Son-in-law From Dark World

Ah, how is that possible? Sister Lin, it can't be that you're calling me so late. Could it be that Miss Keke is empty and lonely, and wants to find me to chat with the heavens? Then just let her call me directly.    

    

Thinking about Ye Meiyun's uncle's birthday banquet, Faang Keke came to personally perform at the party and offered her help. Qin Feng didn't want to argue with the other party's arrogance.    

    

He didn't like owing favors to others. If he had the chance, he might as well return it as soon as possible.    

    

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Lin Feirann was speechless because of Qin Feng's words.    

    

The truth was, he was too sentimental.    

    

"Qin Feng, you sure know how to joke around. Actually, calling so late is because Keke has something that she wants to ask for your help with. From what we said last time, there's going to be a audition soon. Can you help me with that?"    

    

Then, Lin Feirann's voice sounded on the phone, filled with anticipation.    

    

Qin Feng nodded and said, "Sure, if you need me any time, just make a call and I'll be there."    

    

"Then can we start tomorrow? The selection competition will start in three days. You will need to practice with me for a while for this song. Then, when we perform together, we will need to play together, okay?"    

    

Hearing that they had to practice for three days, Qin Feng didn't have the time, so he directly said: "No need, just send the melody and lyrics over. I'll just take a look, don't worry, if we delay the performance, I'll meet up first."    

    

It was so late in the night and Qin Feng's words made Lin Feirann feel an inexplicable chill behind her back.    

    

It was just a song, and there was even a harmony part. It required three days of continuous practice, but Qin Feng only needed to take a look.    

    

This was a rare opportunity and Lin Feirann was afraid that Qin Feng would go back on his word. After hanging up the phone, she helplessly sent the lyrics and the song to him.    

    

"Sister Lin, I think it's better not to look for him, he doesn't have any sincerity at all, he's impossible to count on. I really think that I'm blessed with something, I'm gifted with something, I just need to watch the song for a bit, if not practice, I might as well hire a professional to try it out."    

    

At this moment, Faang Keke put down the magazine in her hand and got up from the bed.    

    

At this moment, she was wearing a pure white nightgown, and her hair was somewhat moist. Her face was suffused with a glossy luster, making her look like a noble princess.    

    

However, her beautiful face was filled with hidden bitterness.    

    

"That's the only way. There's no harm in being prepared. We can't all rely on Qin Feng. After all, his attitude is too unclear."    

    

Lin Feirann nodded and stood up. "Rest assured, Miss Keke. Leave the matter of finding a tuner to me and try your best to find a teacher of heavyweights that suits your style."    

    

The two of them smiled at each other before Lin Feirann walked out of the room.    

    

Early in the morning the next day, Qin Feng, for the first time ever, put on a set of pure white t-shirt and walked downstairs in his shorts.    

    

When he arrived at the staircase, he first stuck his head out to take a look, only to discover that the old Daoist was sitting on the table eating his meal.    

    

This act clearly proved that Ye Meiyun wasn't here. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to be so impudent.    

    

Thinking of this, Qin Feng directly jumped down from the stairs and snatched away the steamed bun that the old Daoist just picked up, then stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.    

    

"Did you buy it or not? Bring it over. Meiyun has been cooking love breakfast for me these few days. I can't bear it anymore."    

    

Qin Feng picked up a bottle of milk and gulped it down. The old Taoist twitched his mouth and walked towards the kitchen. When he returned, he put down a plate of steaming hot buns.    

    

"Heh, man, behind my back, you're saying bad things about your wife. I'm saying bad things about Boss Qin, you're too dishonest."    

    

The old Daoist grabbed his dry hair with a disdainful look on his face.    

    

"Bullsh * t. Next time, I'll leave a copy for you. If you don't eat it, I'll stuff it in your mouth!"    

    

When Qin Feng heard that, he immediately glared at him and threatened.    

    

"Is it really that bad to eat it?"    

    

The old Daoist asked doubtfully.    

    

"It's much better than the dinner I cooked last time!"    

    

Qin Feng opened his hands and grabbed another bun to wolf it down.    

    

"Then what about the taste of the steamed bun?"    

    

The old Daoist smiled mysteriously and asked softly.    

    

"Mm. Although this old man looks extremely unreliable, he still has some skills in cooking."    

    

You can have breakfast from now on. "    

    

Qin Feng ate very comfortably. The bun was thin and thin, it was much better than what was sold outside.    

    

And it was his favorite taste of beef and radish.    

    

To be honest, this steamed bun was cooked by your family's Young Lord Ye. I saw that she didn't sleep on the same bed last night, so I was busy in the kitchen early in the morning. You should eat a lot of snacks.    

    

As he spoke, the old Daoist actually started to get arrogant. Where's my dignity? Where's my gender? I don't want them anymore, but I actually started to sing a different tune for me?    

    

However, when Qin Feng heard that the delicious steamed bun was made by Young Lord Ye, he immediately felt surprised.    

    

This taste is too delicious, when did Young Lord Ye's cooking become so good?    

    

Furthermore, he even brought the noodles and steamed buns early in the morning. Thinking of this, Qin Feng ate the entire plate of steamed buns guiltily. The old Taoist tried to snatch it from him several times but was suppressed by him with brute force.    

    

In the end, the old Daoist could only squat in front of the door and smoke. His face was filled with complaint and contempt as he stared at Han Li while mumbling some incomprehensible bird language.    

    

After breakfast, Qin Feng had nothing to do today. He didn't have any classes today, and since it was a weekend, he wanted to blacklist Lin Yuanyuan's phone number and WeChat to avoid being harassed endlessly by this crazy girl.    

    

"Ding Ling Ling!"    

    

Suddenly, the phone rang. Qin Feng saw that it was Young Lord Ye and excitedly pressed the answer button.    

    

"Dearest one, I love you. I'm sorry that no one can prove it, but this love is like a whale entering the sea, like a bird falling into a forest. It's unavoidable. There's no way out."    

    

Qin Feng held his phone with a gentle expression, causing the old Daoist to squat at at the door and vomit. He went up and kicked the old Daoist out.    

    

"What are you doing so early in the morning? How about it? Is the steamed bun delicious?"    

    

Ye Meiyun smiled and said. She realized that if she couldn't hear Qin Feng's voice now, she would miss him and not be able to see him. She wanted to meet him, and her emotions let her know that this man had become an indispensable part of her life.    

    

At the moment, although she appeared in the company on the weekends, she still had to call Qin Feng to ask if the steamed buns were tasty. Why would she expect his answer? It would make her happy for the whole day.    

    

In the past, when she was busy, she never thought about anything. Qin Feng was like what she used to think in the past. Only when they met did she remember that there was an unfamiliar man at home.    

    

"It's delicious, it's too delicious. My tongue has been eaten along with the steamed buns. Come back and help me take a look."