Six in the morning.
The warm sun just showed his head, the light shining on the sofa from the window. Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, Song Yu was already busy in the kitchen.
Even if it was destined to end today Song Yu would always make breakfast for her children. This had been going on for over a decade since the day when Qin Feng began to eat.
"Mom, you stayed up late last night, so don't do it today and get more sleep."
Qin Feng stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
"No, your sister gets an upset stomach easily when eating outside."
Song Yu is already carrying hot bread and milk to the table, hurriedly said.
"Wake up your sister, she has an early reading class at quarter past seven. High school just started and she can't leave a bad impression on her teachers."
"Yes, Mom."
He went to Qin Chuxue's room and he had originally wanted to open the door without knocking, but because Lin Yuechan was inside, then he knocked.
No sooner had he knocked then the door was opened.
However, no one had opened the door. It was Lin Yuechan who had waved her hand and used a spell.
For a cultivator, opening a door is much more convenient than a mortal.
"Shhh..."
When Qin Feng just walked through the door, Lin Yuechan made a gesture of asking for silence. She was sitting on the bed while Qin Chuxue lay on her lap and slept sweetly.
Lin Yuechan seemed to have stayed up all night, not even taking off her clothes.
In the eyes of Lin Yuechan, he saw love for Qin Chuxue. Those two seemed familiar though it was there first time meeting.
Qin Feng didn't care about Lin Yuechan's bid for silence and shouted out. "Get up and eat."
"Ahhhh…sleepy...sleepy"
Qin Chuxue eyelids fluttered slightly a few times and she muttered.
"Hurry up, else you're gonna late for class."
When Qin Feng spoke again Qin Chuxue opened her eyes with an aggrieved look.
"Sister Yuechan, my brother is so mean, he doesn't let me sleep in."
Qin Chuxue looked at Lin Yuechan and said with a spoiled look.
"You are a lazy one, come on, get up, mom already cooked."
After the talk, Qin Feng looked at Lin Yuechan: "Come and join us."
Lin Yuechan nodded.
Five minutes later, four people sat around the table, eating porridge and milk.
"Mom, sister Yuechan told me a lot of stories yesterday, you should also talk to her..."
While Qin Chuxue was chatting playfully.
Suddenly, from the outside, the roar of a car engine sounded out, and it was dozens of seconds!
Qin Chuxue ran to the window. When she turned back, her beautiful little face was white instantly.
When Song Yu saw her daughter's expression, she realized what was going to happen.
Qin Feng took the hot milk and walked slowly to the window. Looking down from the seventh floor, there was a black BMW in front of the building and three sedan van behind it.
There were more than a dozen people, armed with the steel pipes in their hand, all of them had colorful hair, these were the lowest level of gangsters.
The level of security, of course, is not professional. They were just 50-60-year-old guys who worked for a living and were probably hiding somewhere while seeing this.
As for the residents of other buildings, although they were woken up, they just looked outside. When they saw that a dozen hand-held steel pipes gangsters, they just shut up and went away.
They are just ordinary human being, they did not dare to get into this kind of trouble at all. They just wanted to put up with it and get over with it.
However, they became curious and wanted to see which family had provoked this group of people.
"Brother! What should we do, they're coming up! "
Qin Chuxue looked nervous and panicked and kept squatting in the same place, looking up at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was drinking his coffee calmly.
Seated at the table, Lin Yuechan was also eating breakfast quietly and didn't care what was going to happen.
Song Yu looked at her son's back and then looked at Lin Yuechan, who was sitting next to him.
She could tell. There was a temperament in her son's body, a temperament that people look up to, and the girl sitting beside him also had this temperament.
Lin Yuechan smiled at Song Yu and said: "Auntie doesn't have to worry, your son will solve it."
Looking at Lin Yuexi's smile, Song Yu did not know how to answer, but in her heart, she is still worried.
Qin Feng is sipping the hot milk and looked at the BMW downstairs. At the same time, there was a street punk opening the door, and a person got out of the car. The bitch's bald head was fucking reflective.
Wang Dafu wore a colorful suit, sunglasses, and smoking a cigar. He had a big belly, big enough that someone would take it as god damn pregnant. He also wore a big gold necklace, looks like a godfather, standing downstairs looking up in the direction of the seventh floor and laughed. No idea if he had a clear view but his yellow teeth were shinning.
"Brother, do something!"
Qin Shixue became more and more nervous, especially when Wang Dafu walked into the corridor.
"Why are you nervous, you got me?"
Feng Qin drank his coffee calmly. Just then, the cell phone rang. Feng Qin took out his phone. It was an iPhone bought before he lost his social standing. After unlocking, a photo popped up instantly.
A dark blue Ferrari, with a message below.
Hey, nuts, I chose a car for you, the anniversary is set at the Tianma International Circuit, 9 AM, after a while you go out to find a place, I will pick you up. '
This is the news from Chow Hong. Qin Feng just looked at it and was about to close it. Then another message came out.
'Zhao Zixuan will come too, you have to be mentally prepared. '
Looking at the news, Feng Qin's brow wrinkled, and a girl appeared in his mind, with pale blue hair and delicate face, the devil figure that fascinated countless otaku.
And that sweet smile...Lingering...
What makes Qin Feng upset is the relationship between the two of them, and what happened together.
With a long breath, Qin Feng put all these thoughts down.
"PONG PONG PONG!"
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. When Qin Chuxue heard the sound, she was so scared. She grabbed Qin Feng's clothes and held her breath.
Song Yu also stood up to looked at the door and overwhelmed.
Lin Yuechan was still quietly eating breakfast, doesn't give a damn about it.
For the cultivator, the mortal is nothing but ants.
Qin Feng looked in the direction of the door, and the vengeance in his eyes became thicker and thicker. He raised up his head and drained the cup of coffee, then walked towards the door.