Sprinkle some icing sugar on He Ye's heart

Uncle Zeng grew up watching the third master. He knew the pain in the third master's heart, and he loved him very much.

"Third Master, on this point, Uncle Zeng has something to say. In the dream, since Miss Lin is willing to conceive you in October, she must also fall in love with you. Although the snake king is dead, the little snake king is still there. We still have a chance, you may wish to listen to Miss Lin's thoughts first, she may be happy to accompany you to overcome the illness."

The third master was still looking at the locked window, as if he didn't hear it, but also seemed to be thinking.

"Miss Lin's condition is not good, she has been following Miss Jiang since she woke up..."

"How is the Jiang family girl now?" The third master asked again.

"She should have accepted the reality and is living an active life now." Uncle Zeng told the third master about Jiang Yiyi's situation.

"The old lady of the Di's family is still alive. She cares most about her family status, and Di Hao is filial. She divorced at the beginning to fulfill her filial piety. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the girl from the Jiang family to enter the Di's house." The third master said slowly, " Speaking of which, Ah Zhi has taken a risk in this matter, I am afraid that the Jiang family girl also has complaints in her heart, so why don't you help her."

"Master, how can you help Miss Jiang?"

The third master thought for a while, and asked Uncle Zeng to put his ear closer, and he whispered: "Find a suitable person to do it, it's up to her to seize the opportunity."

"What about Miss Lin?"

Sheng Xiyu frowned slightly. It was obvious that Uncle Zeng's words had shaken him a little. Just as he was about to say something, a car horn sounded from outside the window.

His residence is very secluded, and he is recovering from illness. It is difficult for anyone to visit except acquaintances.

"Third Master, I'll go and have a look." Uncle Zeng didn't open the window, fearing that Third Master would catch a cold, so he turned around and walked out quickly...

In the yard, a black Bugatti sports car was flashing double flashes.

In the driver's seat, a handsome mixed-race man lit a cigarette and puffed. He was Sheng Nianqi, the noble son of the century-old rich family of the Sheng family. It was rumored that he was the candidate for the new head of the Sheng family and the boyfriend of the popular little flower Tang Yunjun.

After half a cigarette went down, only one person ran out of the courtyard.

When Uncle Zeng saw the people in the car, his eyes subconsciously sank, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Master Sheng, what brought you here?" Uncle Zeng asked.

Sheng Nianqi didn't get out of the car either, but looked up at the wooden window of Sheng Xiyu's room, and casually asked, "Where's my uncle?"

"Third Master is not feeling well and has already fallen asleep." Uncle Zeng replied.

"He's not in good health. If that's the case, let him hand over the key and let me, an idler, take care of it for him."

"Master Sheng, I don't know what kind of key you are talking about?"

"Old man, why are you pretending to be confused." Sheng Nian flicked his hand and directly ejected the cigarette a few meters away. The cigarette butt landed on the grass, emitting a faint light.

Uncle Zeng walked over quickly, stomped out the cigarette butt, and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Sheng, the sky is dry and things are dry, so it is easy to catch fire."

"You also know that it's easy to catch fire. You have to be careful when you live at the foot of such a remote mountain!" Sheng Nianqi sneered, and there was something in his words.

Uncle Zeng raised his lips and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Master Sheng, do you want to go in and sit down? When the third master wakes up, you uncles and nephews can chat more."

"No need, I just came here to do business, so I stopped by to have a look. Since the third uncle is asleep, I will come to visit next time." After finishing speaking, Sheng Nianqi glanced at the wooden window and shouted: "Three Uncle, I will come to pick it up next time."

Bugatti Veyron let out a roaring engine sound, resounding through the mountain stream, and disappeared into the twilight after a few clicks...

Uncle Zeng watched the sports car leave, frowned, and went back to report.

After listening to what Uncle Zeng said, Sheng Xiyu's expression was the same.

"Third Master, Young Master Sheng is going too far. He was threatening you just now. The old man obviously didn't give you the key." Uncle Zeng was very angry.

The third master's status is quite special, and he didn't live in the ancestral house of the Sheng family. People outside didn't even know that the old man had an old man, and the old man regarded the youngest son as a stain. He knew that he was suffering from illness, but still ignored him. Ask, let him fend for himself outside.

If it weren't for the third master's own ability, he would have died thousands of times already.

Uncle Zeng also read the experimental report of dream making. He saw that the third master was a favored old man in the dream, and his tears were about to flow down. Seek a little comfort, love is also, family affection is also.

It was because He Sixun was one of the few people who treated the third master as a relative, and he didn't do anything special, but the third master always remembered it in his heart.

So when He Sixun was dying, the third master gave him the only chance without hesitation.

Help others, but suffer yourself.

"He just has that temperament, don't worry about it." The third master didn't have much emotion.

"Third Master, you are too indulgent to these juniors, so they don't take you seriously. Your life experience is not up to you to decide. In any case, you are also the blood of the Sheng family. Why do they treat you like this?" You!" Uncle Zeng fought against the injustice, it was obviously the old man's own mistakes back then, why should the third master bear it.

"Uncle Zeng, you also said that they are juniors, why bother with children."

Uncle Zeng frowned. In fact, the third master was only senior, not much older than them, but the cruel life had to make him mature prematurely.

"Third Master, Young Master Sheng is actually responsible for Miss Jiang's trouble. You may not be able to please Miss Jiang privately." Uncle Zeng reminded.

"I'm just helping the girl from the Jiang family. Whether or not she succeeds depends on her own destiny. When Ah Xun recovers from her injuries, it's none of my business." The third master smiled, he just didn't want to make it so difficult for the girl of the Jiang family. , even without his help, the girl of the Jiang family must have done something.

"Third Lord, you saved Young Master He this time. Although you don't need his reward, the Sheng family is in a mess right now. I'm worried that it will hurt you. Why don't you ask Mr. Di to help you."

"It's just a trivial matter. Don't bother others. If you are really worried, go find a reliable security company."

Uncle Zeng wanted to persuade him, but the third master's brows showed tiredness, so he had no choice but to choose a group of reliable and sincere security patrols in private to prevent the Sheng family from getting involved.

*
After He Sixun woke up, the happiest thing was to be with his two children, especially his little princess.

Compared to his son who wandered around making troubles all over the experimental base, his daughter was really his caring little padded jacket.

Although he often said ten sentences, Xiao Gongju might not answer one sentence, but the old father said that he was very happy this way.

Yu'er has a talent for painting and often has unexpected surprises.

The last time Yu'er drew a portrait of Grandpa Zhang smoking a cigar, the old man liked it so much that he spent a lot of money to frame the painting and hang it in his office, and he also quit smoking for Yu'er.

Rehabilitation training is a torturous process, but every time he sees Yu'er drawing quietly beside him, the pain on He Sixun's body is healed.

After finishing the rehabilitation training, He Sixun went to see what Yu'er was drawing.

Yu'er was immersed in her painting, and the colored brushes were filling in the characters.

He Sixun didn't bother her, and watched seriously from the sidelines.

Yu'er drew a family of four, and He Sixun immediately recognized himself holding Bu Bu, his right eye was painted gold, and Yu'er was hugged by a woman with slightly curly brown hair inside.

When Yu'er hit the woman's face with 'pockmarks', He Sixun couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "Yu'er, who is she?"

Yu'er was painting the woman's skirt, ignoring her father's question.

"Does Yu'er like such a mother?" He Sixun guessed.

Daughter likes mother with pockmarked face?As an old father, I really don't like it, this taste is strange and unique.

It was probably the mother in He Sixun's words that caught Yu'er's attention. She pointed her little finger at the woman who was hugging her, and said in a childish voice, "Mommy."

He Sixun raised his eyebrows. As expected, his daughter's aesthetics were extraordinary, and the old father expressed that he couldn't bear it.

But looking at this portrait of a family of four, he also fell into deep thought. Maybe he should find a mother for the children. Physical problems did not allow him to do so before, but now it is different, and he can’t be so selfish. Let the children have no mother's love since childhood.

But after scanning the woman in the portrait, for the sake of his daughter, did he really find a woman with a pockmarked face?

Being a father is hard work.

*
According to legend, Jiang Yiyi, who is full of pockmarks, is diligently practicing basic skills in a rental house.

This is an essential exercise before your daily commute to get off work.

The acne scars on the face are also getting better a little bit.

Skin care has a time course, practicing, going to work, and sleeping for beauty, she has a very fulfilling life.

But when she was free, she couldn't help thinking about He Sixun and those two children. They were obviously in the same city, but now she couldn't even touch the door of the emperor's house, and she had a vivid experience of the difference between cloud and mud.

Just after practicing, there was a knock on the door of the rental house.

Caicai happily ran towards the door.

Jiang Yiyi wiped off her sweat, and looked at the cat's eye.

"Squad leader?" She opened the door and looked at the person in surprise.

"Student Jiang." Li Yang was wearing a suit. On his delicate face, there was still a trace of youthfulness when a college student just came out of society. When he saw Jiang Yiyi, he was a little bit shy.

Jiang Yiyi, like Zaomeng, also dropped out of the acting department. Li Yang was her class monitor, and later transferred to the directing department. She just graduated and entered the workplace.

Seeing Li Yang was really pleasantly surprised, Jiang Yiyi warmly invited him into the house.

Sitting on the old sofa, Li Yang felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't dare to look at Jiang Yiyi more.

"Squad leader, how do you know that I live here?" Jiang Yiyi poured him a glass of water, "There is only water at home, don't mind."

"I sent you a message and called you, but there was no response, so I went around looking for someone to find out where you live." Li Yang picked up the water and drank half a glass. The water was sweet in his mouth. After drinking the water Only then blushed and looked up at Jiang Yiyi, stunned for a moment, "Your face?"

"This is an acne scar. It looks scary, and it will disappear in a few days." Jiang Yiyi explained.

"Oh, that's good." Li Yang heaved a sigh of relief, opened his briefcase, and took out a document, "I'm filming a commercial with my master, a Sino-foreign cooperation, the other party is a noble supermodel prince, I want to Find a girl who can dance as a partner to shoot, Jiang, I recommended you to my teacher, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Yiyi immediately thought of Locke when the other party mentioned the supermodel prince. This is a dream come true.

"If you have other jobs that you can't shirk..."

"Go, why don't you go for such a good opportunity!" Jiang Yiyi interrupted Li Yang. Now that she lives in such a dilapidated rental house, what job is more important than shooting commercials, but, "It's me It may take two or three days for my face to fade away, I'm afraid your master will just brush me off."

"The supermodel prince can only be scheduled next week. I will explain your situation to my master. The important thing is that your ballet is good enough to catch people."

"I will work hard, when will I see your master?" Jiang Yiyi was delighted.

"I'll let you know then."

"Thank you, class monitor, you are really a help in the snow, you are my reborn parents." Jiang Yiyi is very grateful. Li Yang helped her in the dream, but in reality Li Yang became her noble person.

She has been infected by the proprietress in the beauty salon these few days, and she is using what she has learned.

"No, student Jiang, I can't stand you saying that, and it's hard to say whether this will happen or not."

"I'm very happy that you can help me get this opportunity." At the beginning, she was still thinking about how to start, her agent had terminated her contract, and someone gave her a pillow when she was really dozing off.

The door of the rental house opened, and Zhu Yazi came back from get off work.

Seeing Li Yang, she was startled.

Jiang Yiyi introduced the two of them.

"Student Jiang, then I won't bother you, you should prepare well and wait for my notice." Li Yang stood up and bid farewell, "By the way, give me your cell phone number."

Jiang Yiyi hurriedly took out her second phone and exchanged numbers with Li Yang.

After personally sending Li Yang away, Jiang Yiyi happened to meet the neighbor's aunt on the way back.

"Girl Jiang, I heard from my son that your younger brother provoked a lot of people outside, so nothing serious happened?" asked the aunt.

"What big man?" Jiang Yiyi was also worried about her brother's affairs, and she hadn't seen anyone until now. She went to check her bank account, and sure enough, all the money had been taken away. She was really going to be mad at him.

"It seems to be someone from the Black Society, you have to be careful."

Jiang Yiyi responded with a few words and went home.

A good mood is somewhat affected.

Here, Li Yang left the community and sent a message to a number. Looking back at the old community shrouded in darkness, he smiled and sincerely hoped to help Jiang.

In order to seize this opportunity, Jiang Yiyi asked for leave with the beauty salon proprietress.

The proprietress has been grinning from ear to ear every day, and she has personally treated Jiang Yiyi's acne-prone face. It's nothing to ask for leave for a day or two. She only asks her mobile phone to be unblocked. As soon as that Ms. He comes, she will let her immediately Come to the beauty salon.

The proprietress didn't need to say this request, she also planned to say it, it was He Xun's mother, and she planned to have a good relationship with her future mother-in-law.

Jiang Yiyi and the proprietress paid the commission in advance, and went to find her former dance teacher to practice dancing.

She has to practice the 'Jinghong Dance' well, hoping to catch the prince's eyes again in reality.

This opportunity is too important to her.