The Feng family has two sons and one daughter, the eldest Feng Ming, the second Feng Lanxin, and the third Feng Beiling. Feng Ziyang is Feng Ming's son, who is a perennial idle full-time loser, and has an empty title of manager in the company, and he can't work for a few days a year.

After Feng Ziyang left Qingfeng Villa, he went straight to the Feng Group.

Feng Ming was surprised and delighted by this, for fear that he would cause some trouble again, and he hoped that he would suddenly change his appearance.

"Dad! I saw Fang Yishui's! ”

Sure enough, he didn't come to work well.

Feng Ming was very disappointed, but he was used to being disappointed, and he adjusted his mood in less than two seconds: "The person who did it at your wedding?" ”

"That's right! Uncle brought the woman home! I read that absolutely right, it's Fang Yishui. ”

Feng Ming's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly cleared up the mess in his heart.

The old man's body has the meaning of running out of oil and drying up, and he intends to make a will in the past two years. Feng Ziyang made such a fuss at the wedding, and the Feng family lost face, resulting in the old couple not giving their father and son a good face in the past few days.

Behind this, who benefits the most? Feng Beiling, of course.

"Provocation, naked provocation!"

In the past, the person who made Feng Ziyang so embarrassed may have gone to Hades to report, and he would be crippled if he didn't die anyway.

Feng Ming saw that his son was so angry that he jumped to his feet, afraid that he would cause trouble: "Things won't be so simple. If he did it...... He wouldn't have pulled out the woman himself. You give me less frizzy urges! ”

Unless, Feng Beiling deliberately exposed this woman in order to get rid of his suspicion.

Feng Ming narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly. His little brother looks like someone who does this kind of thing.

On the other side, in the Qingfeng Garden, Feng Beiling was greeting guests.

The news that he didn't go to work for three days is big news, and no one in the upper class of Nancheng doesn't know that he is a workaholic, unless he is too sick to get up, he can definitely be found in the Feng Group.

"Uncle Bei, you didn't go to work for two days last time. Which immortal is it? Can you fascinate my Uncle Bei so much that he can't go to court? ”

"That's it, Master Bei, what about people? Playing the Golden House Hidden Girl? Are you reluctant to let us see it? ”

It's all rich boys, and the familiar ones and the unfamiliar ones all came together together.

Feng Beiling greeted them with ease, and soon pushed the topic to them.

Before coming to the guests, Feng Beiling had already arranged for Fang Yishui to rest in the room on the first floor. Hearing that there were a lot of people coming, she simply picked herself up and waited to go out to meet someone.

Waiting left and right, Feng Beiling finally came in.

Seeing Fang Yishui sitting on the edge of the bed in a regular manner, he was stunned for half a second: "Why don't you sleep?"

When he speaks, the corners of his mouth always rise upward, smiling and warm.

Her curious gaze circled around him, but she didn't see half of them.

Feng Beiling understood: "They are making a fuss, you don't like it if you want to come, I've already sent it away."

Fang Yishui was a little moved, and stared at him obediently for a few seconds.

"Sleep, eat in another hour."

Feng Beiling said and turned around to go out, since Fang Yishui reminded him not to hug her casually, he was a lot more measured.

"I can't sleep, I want to walk."

Feng Beiling turned his head, revealing a good-looking side face: "You are free."

When she followed out slowly, Feng Beiling was already busy in the kitchen.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, didn't light it, rolled up his white shirt casually, and was concentrating on choosing vegetables.

The villa is big but also deserted. With his jingling figure, he added a bit of fireworks to the Qingfeng Garden.

The resentment that had accumulated with him in the hospital seemed to dissipate at this moment.

Fang Yishui walked around the first floor, there was a study room, which had three high bookshelves, and a dazzling collection of books; There is a games room, a gym, and the facilities are quite complete. The villas are two storeys high, and most of the rooms are equipped with large floor-to-ceiling windows, which are quite well lit. There is an outdoor swimming pool at the back of the house, and two maple leaves are floating on the water, swirling.

When Feng Beiling made dinner and found her, she was admiring the paintings on the wall.

It was a night scene, well painted, with a full moon in the sky at night, dotted with a few stars. It is a very simple painting, which looks desolate at first glance, but the name is auspicious, called "Perfection".

"Painted by the evening." Feng Beiling approached, and his eyebrows were full of sadness.

"You must love her very much." After Fang Yishui sighed with emotion, the two fell silent.

As if to ease his emotions, he asked, "Do you know how to paint?" ”

Fang Yishui lied without thinking: "No." ”

How could it not? When she was a child, she participated in so many drawing competitions and won numerous awards. But since she was disgusted by that incident, she didn't want to use her pen anymore, just thinking that she never knew how to draw.

Feng Beiling stared over thoughtfully, and after a while, beckoned her to dinner.

As soon as the two of them sat down to eat two bites, the sound of the car's engine sounded outside the door again.

Feng Beiling locked his eyebrows and looked over, obviously a little tired: "Today's house is really lively, who is coming?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Ming had already walked to the door with his briefcase, and when he saw Feng Beiling in the restaurant, he complained as he walked over: "You haven't been to work for a few days, I'm busy!" I don't go home, my parents keep talking...... What is this? ”

Seeing Fang Yishui, he pretended to be surprised.

"Big brother." Feng Beiling stood up with a smile and nodded at him, Fang Yishui also stood up stiffly, and smiled at Feng Ming.

"It's late. Wanwan, this is my eldest brother. ”

Fang Yishui glanced at him and called obediently: "Big brother." ”

Feng Ming looked at her again, bowed his head lightly, and turned his eyes to look at Feng Beiling: "Mom told you to go home for dinner tomorrow." ”

Fang Yishui sighed secretly in her heart, is her fake girlfriend finally going to shine? Sooner or later, I just didn't expect it to be so soon.