As Su Feng imagined, what awaits him after returning home is not only his tearful mother and father with a serious expression, but also a large family of relatives brought by his aunt.

Ann Qian didn't lie completely, she and her family were told that Su Feng had run away from home rebelliously as soon as they came back from Shanghai, and she quickly appeased her aunt who had called the police and her uncle who had suffered from high blood pressure once, and asked Ying to escort Su Feng back.

In everyone's gossip greetings, Su Feng saw his father's majestic but also somewhat warm eyes, which was somewhat unexpected to him. He originally thought that his father would definitely be the same as before, no matter how big and twenty-one he beat himself first. And his behavior this time, compared with his previous rebellion, is simply the peak, he was a little skeptical for a moment whether Anqian's words were true, could it be that his father was really sicker than he looked? Don't even have the strength to rip off the belt anymore?

In doubt and uneasiness, Su Feng felt the tears that his mother sprinkled on his face, thinking of the series of unhappiness these days, his nose couldn't help but be a little sour, in order not to let people see it, he struggled out of his mother's arms.

"Where have you been these two days? We searched for a lot of places, but we didn't dare to tell your grandmother. The aunt stepped forward and pressed his arm, asking with some concern and reproach. She has the same cold arrogance in her bones as Ann Qian, and she can always maintain her demeanor well in the crowd, but for her nephew, she has always been a strict elder who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"Where did you find him?" Bai Rui turned to look at Anne as if she thought of something.

"He's going to be a tattoo artist." Anqian forgot how miserable she was crying in the car, and at this moment she was still full of resentment because of Su Feng's sentence "was dumped": "Just because that dog seems to have painting skills, I don't know where I got my confidence." ”

Su Feng glared at her fiercely: "How can you ...... if you are confident" Before he finished speaking, he was covered by An Qian, and he stopped his mouth, and he just didn't have the heart to fight a lawsuit with her.

"You come in with me." Su Huaqiang, who had been silent all along, suddenly broke the excitement. Everyone looked at Su Huaqiang, who didn't know when he stood at the door of the study, maybe because of hard work, maybe because of Su Feng's matter, there was some unusual fatigue on his face.

Bai Rui was the first to react, and Su Feng pushed over: "Your father called you, see what he wants to say to you." ”

Su Huaqiang entered the study and waited for Su Feng to enter before closing the door.

There is a desk lamp on in the study, it should be that Su Huaqiang worked here before Su Feng came, looking at the reading glasses that his father put next to the computer, Su Feng frowned slightly, he didn't notice that his father would bring glasses, but maybe he would only bring them here. Thinking that Su Huaqiang was not sick at all, and that he still had the leisure to deal with official business here while others were looking for his son, Su Feng suddenly felt a sourness surging up the tip of his tongue, and he felt that the breath on the tip of his nose was also a little unstable.

"Do you feel particularly aggrieved?" Su Huaqiang glanced at his son's face, walked unhurriedly to the sofa chair next to the desk, held on to the armrest next to him, and sat down slowly.

Su Feng frowned and looked at his father's series of movements, and suddenly reacted that his father was not as indifferent as he seemed, at least his slightly trembling hand holding the armrest leaked everything, which was a sign before he fell ill every time. Su Feng reacted quickly and opened the door, shouting for his mother to bring anti-stress pills over.