C500 It Was a Rare Thing
Qin Yali had just returned home from the beauty parlor. Before she could sit on the sofa, she heard the sound of the door being opened again. She ignored it and thought that her husband had returned.1
She patted her face comfortably to ease the state of her face. But even after waiting for a long time, she still didn't see Ouyang Zhengkuan sitting down beside her.
She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of doubt.
"Zhengkuan? Zhengkuan? "She called her husband's name as she walked to the staircase of the house. She seemed to have heard some noise from above, but when she listened carefully, she could not hear anything.
Could it be that a thief had entered the house?
Her brain was also racing, and she quickly thought of the recent case of theft that had caused a huge commotion. This time, it was terrible. Qin Yali quickly ran to the sofa, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and quickly dialed Ouyang Zhengkuan's number.
"Hello, Zhengkuan, there seems to be a thief in the house. I am very scared. Quickly come back and accompany me!"
Qin Yali's voice was not as calm as usual. She was especially flustered and even trembled slightly. When Ouyang Zhengkuan, the wife and slave, heard that, it was not good. This time, he did not even have to work and quickly ran back to the house to accompany his wife.
He wanted to see what kind of thief was so bold that he even dared to barge into his house.
Qin Yali was still worried after making the call. She went to the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife. But she was a delicate woman, how could she beat him? If she was taken away by him, then she would become a hostage.
After thinking about it, she changed to something more convenient.
It was a feather duster that she had taken from the side.
It was painful to beat someone up, but it didn't have much destructive power. It was enough to scare that little thief. She tightly gripped the handle of the feather duster and hid at the corner of the stairs, waiting for the thief to come down.
"Dong Dong Dong."
It was the sound of downstairs.
As the sound got closer and closer, Qin Yali became more and more nervous. She swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, and her heart beat rapidly.
Finally, the footsteps got closer, closer, and there were still a few steps left!
Unexpectedly, the other party opened his mouth. It was still the voice she was most familiar with, "Mom, what are you doing here?"
Qin Yali was so shocked that her hand loosened, and the feather duster fell to the ground. She widened her eyes and looked at her son who was standing in front of her. She did not dare to believe it.
Seeing her like this and the feather duster that fell from the ground, Ouyang Qing'an quickly understood something. A few black lines quickly rolled down his forehead and he looked at Qin Yali helplessly.
His thin lips parted slightly and said, "Mom, I only came back to get some things. Do you need to be so scared?"
Although he was the one who scared her first, Qin Yali did not want to admit it at all. She straightened her neck and stubbornly refused to admit it. "You stinky brat, you didn't even tell mom when you went home. Why did you blame your mother for making a fuss out of nothing?"
This was called an evil person complaining first!
However, Ouyang Qing'an was too lazy to argue with her. Whatever she said was fine. Anyway, he had already gotten the thing, so he had to hurry back to school.
It took a lot of effort to come and go.
Qin Yali saw that her son did not speak, so she immediately regained her imposing manner. She even felt that she was in the right and had already won. She sized Ouyang Qing'an up and down until she saw the box in his hands. Her gaze began to become somewhat ambiguous.
"Son, honestly speaking, who are you giving this to?"
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