On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The incident happened suddenly, and Chen Qian himself had never thought that he would appear at the door of the old house on this ordinary Tuesday afternoon.

The old house is still the same as I remember, except that the traces of time under the eaves are deeper, and the winding water marks extend from top to bottom.

The window facing outwards was not closed, so I couldn't see anyone when I looked inside, but I could hear the sounds coming and going from inside the house.

Chen Qian could recognize the conversations and laughter of his mother and aunt, as well as the variety shows on TV.

The flower beds in the courtyard had probably just been trimmed, and they still smelled of green grass. The lines on the edges were smooth and stylish, and it was obvious that they were the work of my uncle - he always mentioned that he studied garden art when he was young, but later he died halfway and was taken home to become the CEO.

Chen Qian took out his cell phone, took pictures of himself, and examined his appearance for the day.

Fairly neat and clean.

I had my hair cut last week, and I shaved when I woke up this morning. My clothes were dry-cleaned and ironed perfectly, and the overly fragrant scent in the mall was just the right amount for me.

well.

Chen Qian raised his head and raised his hand.

She looked back at Zhong Yi awkwardly, feeling a bit nervous belatedly.

"Do you think this is a surprise?" he asked in a low voice.

"Okay." Zhong Yi confirmed it without hesitation.

Only then did Chen Qian's lips curl up slightly, and he rang the doorbell with relief.

Thick wooden doors always provide good sound insulation, which Chen Qian knew when he was in kindergarten.

But now he was still listening carefully to the footsteps that were impossible to hear.

The sofa was not placed close to the door, and it took about twenty-three seconds to walk over. When he was in high school, he always relied on this time difference to avoid the pursuit caused by Chen Tian's anger.

At this moment, he was counting down silently.

three,

two,

One.

The solid wooden door painted reddish-brown was opened from the inside.

The ever-expanding gap revealed the face of an elegant and beautiful woman who looked to be in her early forties.

The woman's polite smile suddenly changed when she saw who was coming from outside the door. She was surprised and happy.

The next second, Chen Qian was pulled into the woman's arms. The embrace was a little shorter, so Chen Qian had to bend his knees to receive it so as not to make her tired.

"Qianqian! My dear baby, why are you back!" Chen Qian's mother raised her voice so loudly that it immediately attracted the attention of other people in the room.

There was a commotion inside, and then people filed out.

"Qianqian baby!" In Chen Qian's impression, auntie was always more demure, but now she lost her composure and hugged Chen Qian's shoulders from the side. Her palms rubbed Chen Qian's shoulders like when she was a child, heavily, like encouragement and more like love.

Chen Qian's eyes were burning, and he had to take a deep breath to suppress the water droplets that were about to break through the ground.

Through his mother's narrow shoulders, Chen Qian also saw his uncle and father. They were standing side by side in the house, looking at the three people hugging each other outside the door, with smiles on their faces.

"Has our Qianqian grown taller?" Chen Qian's father looked at Chen Qian's knees bent very low and laughed.

"Dad, I've been an adult for a long time, okay." Chen Qian pouted and said angrily.

"Xiao Qian has brought back some kids." The uncle came back to his senses from the intimate atmosphere and saw that there was a striking-looking man following behind Chen Qian, who greeted Zhong Yi enthusiastically.

Only after his uncle's reminder did Chen Qian remember that he also brought Zhong Yi with him.

He muttered that he shouldn't be so obsessed with going home.

"Yes! My friend and partner, the one I always tell you about, Zhong Yi." Chen Qian pulled himself out of the arms of the two elders, stepped back and stood beside Zhong Yi, introducing him to everyone in front of him. "He's amazing. For our articles, I provide the photos and he provides the text."

"Okay, okay, let's go inside first." Chen Qian's mother looked at her son's happy face lovingly and waved to them. "Xiaoyi, can you have some tea? Auntie just got some Longjing tea these past two days. It smells so good!"

Chen Qian followed his mother's words and looked at Zhong Yi, waiting for his answer so that he could immediately explain that he was a robot.

But Chen Qian didn't expect that Zhong Yi would actually show a somewhat popular expression, which was very rare. He said politely: "Okay, Auntie, thank you."

Listen, what a gentle voice.

Chen Qian didn't know whether he saw a ghost or was dreaming. He was so scared that his eyes widened.

Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence: My brother was not as enthusiastic as he is today.

Chen Qian: ????