When Fortune City returned to the brightly lit villa and came to the living room, a deep voice sounded from behind him. "Why don't you take this opportunity to pursue her?"

Without looking back, he knew who it was, and Fortune City said lightly: "Why should I?" "Their relationship hasn't reached that point yet.

Fengfan was stunned and said, "Son, sometimes, when the opportunity comes, you have to seize it tightly, otherwise you will miss it all at once, and you will never have this opportunity again." ”

Feng Yuncheng turned his head, looked at his father, and said clearly: "Just like the lover of your dreams, you regret not catching her in the first place." He always knew that his father didn't love his mother, and he always knew that there was another woman's shadow in his father's heart.

Fengfan seemed to fall into deep thought, and after a while he said: "Actually, that's not called an opportunity, I just hate myself for why I didn't know her earlier." Even if I catch her, I won't be able to have her, because she has long been famous, but unfortunately, I don't know what happened to her now. At the beginning, he was deeply attracted to her when he saw her for the first time, and he wanted to pursue her, but he didn't expect that people would already be famous. At that time, he thought that with his conditions, it would be very easy to get her back. It's just that at that time, he was already a husband and a father. Where is the right to think about others. And his husband is better than him, taller than him, and he can only admit it. More than ten years have passed, I wonder if she is doing well now, and her husband is still as good to her as before? When I saw her at that time, she was already pregnant, I don't know if she gave birth to a boy or a girl, how did she look?

"If only I had known her earlier." That way, there will be no regrets.

Feng Yuncheng said helplessly: "Dad, you have said this many times. Fortunately, my mother died early, otherwise I would have been with you. He will not be sad that his father is not pretending to be his mother, because he knows that emotional matters cannot be forced.

Feng Fan smiled wryly and changed the topic: "She is Yu Qianle in your mouth?" Doesn't it look good? "And who was that beautiful girl I saw in the restaurant that day? intuitively thought that that girl was Yu Qianle, so why was it so much worse.

Feng Yuncheng didn't speak, he knew that when he was competing with Atom Qing, he was observing in the dark, and of course, he also saw Yu Qianle. However, he also agreed with his father's words, she was indeed not very good-looking, but why did he look more and more pleasing to the eye.

Glancing at his son, Fengfan said meaningfully: "Son, there are some things that can't just be seen on the surface. A person is good or bad, beautiful or not, just looking at the appearance is superficial, you should look at it from the heart to find value. I don't think I need to tell you about that. ”

His son, he knows very well, is a very good child, and the girl who can make him fancy should also have a brush or two. looks ordinary, but he doesn't think that's Yu Qianle's true face.

"Also, from tomorrow, I will ask the martial artist to train you well. My sail son accepted the failure, but could not bear the second defeat. You've been lazy lately, and you deserve to be beaten. ”

At this time, Fengyun City lowered his head and stopped saying a word. He understood what his father meant. "I'll train well."

Nodding with satisfaction, Fengfan said again: "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, where you fall, you will get up from there, you are my good son, and you are worthy of being the successor of Lei Feng." ”

"Yes, Dad, I see, I won't let you down." Feng Yuncheng said with firm eyes. The one he admired most in his life was his father. He doesn't beat him, he doesn't scold him, he never criticizes him, but he really respects him from the bottom of his heart.

***

Here, Fengfan is educating his son, and over there, Atom Qing is also being taught.

is different from Fengfan's preaching, Atom Qing's father-in-law, Long Yingyang is also cleaning him up.

"Father-in-law, the Thunderwind Group you said is nothing more than Er'er, I thought he was so powerful, it turned out to be just an exaggeration from the outside." Atom Qing is not convinced. That's why he was looking for trouble in Wind Luck City for no reason.

Long Yingyang had a pair of sword-like eyes looking up and down at the colorful Atom Qing, and sighed: "Ziqing, you just had a face-to-face with him, how would you know his depth." Don't overestimate anything, or you'll be the one who suffers. "It seems that this kid has been smooth sailing for too long, and he has forgotten how to write the word frustration.

I wanted to refute it, but when I saw my father-in-law's angry look, Atom Qing had to stop talking.

At this time, the door of the study was opened, and the slight sound made the father and son turn around at the same time, only to see the door of the study, Yu Yatong, who was wearing a beige blouse, was wearing Mickey Mouse slippers, and her snow-white slender hands were holding a cup of hot milk tea and walked in gently. ”

Atom Qing responded lukewarmly, although she was his stepmother and had been on good terms with her father-in-law, but he just couldn't warm up with her, not only that she had let her father stay alone for more than ten years. Occasionally, he found that she didn't know what she was doing when no one was around, which made him even less fond of her.

Yu Yatong was accustomed to the yin and yang weirdness of this righteous son, and her intuition was that he seemed to have discovered something, and every time those narrow eyes stared at her, she had an illusion, as if he knew the secret buried deep in her heart. But seeing that he didn't do anything all the time, he was just a little cold to her, and the others did things that were too out of line, so he turned a blind eye.

She looked at Long Yingyang, who was sitting behind the chair, her beautiful eyes flashed with softness, and she said softly: "Yang, do you still have to work tonight?" I asked Sister-in-law Liang to make coffee and milk tea for you, which can refresh you. ”

Long Yingyang looked at her, his cold expression eased a lot, he stretched out his hand to her, she obediently walked in front of him, Long Yingyang made a hard effort, she exclaimed, her body had fallen to his lap, and she couldn't help blushing: "I hate it, Ziqing is still there." ”

Without waiting for Long Ying to speak, Atom Qing retreated in a familiar manner, and did not forget to close the door of the study when he left.

The layout of the vibrant study, the floor-to-ceiling windows are hung with green bamboo brocade cases, softly reflected on the snow-white wall, a scene full of business, the study layout is simple, with green and white as the keynote, wide and elegant.

Yu Yatong snuggled in his arms, her head gently resting on his chest, and her nose inhaled the reassuring breath of his body. That day, at the breakfast table, he told her that since she left, he had been angry, looking for the Yue Lao Temple, splashing the statue of the Yue Lao with stinky water and dirty water, provoking the Yue Lao to meet him in a dream in a very bad way, and finally, the Yue Lao compromised and let them be together forever.

It's a pity that at that time, she always thought that she couldn't meet him, otherwise he would have an accident, so she kept hiding around, not daring to meet him.

After they released their previous suspicions, he became more and more kind to her, which made her heartwarming, touching and guilty, she really loved him so much, and it was an honor for her to marry him.

It's just that he is still not at ease with her, for fear that she will leave silently again, and he will always follow her closely and will not go anywhere. He didn't put her under house arrest or lock her up at home all day, he gave her enough freedom, but whether she went shopping or went out for a walk, he accompanied her, and she was both guilty and moved.

She had hurt him too much, too much.