"Zhang Mingyan."

Fu Qi pondered these three words and chuckled: "The will of the sky is even in the palace, and no one cherishes the bright eyes and bright teeth." That's a good name. ”

Although Zhang Wenxiu is a Sven scum, he is very well-trained in naming his children.

"Brother, why are you in my room?" Zhang Mingyan asked, there were still undried water stains in the corners of his eyes, and he looked very pitiful.

Fu Qi didn't answer, but took out his mobile phone, rummaged through a picture, and handed it to Zhang Mingyan: "Look." ”

Zhang Mingyan subconsciously lowered his head, and there was a long, messy string of numbers on the picture.

Three seconds later, Fu Qi took back his mobile phone: "Tell me, how many numbers there are." ”

Zhang Mingyan didn't understand what the little brother was going to do, but he still replied obediently: "There are 89 numbers." ”

Fu Qi hooked her little chin and was very satisfied with her answer, as the fat man said, this little girl is a dusty pearl, with a high IQ, good memory, and strong ability to work under pressure.

Fu Qiming's eyes narrowed half, and he continued: "After your parents divorced, no one wanted you. ”

Zhang Mingyan lowered his head, his eyes full of tears.

Fu Qi's voice resounded in every corner of the small room: "You have two paths in the future. First, you will be reluctantly raised by your father, and in the future, you will marry a rich local tyrant and become a tool for your father to make money. ”

Fu Qi understands Zhang Wenxiu.

Shufen's family is rich and powerful, and they will definitely get custody of the little boy in the end. Even if Zhang Wenxiu doesn't want to raise his daughter, he is forced to make a living, he will still squeeze the last bit of value from Zhang Mingyan and use his daughter as a tool to make money.

Zhang Mingyan was born in this kind of patriarchal family and has no future.

"That's... There's another way. "The little girl is not stupid, she doesn't want to be a tool for her dad to make money.

Zhang Mingyan used to know a sister, only sixteen years old, and her family didn't let her study, so she went out to work, and later married an old man in his forties, and her life was miserable.

Fu Qi chuckled, the little girl is very promising, she doesn't give in to fate, she likes it.

Fu Qi handed her a small note: "Tomorrow morning, go to this address." Someone will pick you up. ”

Zhang Mingyan looked at Fu Qi, who was close at hand, and took the small note, and said in a puzzled tone: "Brother, are you abducting and selling children?" ”

Fu Qi: "... No. If you want to be strong, go to this address, and there's a fat uncle who will pick you up. ”

Zhang Ming's eyes seemed to understand and nodded.

Stuff the little note into the drawer, look up again, and the pretty little brother is gone, as if he never came.

****

Residential roadside.

Ye Sibai lazily leaned on the trunk of the tree, yawned, and waited for his little roommate to come back, adjusting the angle of his standing posture by the way, showing his most handsome and charming side in front of Fu Qi as much as possible.

"Stick your right foot on the trunk and bow your head at 45°." Ye Sibai adjusted the posture of the others, and his tone was very regretful, "It's better to bring this book next time." ”

Ye Sibai believes that [summer sunshine + handsome boy + reading with a book = charming boyfriend].

When Fu Qi comes back, he can see his handsome boyfriend under the green trees from a distance, and he will definitely be in love.

Wait, wait, wait, didn't wait for Fu Qi, but recruited a fifty-year-old man.

Ma Wenchao had just gotten off work, carrying a briefcase, and his eyes suddenly paused: the sun was slightly warm, and the young man under the green elm tree was wearing a casual summer shirt, and the fine sunlight sprinkled on his shoulders, outlining the handsome and beautiful side face of the young man. He lowered his head at 45°, maybe asleep, maybe he was observing the dried shit on the ground.