Chapter 83: Fake Daughter in the Entertainment Industry
"Brother Feng Hao, why are you here?"
"I missed you, so I came to see you."
Feng Hao glanced at Su Youran's ankles, took off his suit jacket and spread it on the steps, then pulled her to sit down.
"Don't your feet feel tired wearing such high heels? You are so tall, why do you have to make things difficult for yourself?"
Su Youran didn’t want to sit:
"Is that how you treat your clothes?"
Feng Hao tapped her forehead lightly:
"You've ruined more than one piece of clothing. Sit down! Or..."
The corners of his mouth turned up, his face full of joking:
"Or do you want to sit on my lap?"
Su Youran covered her forehead and pouted in dissatisfaction:
"Brother Feng Hao! Why are you always so frivolous?"
She said this, but she finally sat down. The coat had probably been worn for a long time, and it seemed to still retain the owner's body temperature, which was transmitted to Su Youran through her thin skirt, making her look more relaxed.
"How did you know we would come back here today?"
There was no need to ask him why he knew she had returned to China and attended the award ceremony. There must have been news about her online. It was just a little strange that Feng Hao could find this place.
You know, ever since he participated in a variety show when he was a child, because his address was leaked, people always went around his former residence, so Xie Yan immediately decided to buy a new house and moved out.
Over the years, he has purchased a lot of real estate and has implemented the "three burrows" policy thoroughly. He may live in one place today and another place tomorrow, which makes those who want to be close to Su Youran stomp their feet.
But there was nothing I could do about Xie Yan, so I could only buy more houses and more houses...
You have a plan, but I have a ladder. The capital city is so small, where else can you move to?
Su Youran found it funny the moment she thought about it. Fortunately, buying a house was an investment and she wouldn't lose money anyway. So she just let them play the cat and mouse hide-and-seek game.
"Come and try your luck."
Feng Hao placed Su Youran's legs on his knees and gently massaged her:
"We just cleaned up here not long ago, and I thought Uncle Xie might think no one knows about it yet."
No one knows, which means he won’t meet people he doesn’t want to meet, so of course he will choose this side first.
After so many years of fighting wits and courage, Feng Hao knows Xie Yan as well as he knows his own father.
Su Youran propped her hands on her clothes and leaned back. She raised her head slightly, letting her wavy hair fall behind her. She sighed comfortably.
“I’m so tired…”
After sitting on a flight for nearly ten hours and staying in the conference venue for half an hour, I was really tired.
The fair and translucent face becomes more charming under the light, the bright eyes are slightly closed, the long eyelashes cast a shadow, the delicate lips are slightly open, charming and lazy.
Feng Hao stared at her like this, and was a little absent-minded for a moment. There was no movement for a long time, and the lights in the corridor dimmed again.
It was dark, silent, and empty. You couldn't see your hand in front of you, but you could hear each other's breathing close enough.
Ambiguity arises suddenly.
Feng Hao's body involuntarily moved closer and closer, but Su Youran seemed to notice nothing and continued to rest with her eyes closed.
Just as Feng Hao was about to touch the two small petals, the sound of a door opening suddenly rang out in the silent passage. The lights came back on in an instant, and Su Youran was awakened by the noise and opened her eyes...
Feng Hao was still sitting on the step lower than her, with his head down, his eyes fixed on her slender and tender calves. The expression between his eyebrows was unclear, and the massaging action also stopped.
"Really?"
Xie Yan's voice came from above my head, his tone was anxious:
"Ran Ran, are you there?"
Su Youran looked up, took her leg off Feng Hao's knee, and was about to stand up, but her hand hanging by her side was grabbed by Feng Hao.
Su Youran looked at him strangely, asking:
"What's wrong?"
Feng Hao held her hand with a bit too much force. Just as he was about to speak, he heard footsteps coming from upstairs, as if they were coming downstairs:
"Really?"
Su Youran quickly responded:
"Dad, I'm here, I'll be right up."
The footsteps paused for a moment, then continued:
"What are you doing? Why haven't you come up yet?"
Su Youran pulled her hand away, waved at Feng Hao, who had a puzzled look on his face, then turned and went upstairs.
The high heels hit the steps, making a crisp "tapping" sound, again and again, as if falling on Feng Hao's heart, so heavy that he felt like he was almost suffocating.
Five steps... ten... fifteen... Feng Hao counted silently and listened to the person he had been thinking about, protecting, cherishing and loving since his teenage years, acting like a spoiled child to another man:
"I'm so tired, I just sat on the stairs for a while. If you don't come, I'm probably going to fall asleep here!"
Twenty... twenty-five... the man came down, because his voice was getting closer...
"I won't let you go alone next time. Do you know how scared I am? You won't even take your phone with you!"
The stairwell was so empty that even the slightest sound was amplified. Feng Hao could clearly hear the rustling sound coming from above his head, like clothes rubbing against each other.
"Why are your hands so cold? Put them in here and warm them up!"
Feng Hao could imagine that the man must have a look of blame on his face and heartache in his eyes as he hugged the girl in his arms and put her hand in his pocket.
Oh no, didn't he see it just now? The man's coat was draped over the girl.
So... is it inside his clothes? Is it against his chest? Or his abs?
Girls have said many times that men like to exercise and have a good figure. So... will I be better than him?
I think so. Wasn't that man excellent from childhood to adulthood? He used to be his idol when he was a child.
What was he thinking at that time? Of course, he thought that kind of person was cool, he could do whatever he wanted and didn't care about other people's opinions or comments.
Because he loved it, he gave up such a big industry and plunged into the entertainment industry, which was not considered high-end in the eyes of his parents, and finally made a name for himself.
From being unpopular to being admired by everyone, the man was like a towering mountain, unattainable and inviolable.
When did the feeling of admiration begin to change?
It started from the moment he encountered that obstacle.
Yes, that girl was the obsession of his life. When he first met her, Feng Hao really just regarded her as a delicate and lovely sister.
But his sister was too cute, so cute that he fell in love with her unconsciously.
By the time he realized it, it had already penetrated deep into his bones and he couldn't extricate himself. He could only sink into depravity.
Then he realized that his former idols were really annoying. They didn't let them talk, and tried every means to prevent him from getting close, just like a dragon guarding a treasure, coiling up its huge body to cover the treasure tightly, and always with its claws erected, ready to strike hard at the peepers.
Hate it, so hate it! When can we get rid of this evil dragon?
The hated Xie Yan hugged Su Youran with one hand and opened the door to the emergency passage with the other. The moment the door closed automatically, his eyes were fixed on the stairs, his gaze as deep as the sea.
Xie Yan pressed the elevator button and asked casually:
"Were you alone just now?"
Su Youran rested her head on Xie Yan's shoulder and yawned.
"No, there's also Brother Feng Hao."
The tone was casual and light, as if he had no idea what he was saying.
Xie Yan paused as he walked towards the elevator, then looked down at the person in his arms:
"Feng Hao?"
Su Youran looked up in confusion:
"Um?"
The clear and clean eyes seemed to be able to speak, clearly expressing the owner's confusion: why didn't it leave?
Xie Yan smoothed her hair and took her into the elevator, his voice a little low:
"Then why didn't I see him come up just now?"
Su Youran yawned again. Her eyes were moist from feeling sleepy.
"I don't know. Maybe it's too late?"
Xie Yan looked at the innocence between her brows and smiled:
"So what did you say?"
Su Youran thought for a moment:
"He didn't say anything. I asked him why he came here, and he said he came to take a look. Then he asked me if I was tired from wearing high heels. I was a little tired. I sat down and didn't say anything else. Then my dad came."
Xie Yan stroked the top of her head and said nothing more.
Xie Yan did not sleep very well that night. It suddenly started to rain in the middle of the night. The raindrops hit the window with a crackling sound. The sound was not loud but very disturbing.
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, and Xie Yan sat up abruptly from the bed, his heart pounding wildly. He immediately got out of bed, put on his shoes, and quietly pushed open the door leading to the next room.
There was a dim night light on in the room. Xie Yan slowly approached and made sure that the person on the bed was still sleeping well, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He squatted beside the bed, turned off the night light, and muttered silently:
"Forgot to turn off the light again."
She always says that she has grown up, but she still can't change her habit of losing things. How can he feel at ease?
Xie Yan changed from squatting to sitting, and just sat there on the soft carpet, with his left leg bent, his elbow resting on his knee, his wrist supporting his chin, and the other hand hanging naturally.
Through the faint light from the window, you can vaguely see the outline of a sleeping person.
Xie Yan's eyes were a little dazed. He seemed to have had a dream just now. What was it about? He couldn't remember clearly...
But the feeling of loss and confusion in the dream still remains in my heart.
Baby has grown up...
There will be suitors, curiosity about the opposite sex, and even dating others...
What about him? What should he do?
Perhaps the night does make people more vulnerable. Xie Yan rarely felt a little helpless. His thoughts were like a tangled mess, which made his heart ache.
Feng Hao was just a trigger, which brought out the anxiety and panic that had been accumulating in his heart.
Will the baby leave him?
That night, Xie Yan sat beside Su Youran's bed until dawn, and quietly left the room before she was about to wake up.
Su Youran, who knew nothing, got up, washed up, and ate the breakfast made by Xie Yan as usual.
Xie Yan’s cooking skills are now almost comparable to those of Michelin restaurant chefs. Unfortunately, it is difficult for other people to enjoy it. Only Su Youran can enjoy it every day, without missing a meal, unless she is not at home.
The father and daughter were sitting face to face having breakfast in a warm atmosphere when the doorbell suddenly rang.
The author has something to say:
Ran Ran: I am an honest baby, I will tell you what you ask. It seems that I have said everything, but in fact I have said nothing haha
My dears, I finally received a message that my visa application was approved. It’s Qingqing’s book. I just saw it, so I have to contact the editor and have some other things to look at. I will only update once today, hehehe.
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