After the rebirth, the top idol, he pestered me to announce

Chapter 13

"Oh? Did I do something to tarnish the reputation and embarrass the Rong family?" Rong Fei's tone was laziness, her long eyelashes were slightly drawn, and her curly crow feathers cast a shadow, she looked extremely harmless.

"You... Look at the Weibo post you posted. The heir of my dignified Rong family wants to return to the entertainment circle to become an actor. Isn't that embarrassing enough?" Mr. Rong said angrily.

Rong Fei chuckled, Grandpa became so angry when he saw Weibo, and when the show aired, he would probably be so angry that he would go to the hospital.

Rong Fei is quite confident in her dance.

Mr. Rong knew her attitude without thinking about it, and was even more dissatisfied with Rong Fei.

He didn't like girls in the first place, Rong Fei's father, Rong Mingsheng, gave up his bright future and pursued some shit art, and he went abroad with her mother and hasn't come back yet.

Leaving a half-sized hole.

What can a girl's house do?

It was because Rong Fei's ability gradually came to the fore later on, and it happened that he had no grandson, so he reluctantly made Rong Fei his heir. Mr. Rong was still not optimistic about Rong Fei in his heart.

Sure enough, within a year, Rong Fei became more deviant and her nature was exposed, not as good as her cousin Qianqian.

Mr. Rong scolded coldly: "I shouldn't have listened to my uncle's persuasion, women really can't make a fortune, and the Rong family will have to be ruined..."

"I'm really sorry, the two profit points that rose this year were brought by me."

Rong Fei lazily said that the development of the Rong Group had stagnated before she took control, and it was extremely difficult to increase a profit point.

"You still dare to talk back?" Mr. Rong choked, and said angrily.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and then Qin Yan's slightly nervous voice: "Is Teacher Rong there?"

"..."

Rong Fei raised her chin slightly, and Xiaoya immediately opened the door knowingly, and said softly, "Come in, but Mr. Rong is on the phone, maybe you have to wait for a while."

Qin Yan nodded and followed Xiaoya in.

He immediately saw Rong Fei who was lazily leaning on the sofa, with slender legs overlapping each other, and an excessively white waist, Qin Yan hurriedly lowered his eyes.

Looking straight at people as soon as they enter the door, they are too hooligans.

After listening to Xiaoya's explanation, Qin Yan quietly stood aside, obediently waiting for Rong Fei.

Rong Fei chuckled and raised her hand: "It's okay, come here."

The old Mr. Rong over there was furious: "Who are you talking to? Do you still have an elder like me in your eyes!"

Rong Fei raised her eyebrows, directly pressed the mute button, then turned down the Bluetooth sound, and looked at Qin Yan with slightly raised eyelids.

Alone with Rong Fei in the room—other staff Qin Yan selectively ignored it, which was different from the gentle Rong Fei on the stage.

Like a witch who is a disaster for the country.

Qin Yan thought of her inappropriately, charmingly.

It's just that my sister doesn't seem to remember him.

Qin Yan coughed lightly, and suppressed the unscrupulous thoughts in his mind: "Mr. Rong."

Rong blush slightly hooked her lips, and said with a half-smile: "You don't call me sister in private?"

Her words directly moved Qin Yangang's calm heart to rippling again, his eyes sparkled: "Is it okay, sister!"

Rong Fei laughed and nodded: "As you wish."

Not to mention Qin Yan, Xiaoya couldn't bear it a little bit, it was Mr. Rong who fouled too much.

That full of pampering aura and the smile in her beautiful eyes will really make people intoxicated.

Qin Yan heard his own beating heart.

After finally calming down, Qin Yan finally expressed his intention: "Sister, can I have your autograph?"

The signature of Rong Fei in the circle is the most difficult to buy. For Qin Yan, it can still be bought with some money.

But Qin Yan didn't like it.

Because it was not given to him by Rong Fei.

The boy's eyes were sincere and hot, Rong Fei's lips moved, and she sat up a little: "Pen."

Qin Yan took out the pen and paper that he had prepared long ago, and then squatted beside Rong Fei's legs, with a few strands of broken hair curled up in a dull arc.

Like a big dog trying to please its owner.

Rong Fei's eyes glinted across his Adam's apple, sinking into his shoulders and neck, and she didn't know what she was regretting: "On the signed paper?"

(End of this chapter)