Sometimes, I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.
Fu Yunshen withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened.
He looked away and looked forward again.
There was no one in the garage, and the lights were dim.
"Yaoyao, there's a mosquito on your face." Fu Yunshen looked calm, and his tone was still lazy, "I'll help you get rid of it."
Ying Zijin didn't speak.
She reached out and straightened her collar.
He turned his head to the side again, and looked in the rearview mirror.
Obviously, there are marks of being poked on the right face.
Still a few strokes.
There was a slight redness.
Even when she was asleep, she knew what had happened.
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment: "I'm in a good mood today."
Fu Yun looked at her deeply: "Huh?"
"Just¡ª" Ying Zijin turned her head, "I can barely pinch you a little more."
She has an attitude of "squeeze it, don't pretend, be generous".
"No." Fu Yun deeply clenched his fist to his lips and coughed, "Brother is afraid that I will turn into a beast in a while."
He really has never done this kind of thing.
No way, the kid is so obedient when he falls asleep.
I really couldn't restrain myself.
Ying Zijin unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and said in a clear voice, "No, you can't change."
Fu Yun looked at her deeply: "?"
"I will hit you."
""
He needs to take back what he just thought.
Fu Yun leaned deeply on the driver's seat and smiled: "At first, he was reluctant to hit me. How come he is willing to hit me after we have known each other for a long time?"
"Don't worry." Ying Zijin propped his head up, with a slight smile at the end of his eyes, unhurriedly, "I don't slap people in the face."
""
Okay, the kid is still a face-controller.
It seems that whatever he does in the future, he has to protect his face first.
Maybe the children will be soft-hearted and not do it?
The two got out of the car.
There are many people on the weekend, and there are discounts today, and there is already a long queue at the luxury stores in Century Mall.
Fu Yun glanced lightly, with a lazy expression: "Yaoyao, let's go upstairs."
Century Mall has a total of 17 floors, and the top floor is only open to Platinum members.
If you spend 10 million yuan in Century Mall, you can get a Platinum Card.
What Fu Yunshen handed over was a black and gold card.
The cabinet sister has never seen a card like this, but it is impossible not to know Fu Yunshen.
She hurriedly went up to greet her: "Seventh Young Master, Miss, welcome."
Fu Yun nodded deeply, then turned his head: "Yaoyao, let's see if there is anything you like."
Ying Zijin was not polite to him either, and started browsing from the first clothing display rack.
The counter lady asked again: "Seventh Young Master, do you need something to drink?"
Fu Yun shook his head deeply, and sat on the sofa in the hall to wait.
He simply sat there, making it impossible to ignore his existence.
Ten minutes later, Ying Zijin came back with a piece of clothing.
She seemed to think for a while before saying, "I think this one is pretty good."
Fu Yunshen raised his hand, loosened his neckline, and looked over.
Then he saw a long black robe similar to an Arabian robe: ""
Um.
The eyesight of his children is not very good.
Yes, some people don't know how to dress up.
Although children wear school uniforms, they can all wear high-definition textures.
Fu Yun deeply felt that it was quite tiring to raise their children.
However, the sense of accomplishment has also increased accordingly.
"Miss, this dress is not suitable for people of your age, it is a bit old-fashioned." The cabinet sister smiled, "You should wear something younger and more energetic, we just bought some high-end dresses from Ozhou. , not as good as you"
"No need." Fu Yunshen got up, "It's all included, and it's delivered here."
He gave an address to go there.
The cabinet sister was taken aback, but it was not surprising, she hurried down to get ready.
Ying Zijin was silent for a while, and after a while, she raised her eyebrows: "Are you mocking me for not knowing how to choose clothes?"
&??You don't have that blessing. "
Mr. Zhong dotes on this adopted daughter so much, who knows if he will also give away the shares of the Zhong Group?
She absolutely cannot bear this kind of thing.
"That's the end of my words." Mrs. Zhong's eyes were cold, "I hope you are a smart person who knows what you should do and what you should not do. Do you understand?"
Just as she finished saying this, Mr. Zhong came over humming a little tune not far away.
Mrs. Zhong's nerves tensed, and she went up to meet him: "Master."
"What are you doing standing there?" Mr. Zhong frowned, "Aren't you going to accompany Wan Wan?"
"Wanwan was in a bad mood and didn't tell me, so I asked her if something happened at school." Mrs. Zhong smiled, "I'll go right away, old man, please pay more attention to your health."
Mr. Zhong waved his hand, obviously he didn't want to keep her either.
Madam Zhong heaved a sigh of relief.
It seems that Mr. Zhong didn't hear it.
She turned around and was about to go upstairs.
A cold voice sounded faintly.
"Mrs. Zhong, please take care of your daughter before you teach others a lesson."
Mrs. Zhong paused, turned her head, her face turned cold: "What do you mean?"
An adopted daughter deserves to be compared with Miss Zhong's family?
As expected, he was so spoiled by Mr. Zhong.
Ying Zijin threw the phone away and pressed a button.
At the silent stairway, conversations sounded.
Very clear.
This is the recording of the call between Zhong Zhiwan and Wei Hou. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com