Chapter 1390 Are They Still Father and Son? (I)

After a long period of bleak and cold rain, today there was finally some faint warm sunshine in the sky. The wind was strong, and the moisture on the ground had been blown almost dry.

The entrance to the Holy Water Villa area.

A black luxury car drove slowly along the clean avenue and quickly stopped at the door of a luxurious villa along the winding path.

The car door opened slowly, and a man in a black suit walked down. He looked like an assistant secretary. He quickly came to the back door and opened the door for the people behind--

"Mr. Qi, we're here. We just tested it out. The second young master is at home!"

said the personal secretary.

Qi Qiming slowly got out of the car, raised his head and squinted at the villa in front of him--

I vaguely remember that this villa seemed to have been bought by Wang Qin, and then moved directly to his son Qi Lei. It was a place with a good environment.

After standing and watching for a while, Qi Qiming walked in slowly, "Go in and ask him to open the door."

"Yes, Mr. Qi!"

…

Qi Lei was leisurely making lunch in the kitchen when he heard the doorbell ringing.

In fact, some time ago, Qi Lei had already determined to be a good self-reliant man. Over a long period of time, he developed a strong interest in cooking, and gradually, the food he made became somewhat delicious and delicious. of presentation.

The kitchen in his villa has been changed from open to independent. The kitchen is very large, so it is more comfortable to work in this way. At this moment, soup is still simmering on the stove, and there are two freshly made home-cooked dishes on the side. Side dishes, looks delicious.

The doorbell rang for a while. He calmly loaded the third dish from the pot onto the plate, put it all on the table, and then walked towards the door leisurely.

When he saw Qi Qiming standing outside the door through the screen on the side, he raised his eyebrows slightly. After thinking for a moment, he pressed the door button, then turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Qi Qiming, who had been waiting in front of the door for a long time, but Qi Lei didn't open the door, looked a little ugly. He held back for a while, and when he was about to call Qi Lei inside, the door opened automatically. , his expression softened slightly, and he quickly walked in.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw that the whole living room was empty. Qi Qiming looked around and soon found several dishes on the dining table nearby, which were still slightly steaming. He walked over and took a look. Look, it looks pretty good, even though it’s just a few home-cooked side dishes and soup...

Qi Qiming was startled for a moment, then looked around again, but found no sign of Qi Lei.

He hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk toward the kitchen when he heard a faint sound coming from inside. Before he could react, he saw a tall figure suddenly coming into view -

Qi Lei was walking out of the kitchen carrying a stack of vegetables and a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Qi Qiming looked even more surprised. His deep eyes followed Qi Lei's figure until Qi Lei put the dishes on the dining table and elegantly took the wet towel beside him to wipe his hands. Qi Qiming reacted...

When will Qi Lei cook again?

Although Qi Qiming is usually a little indifferent to Qi Lei, he is still relatively clear about some of Qi Lei's basic conditions.

Wang Qin is a very strong person. She has long thought about how to train her son Qi Lei to be as strong as herself. Therefore, she does not seem to agree with Qi Lei spending time on such things as cooking skills. , but let Qi Lei spend more time on business and work. However, Wang Qin's cooking skills are very good.

Qi Lei sat down indifferently and took the sake aside. Seeing that Qi Qiming was still standing opposite him, he said coldly, "Want some?"

Qi Qiming didn't expect that he would ask this. His mind was blank for a moment. He looked down at Qi Lei, whose face was calm and unruffled. The coldness and alienation that pervaded his whole body somehow made him feel a little heavy, and he seemed to be breathing a little. Not smooth.

After a while, he sat down, and the assistant who followed him quickly went to the kitchen to get another set of bowls and chopsticks, and poured wine for Qi Qiming.

"You go outside and wait."

Qi Qiming waved to the assistant and said.

"Okay, Mr. Qi!"

The assistant quickly left the living room.

Qi Lei didn't have any big reaction. He held the wine silently and drank leisurely. He picked up the chopsticks in one hand and put vegetables into his bowl.

Qi Qiming's eyes kept falling on him, looking him up and down several times. He always felt that he seemed to be different...

After a long time, Qi Qiming picked up the wine and took a slow sip. Seeing Qi Lei opposite him eating silently, seemingly ignoring his own plans, he struggled for a while before speaking in a low voice, "When did you come back?" ?”

In fact, Qi Qiming clearly knew the answer, but he still couldn't help but ask such a question.

Hearing this, Qi Lei paused for a moment, but did not raise his head to look at Qi Qiming. Instead, he said lightly, "It has nothing to do with you, and you shouldn't come here either."

Qi Qiming froze for a moment, and seeing that his action had continued, he took a breath. This reaction was actually within his expectations. He came here today with a lot of preparations, because he had thought about many things carefully and seriously these days. In addition to admitting that he was harsh on his son, he didn't know if it was because he always thought of Wang Qin, and his guilt was growing day by day. He had to have a good talk with Qi Lei.

"I know that you are dissatisfied with me because of this incident, and it may not be just because of this incident. In the role of a father, I owe you too much. I am not a qualified father."

Qi Qiming's tone was very slow, and there seemed to be some fatigue in his voice.

However, when Qi Lei heard this, a faint light flashed across his eyes. He then raised his eyes somewhat carelessly, looked at Qi Qiming indifferently, and said disapprovingly, "You seem to be very self-aware, but in my opinion, you are a very qualified father, but that is Qi Feng's, and has nothing to do with me, Qi Lei."

After the voice fell, Qi Lei had already retracted his gaze, and continued to lower his head and eat the dishes in his bowl.

Qi Qiming's face darkened for a moment, but he secretly took a breath in his heart, picked up the wine again, drank a sip with a very unpleasant feeling in his heart, and silently looked at the several tempting home-cooked dishes in front of him. Suddenly, he remembered that it seemed that Wang Qin often made them before, and they were all the tastes that Qi Lei liked.