novelraw Chapter 117 Powder
Chapter 117 Powder
Chapter 117 Powder
"What's that called?" With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Zhao Wenying looked at Zhao Yun lightly.
"Dad." He said in a sweet voice with a long tail:
"You know."
"What do I know?" Zhao Wenying then joked.
"What are you talking about?" Su Yizhi stood at the bathroom door, wiping her hair with a towel:
"Hurry up and take a shower, and blow my hair after the shower."
"Hey, here we come." Zhao Wenying got up quickly.
"Dad, you haven't answered my question yet." Zhao Yunqing resented very much.
"I'll take a shower first. After the shower, I have to blow your mother's hair."
"What's the problem?" Su Yizhi asked:
"Say it, and I'll give you an answer."
"I asked my dad this, I didn't ask you, and I don't need you to answer." Zhao Yun looked at Zhao Wenying lightly.
"Haha." Zhao Wenying laughed:
"Talk to you after taking a shower, don't worry."
Su Yizhi glanced sideways, but said nothing.
……
"Buzzing." The noisy hair dryer sounded, Zhao Wenying spread Su Yizhi's hair with one hand, and held the hair dryer with the other.
"My daughter just wanted to ask you something?" Su Yizhi sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the starry sky above the curtains.
"I just want to know what I think of Lu An." Zhao Wenying answered casually while helping Su Yizhi blow-dry her hair skillfully.
"Oh." When Su Yizhi heard this question, she didn't want to ask any more.
"Aren't you asking about the situation?" Zhao Wenying was a little strange instead.
"What can I ask?" Su Yizhi was very calm:
"As far as your daughter is concerned, no matter whether you agree or disagree, she will pounce on her. What's the difference if you don't ask?"
"She said this time that she wants to listen to my opinion." Zhao Wenying emphasized.
"Do you believe it?" Su Yizhi sneered.
Zhao Wenying was silent, then sighed.
"Young people, it's not a bad thing to have more romances." Su Yizhi still couldn't help asking:
"That Lu An, what happened?"
"Aren't you not concerned?"
"Will you tell me?" Su Yizhi stretched out her hand, and slapped Zhao Wenying's thigh very skillfully.
"So far, it's not bad."
"That's fine. As long as you don't make the same mistake as last time, I'll be satisfied."
"how is this possible?"
"Okay." Su Yizhi interrupted Zhao Wenying:
"Did Wang Jiale find out? You just want to run away after bullying my daughter like this? It's a dream!"
"We're checking, don't worry..."
……
The next day, Zhao Yunqing was much happier.
Because my dad’s original words last night were:
"This Lu An, I have no problem with you falling in love, but you have to stick to the bottom line, you know what I'm talking about."
Hearing such words, Zhao Yunqing felt very happy in his heart.
Although Lu An has not been fully recognized, it is still a good start.
Because of the previous Wang Jiale incident, Zhao Yunqing also felt a certain amount of guilt towards his parents.
Even if he objected to his falling in love with his uncle, he would probably ignore it, but it would be best if he could get his father's nod of approval.
Looking at Zhao Yunqing, who was eating breakfast, who was so happy, Su Yizhi shook her head slightly.
But he didn't say much.
After breakfast, when she was about to go to the company, Su Yizhi suddenly said:
"Xiaoqing, wait a minute."
"Mom, what's wrong?" Zhao Yunqing was a little confused.
"The gift you picked yesterday is not bad." Su Yizhi's mouth curled up with a faint smile:
"I'll send you a red envelope later, so you can eat something good after get off work."
"Thank you, Mom." Zhao Yunqing's eyes lit up.
"Ha." Su Yizhi smiled disdainfully:
"Take a gift of one or two hundred and give me a big red envelope. You made a lot of money, right? She is indeed your father's daughter."
Hearing this, Zhao Yunqing didn't speak, but looked at his father, and then blinked, and then the two of them burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Yizhi frowned slightly.
"Nothing." Zhao Yun waved his hand lightly:
"Mom, I'm going to work first, don't forget the red envelope."
"Bang" the sound of the door closing sounded, and Zhao Yunqing had gone away.
"Tell me, is there anything between you and your daughter that I don't know?"
"..."
Zhao Wenying hesitated for a while. Telling what happened last night, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
……
When Lu An saw Zhao Yunqing, he felt that she was in an unusual state today.
It's like...more excited.
I don't know what happy things happened to Zhao Yunqing.
"Morning, uncle." With a big smile on his face, Zhao Yun waved vigorously at Lu An.
"Morning." Seeing Zhao Yunqing so happy, Lu An couldn't help being a little happy.
Because the advertising task has been completed, and the Chinese New Year is not far away, the atmosphere in the company has slowly become relaxed and leisurely.
……
"Yunqing, wait a minute." Lu An stopped Zhao Yunqing when he got off work.
"Uncle, what's the matter?"
"I'll give you a gift." Lu An took out a small box from his bag and handed it to Zhao Yunching:
"Thank you for the gift you gave me yesterday."
"Yeah, thank you, uncle." There was no pretentious rhetoric, but he accepted it calmly and generously:
"what is this?"
[Reminder: Zhao Yunqing is happy, the storyboarding progress of the script of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" has increased by 5.00% (current progress: 80%). 】
"Lipstick." Lu An was also very happy when he saw Zhao Yunqing accepting it:
"I saw online tutorials saying that if you don't know what gift to give a girl, then lipstick is definitely the best choice."
"Tsk, uncle, I didn't expect you to be so attentive."
While talking, Zhao Yun gently picked up the box and noticed three words written on the corner of the box: "Barbie fans."
"Uncle, is this lipstick pink?" Zhao Yun pinched the box lightly and asked in disbelief.
"Yes." Lu An nodded:
"Don't you girls all like pink colors? Why, don't you like it?"
"..." Zhao Yunqing's face was a little strange, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said:
"Uncle, I like it very much, thank you for your gift."
"Hey." Lu An scratched his head.
……
After returning home at night and sitting in front of the dressing table, Zhao Yun lightly looked at the pink lipstick that Lu An gave him, and was lost in thought for a while.
This is a dead Barbie fan!
It's simply not something my yellow skin can control.
I want to hide this lipstick directly in the deepest part of the cabinet, but I feel a little bit reluctant to think that it was given to me by my uncle.
"Try it!" Zhao Yun said softly:
"It's just pink. I haven't tried it before. What if this color suits me well?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun quickly opened the box, poured out the lipstick inside, and then dropped a small note:
"Yun Qing, do you really think this lipstick is Death Barbie powder?
Hahahaha, since I did my homework online, how could I not know the color of death Barbie pink?
I specifically asked for this box from the clerk, the real color is—"
It's gone, the bottom is gone, a note has been completely filled.
(End of this chapter)