Chapter 63 Welcome home my princess, attack the tea method with tea
He first picked up the envelope on top. After hesitating for a while, An Feng finally decided to open it and see who it was from.
Exhibition letter...
The few simple words on it made An Feng stunned...
"Welcome home, my princess."
My heart, which was already in bad shape, was now beating wildly. My brain had completely shut down, and all logic and rationality were gone.
She spent ten minutes reading just eight short words...Finally, she carefully put the letter away and picked up the last document.
As soon as she opened the first page, she once again felt that her mental quality was not very good...
Imperial Capital xx Private Hospital, DNA Testing Center Report...
With shaking hands, he turned another page, and it was clearly written...
Appraiser: Xu Bojian
Appraiser: Xia Anfeng
…
After carefully reading the entire report, An Feng came to a conclusion that shocked her...
Her brother came to visit...
Suddenly thinking of something, An Feng felt as if he had been enlightened and everything became clear to him.
The benefactor who suddenly appeared and saved Qingfeng's life was his blood brother... and his last name was Xu!
And the day before, she had just received a promise from another man named Xu that he would help her find Xia Qingfeng.
Xu Huo... the doctor Xu Huo who suddenly appeared in front of her! The Xu Huo who lied to her that he was the accompanying doctor!
“Ding ding ding…”
An Feng was startled by a rapid ringing sound. He searched the room in a panic for a long time and finally found a cell phone in the dress box that he had thrown aside!
I guess I was focusing too much on the dress just now and ignored its existence.
"Only brother"
These six big words jumped on the screen, and even though An Feng was in a complicated mood, he couldn't help laughing.
An Feng was worried that the ringing would attract the attention of the dormitory manager who loved to patrol in the middle of the night, so he hesitated for only a second before answering the phone...
"Hello"
There was a brief silence on the other side, and then a low but very gentle voice was heard.
"This is a welcome gift for you. Do you like it, Xiao Anfeng?"
Facing this brother who had already made himself dizzy by smashing jewels, An Feng's brain was completely unable to work...
"Ah... it's for me... it's too expensive. No."
Facing An Feng's panicked refusal, Xu Bojian did not get angry, but smiled and said, "As long as you like it, you deserve the best things in the world.
Don’t complain that the things I temporarily prepared are not pretty enough. I will take you home after you finish the show. I've prepared a very large dressing room for you.
There is also a special jewelry area inside. During this time, I will definitely find the most beautiful jewelry for you..."
Xu Bojian's gentle voice brought An Feng into a fairy-tale world. His deep voice was like a witch's spell, making An Feng sink into the dream he had created.
When An Feng hung up the phone, he was still in shock...
She is not a pretentious person who wants to remove herself from this world. She uses the most hurtful attitude to resist people who show kindness to her in order to show her own nobleness.
If possible, she would certainly be very surprised that she had a brother like Xu Bojian, the brother of her dreams...
However, her inherent inferiority complex and timidity made her afraid and she wondered whether she could accept this change of identity.
Does she really deserve others to be nice to her? How can she repay their sincerity towards her?
Immersed in this tangled emotion, An Feng's consciousness gradually blurred and he fell asleep.
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Early the next morning, An Feng was awakened by a violent knock on the door.
Although I felt very uneasy before falling asleep last night, I slept surprisingly soundly afterward.
Hearing the noise, she slowly woke up... This shows that her sleep quality last night was really good.
Rubbing his eyes, An Feng walked slowly to the door and opened it... "Why are you making so much noise? Don't you know people are sleeping?"
Outside the door, a girl with a high ponytail was raising her hand towards him. She must be the one who had just knocked on the door violently.
An Feng slapped her impolite hand away without any hesitation and leaned over to look outside.
But I saw that there was a group of... younger brothers surrounding her, protecting her in the middle. Outside the circle, Fu Ling was rushing over with teeth bared and cursing.
"You guys are sick! You knocked on the door so hard that the wall was shaken off. With this kind of energy, why are you still an idol? You'd be better off being a strong woman!"
As he said this, he pushed away a girl who was blocking his way with his butt.
"A good dog doesn't block the road. What are you doing here? Are you looking for death? This road was bought by your family! You can't let people pass by!"
While cursing, he stood in front of An Feng with an attitude of protecting his cub.
"you……"
"Why are you guys here to gather together to poop but you can't even fart after a long time? Are you constipated? Why don't you go back and use 70 or 80 suppositories and then come back to poop..."
The fierce cursing style immediately made the faces of the people opposite turn pale.
"What does it have to do with you? We are here to look for An Feng. Why would we ask a lackey like you to speak for your master?"
An Feng couldn't stand hearing this, and pulled Fu Ling, who was about to debate with the scholars, behind him. An Feng sneered and said, "I was wondering who is so eloquent.
It turns out to be our...poetry reciter! Your performance on the first stage was so brilliant that I remembered you right away.
You keep calling your master a lackey. In the eyes of a maid, everyone is a maid. No wonder you look like a slave. You are destined to be a slave~"
As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Ling was the first to burst into laughter. Others also remembered that this person was the one who was collectively criticized by the mentors on the first stage for having no quality and no ability and only talking about his rap.
"You! I..."
Staring at An Feng in frustration, she was at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to fight back...
"What do you mean by you? What do you mean by me? It seems that I overestimate you. You are not even worthy of the term poetry reciter. You can't even speak clearly... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, with your level, you can't even be selected for the Children's Day poetry recitation program.
Okay, I get annoyed just looking at your maid face. Move aside and let your dog master stand out. I don’t want to talk to the maid anymore, it lowers my style…”
As he said this, he slapped the girl's flushed face in front of him without any mercy and pushed her aside.
"What do you want from me? You even knew to send the dog first. You must have some brains." He raised his chin and asked the gentle girl standing behind the crowd.
She looked innocent and shook her head: "Ah no, what dog... An Feng, how can you think like that? We are all teammates, it's not good to belittle others like this..."
An Feng scratched his ears impatiently and pretended to slam the door shut.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" Seeing that An Feng was not responding at all, she became anxious and stretched out her hand to stop An Feng.
An Feng shook off her hand in disdain and waved his hand to signal her to just say that and not to come any closer.
This blatant act of disdain made the girl opposite her teeth almost break.
"It's like this... According to our new rules, the top eleven on the individual popularity list will automatically be promoted to Class A..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by An Feng with a look of surprise.
"I'm also in the top eleven, why are you bothering me?"
Seeing this, she waved her hands hastily and said, "I didn't mean that. It's just that I heard that the view from your room is better and you can see the small garden to the south.
There is an ecological park in the south, maybe the air there is fresher... I have not been in good health since I was a child, and I often feel short of breath in places with bad environments... so..."
An Feng smiled, very happily, and said, "Why should I let you? If you are not feeling well, go see a doctor. Why are you looking for me? I said I have asthma. Don't I need a good environment to provide me with high-quality oxygen?"
Seeing An Feng's stubborn look, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes. He caught a glimpse of a group of people coming up the stairs. His eyes immediately turned red and he took a few breaths as if he was about to fall down.
Although An Feng didn't see anyone approaching, she had rich practical experience. When she saw her rolling her eyes, she fell to the ground reflexively.
The little hands skillfully grabbed the clothes on the chest, An Feng curled up into a ball, and took a deep breath. In a short while, his face turned from red to pale.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
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