Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Jiang Zhenzhen went over to make the bed, then placed the brown plaid teddy bear that Feng Huayang had brought over next to the pillow, and then made the quilt available.

"Azhen, come here." He Gu called her only after seeing that she had finished her work.

Jiang Zhenzhen came over with some nervousness. Whether she could stay or not depended on whether she was pleasing to the young lady. Otherwise, it would not be good for anyone if they got tired of each other.

"This is the eldest lady of our Fufeng Fort. Your mission is to take care of her and make sure she doesn't get hurt." He Gu looked at Fu Qingyun and smiled. "This is the nanny the boss hired. She will be with the eldest lady closely. The eldest lady can call her Ah Zhen."

"Hello, Miss." Jiang Zhenzhen quickly smiled. She was very satisfied with this job. The salary offered by Fufeng Fort was very high.

"Hello, Sister Azhen." Fu Qingyun looked at this character who had never appeared before in a daze. She felt like she was out of control and the plot was not completely under her control.

However, she was not too panicked. Although it was important to know the original direction of the overall situation, it was more important to understand the character of each character.

Something might not happen when you flap your butterfly wings, but those people will still find an opportunity to do something else.

"Miss, the master asked me to take you there." Fang Cheng ran out still panting slightly.

He had to keep an eye on things here to make sure nothing went wrong, so he had to put the child down reluctantly.

Fang Cheng felt that the young lady walked steadily and there was no rush, so he led the way in front and took the opportunity to catch his breath.

At He Gu's signal, Ah Zhen followed Fu Qingyun, fearing that the young lady would miss a step when going down the stairs.

"Miss, we are going outside. Put on your coat so you won't be cold." Fang Cheng took down the clothes hanging by the fireplace and handed them to Azhen.

Azhen took over and half-knelt to help Qingyun put clothes on. Qingyun was very cooperative. He knew that she had to raise her hands to put on the clothes, and he would stand obediently. He was much better than the noisy little nephew at home.

Fu Qingyun doesn't like winter because it is too cold. She has to wear a lot of clothes, which will confine her body and restrict her movements. I guess she is a person who likes freedom.

The patrol car was still parked at Qingfenglangyuan, so Fu Qingyun had no choice but to follow Fang Cheng and walk slowly in the cold wind.

The sun is very big today, but as if under the power of winter, it is reluctant to shed even a little warmth.

The snow around began to melt. The melted snow absorbed the surrounding heat, making it even colder.

Fu Qingyun was breathing slightly. She was wearing too many clothes, which was a big burden for her to walk. White mist rose from her mouth and cold wind poured into her throat.

This body was too weak. She felt her mouth was dry and her head was a little dizzy.

"Assistant Fang." Fu Qingyun took two quick steps and grabbed Fang Cheng's clothes, "I can't walk. I need to be carried."

Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then bent down and picked up the young lady. Maybe the wind was a little strong, Qingyun's eyes were blown a little red, as if she was wronged.

Fang Cheng has loved running and jumping since he was a child and doesn't like being held. His parents disliked his excessive noise, so they would use candies to trick him over and then hold him up. This way he didn't dare to struggle and had to lie and say he wanted to pee. Unfortunately, this trick didn't work after two attempts.

Putting himself in her shoes, Fang Cheng thought that the eldest lady might not like being hugged either, but he was wrong.

Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you; do not do to others what you want others to do to you.

Fang Cheng felt a little ashamed. He could respect adults, but he seemed to take children for granted.

The boss having a daughter can help him be a better father in the future.

Qingyun never thought that Fang Cheng was so thoughtful. She just felt that she was the one who slowed down Fang Cheng's speed. It felt like she had turned from a rickshaw into a car. She wondered if it was because Fang Cheng had long legs. She also wanted to have long legs.

Jiang Zhenzhen, who was wearing small leather shoes at the back, felt her feet were about to break. She didn't expect that she would have to start working right after the interview. The small leather shoes she wore for beauty were now a torture because the soles were too hard.

But at this moment she actually thought of writing down this feeling and using it to describe it when telling stories to the eldest lady in the future.

Yes, like the Little Mermaid who turned her fish tail into human legs to walk on the shore, and like Cinderella's sister who cut off her toes.

One cannot endure for long for the sake of wealth and fame, and enduring such pain for the sake of an unpredictable love is simply a mental illness.

Could it be that the daughter of the sea has no sense of pain? Jiang Zhenzhen didn't know, but she knew that the man in front of her didn't notice that she was following him, otherwise it would be too ungentlemanly to walk so fast!

Fu Qingyun was now standing high up and saw a large group of people gathered in front of her. She was very curious. It was so lively and she didn't understand what her own son had prepared for her.

When he got closer, Fang Cheng put Qingyun down and pushed away the crowd. Qingyun walked forward with his short legs and rushed over to hug Fu Shengyu's legs.

Fu Shengyu felt that his heart, which had been cold and hard for years, had softened after being hugged.

Bending down and picking up his daughter, Fu Shengyu raised his chin slightly to signal her to look ahead, "Look, a white wolf."

Fu Qingyun turned his head and saw two white wolves in a large iron cage. The white wolves had fierce eyes and were looking at him with bared teeth in an attacking posture.

Qingyun was startled, but soon calmed down and looked at the two wolves carefully. Their eyes were much more ferocious than those of dogs, and there was some black hair evenly distributed among their white fur. I don’t know if it’s because white doesn’t make people look thin, but these two wolves are a bit fat.

In general, it looks a bit like a dog. It looks like the angry Husky I saw before, but it doesn't look as handsome as the Husky. Maybe it's because it's a bit white, which makes people think it looks like a cute Samoyed, and it feels less aggressive.

"This is a hybrid white wolf. I'll borrow it for you to have a look." Fu Shengyu said, "A real white wolf is all white and small, like a puppy. I'll take you to see it when the zoo in the city is built."

Wen Geyin brought a few people to join in the fun. The white wolf in the cage looked so familiar. He didn't know why the two wolves looked at him with something wrong in their eyes.

"These two white wolves look like the two my grandfather raised." Wen Geyin came over and said with a smile, "They are a little fat because they eat too well, like Samoyeds with their fur frizzed out."

Fu Qingyun's interest in the wolf soon ended. She knew it was because she questioned the wolf's color last night, and Fu Shengyu specially found it for her to see today.

"Those two horses from your family." Fu Shengyu pursed his lips, "Grandpa misses you a little. When you send him back later, please have dinner with him."

Wen Geyin's smile paused. He didn't want to go back. The old man had been urging them to get married and have children more and more in recent years.

He still hasn't dealt with Feng Huayang, and hasn't even driven out these competitors. He will always be laughed at by the old man when he goes back.

"Boss, the sheep are here." Lin Song grabbed a sheep by its horns and pulled it over.

Fu Shengyu shook his daughter and asked her to come back to her senses and look at the sheep. Fu Qingyun had seen sheep before and was curious about why sheep eggs were so small. He suspected that sheep all had constipation.

"This is a lamb, Qingyun, do you want to touch it?" Fu Shengyu took two steps forward.

Fu Qingyun reached out and touched it twice. It turned out that the raw material of the woolen sweater had this texture, which was not very pleasant to touch.

Rather than touching the lamb, she wanted to see the wolf's reaction. Qingyun turned her head and was a little disappointed. The wolf didn't react at all. Maybe sheep are not in the Arctic wolf's diet. After all, there are no sheep in the Arctic.

Fu Shengyu was a little embarrassed, it seemed that not all wolves eat sheep, but the wolf in the story might be an albino wolf, not necessarily an Arctic wolf.

Fu Qingyun had heard before that sheep have horizontal pupils, and Westerners think sheep are demons because horizontal pupils are a bit scary.

After taking a closer look, it's really a bit scary. It's an indescribable feeling, a bit like a higher civilization looking at a lower civilization.

Curiosity really does kill the cat. Fu Qingyun regretted it now. She looked away but the pair of horizontal pupils were still in her mind. She looked at the wolf again, hoping that the wolf could scare away the pair of eyes in her mind. Unfortunately, these two wolves were raised a bit like dogs.

There was a strange smell on the sheep, which was not pleasant. Fu Qingyun wrinkled his nose and buried his face in Fu Shengyu's neck. His own son had a bit of sandalwood smell on him, which was quite pleasant.

Fu Shengyu lit sandalwood to clear his mind. Some people have been restless recently and he wanted to get rid of them, but the New Year is coming soon and it seems a bit unlucky. He will wait until next year for a good start.