Midnight Cinderella Chapter 30

Chapter 30 : The 26th night（2）

T/L: da guo   E/D: sasha & larkspur  P/R: eastern witch

Feng Jing looked at Michel with a complex look in his eyes. “Boy, Dad is very disappointed in you.”

Michel : “…”

“That is exactly what I want to say to you.” Qin Fan looked at Feng Jing with a sneer.

Feng Jing: “…”

In the living room, Feng Jing and Qin Fan were sitting on the two sides of the sofa. Only Michel stood alone, not daring to go near them..

“You better give me an explanation that pleases me, otherwise the consequences will be dire,” Qin Fan crossed his legs, his boss aura was fully released.

But in recent years, Feng Jing had seen too many such spectacles, so he was not at all intimidated by Qin Fan's imposing manner. “Wasn't my mental state bad recently, I just thought that if I improved my environment it might help improve the condition.”

“Do you know what 'improvement' means? You moved here from Hua Du. You call it ‘improvement'?”

“… I believe, whether or not it's better is very subjective. Everyone's standards are different, such as me. I like it here.”

“What do you like here? Strong and vigorous thieves?"

Feng Jing: “…”

Feng Jing glanced at Michel, he really had told Qin Fan everything.

“You move back today. ‘Secret' is about to start filming. Your holiday is over.”

Feng Jing opened his mouth and was just about to say something when Qin Fan interrupted again. “I will take over handling you and only turn over what I'm too busy to do to Michel."

Feng Jing: “…”

“Okay, Michel help big movie king Feng to pack up his suitcase,” Qin Fan got up from the sofa and walked out the door.

Now there were only Feng Jing and Michel in the room. Michel tried to reduce his presence, wis.h.i.+ng he could shrink into a small dot. “I, I'll go and help you pack up!”

Feng Jing bit his lips, and his brows were locked. The matter of exchanging souls with Erhuang had not yet progressed, and he had just intended to further develop his relations.h.i.+p with Jiang Ran when he was discovered by Qin Fan.

At this moment, Qin Fan's image in his eyes was like the stick that broke up lovers – the parents who broke up the children.

It can be said that he really wanted to let Erhuang bite Qin Fan.

He walked to the window, flipped to Jiang Ran's number, and called her. After the takeaway was just delivered, Jiang Ran put down the half-opened box and took a look at her mobile phone.

Mr. Feng.

It was the first time she talking to Mr. Feng on the phone – she was, surprisingly, a little nervous. She subconsciously adjusted her sitting position and answered the phone. “h.e.l.lo, Mr. Feng.”

Hearing Jiang Ran's voice, Feng Jing also blanked for a moment before he said into the microphone, “h.e.l.lo.”

After saying h.e.l.lo, the two quieted down at the same time. After a while, Feng Jing said again, “Something happened on my side. I'll move home for the time being, but if you have anything, you can still call me.”

This was unexpected for Jiang Ran. She froze for a moment before she said, “Okay, I see. Are things serious with your family? Is there anything I can help with? “

Feng Jing smiled and said, “It's not serious, I can solve it, but there is really a place for your help.”

“What?”

“Help me take care of yourself.”

Although Jiang Ran has always been a sober person, at this moment, her face also reddened. Was her luck in relations.h.i.+ps not good with men of last name Feng? When she met them, she was especially p.r.o.ne to blus.h.i.+ng.

Hearing that the other party never spoke, Feng Jing changed the topic in a timely manner: “Right, do you remember the Pumpkin vocal concert?

“Yes.”

“It's next week, I will come to pick you up early then.”

“Okay, we'll call each other then.”

“Ok.”

This time the two were silent for a long time again at the same time, and then Jiang Ran said goodbye first. Feng Jing sighed softly when she hung up. Under Qin Fan's watch, it would be difficult to sneak out to watch the vocal concert.

But he could always think of a way.

Feng Jing didn't put much stuff Feng Jing, so Michel didn't take too long to pack up the suitcase, but … he picked up some very strange things. “Boss Feng, are these comprehensive vitamins and facial masks all yours? “

These… seemed to be for ladies.

His first reaction was that maybe a women came here once, but looking at these things  that have yet to be opened, he was indifferent again.

“…” Feng Jing looked at the stuff on Michel's hands and said, “Oh, I bought it for my sister, but I never had time to take it to her.”

“Oh, then I'll help you mail them them to your sister's company?”

“No, just take it all back.”

“OK,” Michel packed this lot of skin care and health care products, then left with Feng Jing.