."

"It's you again."

The convenience store at the entrance of Youth Square has a convenience store sign, but it is more like the newsstand of Qin Feng’s childhood. The simple board room can only accommodate the boss to sit alone, and customers can’t go in to buy things, they can only stand. Point to the boss in front of the window, and the boss will pick up the goods on his behalf.

The boss handed over two bottles of Baisui Mountain. He looked at Qin Feng who came to buy water almost every morning, and kindly reminded him: "You buy two small bottles every time. It is better to buy a big bottle of Nongfu Spring, which is only one yuan more expensive. , but it’s more cost-effective than two bottles.”

Qin Feng paid the money, smiled and waved the water in his hand: "I brought it for others."

The boss immediately realized it, and replied with a smile: "Then I wish you to come and buy a big bottle as soon as possible... Let's drink a bottle!"

"Lend your auspicious words!"

Today, Qin Feng came ten minutes earlier. On weekdays, Wang Anruo came after running a lap or two, but he didn't expect that when he walked along the pebble road to the small square, he happened to see Wang Anruo coming from the other side.

Today, both of them arrived a little earlier by coincidence.

From a long distance, Qin Feng saw that Wang Anruo didn't seem to come here empty-handed today.

"Good morning, Mr. Qin."

Wang Anruo greeted with a smile. This smile made people feel like a spring breeze, giving people a feeling of tranquility.

"Morning Miss Wang." He looked at the iron box in Wang Anruo's hand and raised his eyebrows: "This is..."

Wang Anruo sat down on the bench and opened the lunch box, inside were several pieces of very delicate pastries.

"Has Mr. Qin eaten breakfast?"

"Not very full."

Qin Feng had a smile on his face, thinking that he was almost exhausted after eating extra meals in the morning.

"I spent the night at my parents' house last night." Wang Anruo spoke naturally, and introduced to Qin Feng with a smile: "You have worked with my father for many years, have you ever heard my father mention my mother?"

Qin Feng took the opportunity to sit aside, there was still a space between the two, but it was much closer than when they were alone.

He thought about it seriously, and replied: "I haven't mentioned it many times, and every time Uncle Wang mentioned Aunt Wang, he basically said that smoking is not allowed... Uncle Wang will come downstairs to our unit whenever he is free." Take two sips, saying that Aunt Wang won't let you smoke at home, so you can only enjoy yourself outside."

He spread his hands: "Uncle Wang is quite addicted to cigarettes."

Wang Anruo nodded, "If possible, Mr. Qin can tell me a few words when I meet my dad smoking. He is old and smoking so much is not good for his health... My mother does not allow smoking, but there must be a limit to everything." .”

Qin Feng thought that was my immediate boss!Uncle Wang doesn't have any bad habits, he just likes to smoke a couple of puffs, and sometimes I bring him two special cigarettes when I travel abroad, such as Daqianmen, General Bai, King Furong and so on.As a subordinate, how dare you say such a thing?
But after thinking about it, Wang Anruo actually entrusted himself to help dissuade Uncle Wang, does it at least represent a kind of recognition and a further step in the relationship?

Think about it in another way, if you were a woman, would you ask a man with a normal relationship to persuade your father to smoke less?
And this person is his father's subordinate?
If the relationship is really mediocre, it's probably because of enmity.

Qin Feng thinks that at least his relationship with Wang Anruo is stronger than ordinary friends.

Just when he was thinking about something, Wang Anruo continued: "My mother is much more anxious than my father about urging the marriage. She just found out that I came out for a run with you in the morning two days ago, and she had to do it last night. Make sweet-scented osmanthus cake and let me bring it for you to taste, saying that it’s okay for young people not to eat breakfast... I really can’t resist it.”

At the end, as if thinking of something, Wang Anruo added calmly: "Just like the last time I sent chicken soup to my dad, I also brought you a copy on the way, my mom is always worrying about it, I hope Mr. Qin will not find it annoying. "

Qin Feng squeezed a piece under Wang Anruo's gesture, put it under his nose politely and smelled the fragrance, and then said with a smile: "It's so sweet cinnamon, Aunt Wang is so good at making it."

With a light bite, Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

Almost as soon as the tip of the tongue sips the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it turns into sweet water and lingers on the root of the tongue. It is sweet but not greasy, but the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus fills the teeth.

"It's very fragrant, and it's the best dessert I've eaten in recent years."

If the previous sentence was a compliment, then this sentence is the truth. It is much more delicate and delicious than the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he ate in many high-end dessert shops.

It seems that Wang Anruo is telling the truth this time.

Because the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is really delicious, and the chicken soup last time was very salty, not like the craftsmanship of people who cook all the year round.

This further confirms Qin Feng's conjecture about the chicken soup last time.

There are not many sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, there are only four pieces in total, and it only takes a few minutes for two people to share the food and wipe it off.

After taking a sip of mineral water, Qin Feng thought that the progress so far was unexpected, not only Uncle Wang favored him, but also Aunt Wang threw an olive branch?

Originally, he was worried about continuing to chat with Wang Anruo, but one day it finally reached the point where he was preparing for an official announcement, but what if the mother jumped out to stop him?
There are a lot of such things on the Internet, such as couples who have been in love for ten years because of the sky-high price gift from the mother-in-law, and so on.

Ok……

Qin Feng thought to himself, he hoped that Uncle Wang and his wife wouldn't hate his identity as Qin Wuxiang, if it was exposed one day, he didn't want to shatter the relationship he had worked so hard for with Wang Anruo for a long time.

Now, of course, it’s not a matter of hard work, I haven’t paid much, and the relationship between the two of them is stuck on the eve of further development from friends, waiting for me to seize the opportunity to thank her for helping me match stars, and then put it into action.

However, Qin Feng has always had a long-term vision.

It is impossible for him to be a prodigal son for the rest of his life, and he is 25 or [-] years old. It is time to think about the future. The high-end women he has come into contact with may be suitable for dating, but none of them are suitable for marrying and living at home.

Before meeting Wang Anruo, he even thought about whether only girls from ordinary families would make people feel at ease?
Marry a girl who is living a bit of hardship but is full of hope in life. If you have money, you can help her get rid of the hardships, and then slowly manage love, and finally become a good wife and mother.

But the appearance of Wang Anruo made him feel that if he really wanted to choose someone to live his life with, she might be the best choice.

(End of this chapter)