With Feng Yue's current status, it is naturally different from the past. The community he lives in is also a high-end community with very tight security facilities. Even if the reporters sharpen their heads, they can't get in.
This is Feng Yue's newly purchased property this year. It was suggested by Qiao Yun. Originally, he lived too far away, and it was inconvenient to go to the company for publicity. The main reason is that Qiao Yun is especially inconvenient. Run, even if Feng Yue paid Qiao Yun for a hatchback Focus, Qiao Yun still felt inconvenient.
Later, Qiao Yun discovered that the city center next to her community had opened for sale. The community is high-end, and the facilities inside are quite perfect, and there is a single-family villa. Although it is not big, it is a small second floor, but it even gave away a small garden when it first opened. , It’s a great deal, for this location, it will definitely appreciate in value.
Qiao Yun didn't know when Feng Yue's financial management was under her management as her manager. When she thought about it, she couldn't understand his ignorance, so she took the initiative to recruit him.
Qiao Yun likes investing very much, but unfortunately he has no money. It happens that Feng Yue has money and doesn't know how to invest. The two hit it off immediately. Feng Yue already owned five properties, and the city within the city was one of them. When it was first renovated, Feng Yue insisted on keeping the room on the second floor next to the garden, and decorated it into a girly pink color, which really made Qiao Yun I felt quite chilly for a while, and thought that this guy must not be a pervert. After observing for a while that there was no sign of perversion, I let it go.
Now that I think about it, I realize that this room was reserved for his younger sister Feng Zijun. Zijun led her son and stood at the door of the room, watching her brother wandering around the room, talking endlessly excitedly: "Look beautiful, I I remember you like pink, right? Look at this bed, it’s your favorite style, the European-style bedposts, this dreamy lace, and this curtain, this chair, and even the shape of the dressing table are your favorite hellokite, and this chair…”
Every time he made the same gesture, the corners of Zijun's mouth twitched, and then her son Feng Yi complained mercilessly: "Junjun, I have to say, your taste has once again refreshed the lower limit of my cognition."
Zijun patted his son: "Speak well, what are you pretending to be an adult."
Her son curled his lips: "If our family were all children, we would have been deceived." Zijun groaned, Feng Yue seemed to understand now, stood in the middle disappointedly and said, "Junjun doesn't like it." ?"
Feng Yi couldn't help feeling cold: "Please uncle, such a cute expression is really not suitable for your age, if I make it, I might be able to deceive people, so forget it, it reminds me of the last time Junjun took me Those when I went to Thailand." Finally, I still had a conscience, so I didn't say it.
"Uh..." Feng Yue was hit hard: "Xiaoyi, are you saying that uncle looks like a shemale?"
Feng Yi was a little annoyed: "I told you in the car, don't call me Xiao Yi, my name is Feng Yi, Feng Yi."
Feng Yue blinked innocently: "But uncle likes to call you Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi."
Feng Yi's small face was flushed red, Qiao Yun's heart ached when he saw it, he rolled his eyes at Feng Yue, stretched out his hand to lead him and said, "Auntie will take you to the garden for a stroll."
Feng Yi glanced at his uncle, then at his mother sideways, and weighed it in his heart. He estimated that his uncle would not kidnap his mother and sell it, so he was relieved and followed Qiao Yun downstairs to the small garden.
Zijun spread her hands: "Please, little Yueyue, I was only in my early 10s when I liked these things, and now I'm twenty-four."
Feng Yue said: "Does this have anything to do with age?"
Zijun sighed: "I really doubt how your actor got it." Feng Yue said: "Don't insult my IQ, and how good you are, aren't you also in a daze all day long, at least I didn't A son came out." He sat down on the bed and watched his sister come in to clean up.
The lace on the window on the bed was torn off, the hellokite-shaped table and chairs were moved out, and a few cushions were thrown on the floor. Although the main tone of this arrangement is still pink, it has a bit more artistic sense.
Zijun clapped her hands: "Let's do this first, and when I am free, I will redesign this room."
Feng Yue looked at her: "You really don't remember who Xiaoyi's father is?" Zijun nodded: "I really don't remember, I don't have any impression at all."
Feng Yue has nothing to do with this younger sister, since he was a child, Feng Yue sighed: "It's okay if I don't remember, Xiaoyi is very cute, if his father claims it back, I would be a little bit reluctant, as it happens that there is a kindergarten in the community, tomorrow I asked Qiao Yun to take him to the kindergarten to go through the admission procedures, he should be in transition class at the age of five."
Zijun thought that this kid was more than enough to go to junior high school, but based on her own experience, genius education is not as good as step-by-step education, so she decided to let Feng Yi go to the transitional class, and she really didn't have much say in these things, her son himself It's all decided.
In life, she is an out-and-out idiot. Her son said something right. His family Junjun looks smart on the outside, but she is a fool on the inside. She still grows up like this, so he, as a son, is hurt. Always be alert to the strange men around you.
Every time Feng Yi thinks of this, Feng Yi feels that he is very important. Think about it, if it weren't for him, his Junjun might have been abducted and sold by men with bad intentions, so he would have no mother, although mother sometimes A bit stupid, but he decided not to dislike her.
In short, the mother and son settled down here with Feng Yue. Zijun later learned interior design. This time, the case she took was a job in a resort. With the money I saved before, I can buy a small two-bedroom house here, and then she and her son can live a self-sufficient life.
Even though he lives here with Feng Yue now, Zijun has never thought about living here forever. Naturally, Feng Yue doesn't know this, and he is busy investing in the early publicity of his father and son.
There was a talk show in the studio that day, and it needed to be recorded for two hours. Qiao Yun checked the time, and it was almost six o'clock after the recording. He couldn't catch up with Feng Yi, so he said hello to Feng Yue, and went back to get Feng Yi. I came here from kindergarten, it happened to be the weekend today, and I went out to eat in the evening.
Seeing Feng Yi politely say goodbye to the kindergarten teacher, and the way the teacher's eyes glowed, Qiao Yun was sure that the teacher must have been as infatuated with this kid as he was back then.
But Feng Yi is indeed very cute, even though he always pretends to be a grown-up, it makes him look even cuter, but Qiao Yun has to admit that this child is absolutely outstanding, he inherited his mother's genius genes, but Abandoning his mother's low EQ, he was able to thrive in an unfamiliar kindergarten in just a few days, which made Qiao Yun dumbfounded.
Therefore, Qiao Yun finally believed that the dominance of the two women was not the 24-year-old unmarried mother, but this adorable young lady.
Feng deliberately waited until the red light before asking Qiao Yun: "Are we going to the place where uncle recorded? Would it be bad for me to appear like this, and would the paparazzi mistake me for my uncle's illegitimate child? Junjun Said uncle is a very popular star."
Qiao Yun patted his head amusedly: "What do children think about so much, don't worry about it."
Feng Yi said very seriously: "If a person has no long-term considerations, he must have near-term worries. We must plan everything in advance so that we will not be caught in the dark."
Qiao Yun is a bit embarrassing, but she can't say that the little guy is wrong. In short, talking to Feng Yi often makes her feel that Feng Zijun's mother is negligent. How did she raise the child so that the little guy is so sensible at such a young age
However, the two brothers and sisters cannot be measured by the standards of normal people. Even in front of people, they can almost behave very normal, but they are absolutely abnormal in their bones.
Qiao Yun folded his arms and watched the recording scene outside. Under the spotlight, the handsome and eloquent man looked wise and elegant, but when he thought about what he would be like when he returned home, he immediately became shattered.
Feng Yi shook her hand, and Qiao Yun lowered his head: "What's wrong?" Feng said in a low voice, "I want to shush." Qiao Yun smiled: "Turn left here and there is the bathroom, do you need auntie to accompany you? go."
Feng Yi put her hand aside coolly: "No need." Qiao Yun couldn't help laughing as he walked over quickly, suddenly thinking that Feng Yi, who is such a young adult, will be like when he grows up. On the face, he should be an out-and-out handsome guy, but in terms of personality, I don't know if he will be the same as now.
Outside the recording hall, Chu Yanshen was also looking at the man under the spotlight, but he was thinking about his own spring, Meng, who would pop up from time to time, and felt that he was really crazy, how could he overlap the woman in the dream with this man, Even though Feng Yue has a face that is both male and female, he is a man after all.
Yan Shen shook his head, said hello to Zhao Dong who was beside him, and walked to the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he saw a little boy standing under the sink, jumping up and down to reach the faucet. face, Yanshen stopped unconsciously.
The little boy looks five or six years old, very beautiful, especially not as noisy as other children of the same age, but looking at himself quietly, the little boy has a pair of big and bright eyes, the light in the eyes is very Moving, at least it moved Yan Shen.
He bent slightly: "Do you need my help?"
Feng Yi looked at him for a while, and finally nodded. Yan stretched out his arms to pick him up, and watched him wash his hands under the faucet. The little guy washed very carefully and regularly, first the palms, then the backs of the hands, and finally the crevices of the fingers. Flushing the water after washing, Yan Shen guessed that he must have a very strict mother to teach such a well-behaved child.
He put down the little guy and watched him go over there to dry his hands, and then the little guy turned around and said to him: "Thank you uncle, I'm leaving first." Yan Shen watched him go out before going into the toilet.
Yan Shen originally thought this was just a casual episode, but he didn't want to see the little guy in the restaurant at night, and the little guy was sitting with Feng Yue, and the one with his back to him was probably his mother, because he remembered the little guy washing his hands. I'm used to it, so I can't help but look at that mother more.
Only seeing the long brown chestnut hair, Yan Shen's eyes became a little darker, and he walked over subconsciously...