Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

It was snowing again. Because it was too warm inside the house, there was a thin layer of mist on the windows, so I couldn't see clearly outside, but I could see the sun.

The sun is also cold in winter, and Qingyun doesn’t like snow. Fortunately, the snow this time was very small, dripping gently, and turned into water as soon as it fell on the ground.

It finally stopped around noon, and Feng Huayang took Qingyun and Qingyun's two beautiful sisters to Fuyao.

Fu Shengyu had already heard a report on the phone once, but it was only a general one and he couldn't ask for details.

The shrimp ball soup for lunch was very delicious. Qingyun was still savoring the taste after waking up from her nap. She was a little hesitant about whether to eat it again tomorrow.

It won’t work tomorrow, because Qingyun will be asked to try on dresses soon, and there will be a banquet tomorrow, so she can’t do as she pleases.

There were two dresses, one was pink, decorated with many small pearls and a few pink mother-of-pearls, like the mermaid in a fairy tale. For this dress, the hair had to be curled up and some small pearl hairpins were inserted. Qingyun liked the makeup artist's description very much, but she remembered Feng Huayang said it was a Chinese theme.

The other one is also very beautiful, it is a light yellow puffy skirt, a bit simple, but very elegant, but it feels a bit cold to wear.

The light yellow color is very beautiful, just like a newly sprouted bud. It is light yellow at first, then turns into light green, and finally into lush green vitality. This dress looks very full of life at first glance.

Qingyun still chose this one. She really liked the light green bow on the back. It was long and would sway with her movements, looking very elegant and a bit fairy-like.

She is a vulgar person. She likes flashy things, preferably those that look dignified and generous, and then secretly have a fairy-like air. Well, she has a bit of a stuffy feeling.

The makeup artist described it again, saying that she was like a well-behaved little princess. Qingyun liked it a little. Who doesn’t like to be a little princess? You can be carefree at a young age.

It would be very cold outside, so Wen Geyin thoughtfully sent her a shawl. It was furry and very warm, and Qingyun liked it very much. She also liked furry things. Because fur was very expensive, she couldn't afford it, so she always thought that thing was very good.

People are always like this, what you can't get is the best.

Fu Shengyu was very alert to Wen Geyin's attentiveness and consideration. He liked other people to be nice to Qingyun because he felt that his daughter deserved the best. But Qingyun had been a little wild recently and always ran to Qingfenglangyuan. She liked her brother Ayin very much and kept talking about her brother Ayin.

The old father is a little shy, not good at expressing himself, and feels a little homesick, but he will be jealous. He doesn't care whether he makes mistakes or not. No one is immune to mistakes, and only after making mistakes will he know what the correct answer is.

Qingyun was so happy that he almost went crazy when he saw the pile of things sent by his own son.

A black fox fur cloak with a hidden pattern of the word "Fu" embroidered with gold thread inside, which appears and disappears under the light. Putting it on gives one the feeling of a seedling squeezing out of the soil to be reborn, a feeling of finally getting sweet after all the hardships, as if the hard days in the past are all in the past, and every day from now on will be a good day.

"Hey, you don't know how to choose a gift? Who did you ask for help with this pile of jewelry?" Feng Huayang saw a lacquer box filled with jewelry as soon as he came in. "Just put it like this, you don't have to worry about it getting bumped and damaged."

Wen Geyin thoughtfully displayed the jewelry one by one, and put them together into sets that could be used together. There was not much gold, so Wen Geyin sighed a little. He thought Qingyun would like gold more. Didn’t he see that logo was pulled out and made into a small ornament?

Qingyun was actually not as disappointed as Wen Geyin had imagined. She felt a little dizzy now, and felt like she was bubbling with happiness. These could be said to be antiques. Fortunately, she dared to make them up when she wrote them. They were really beautiful and rich.

"A local rich man gave them to me as a gift, saying they were his family heirlooms. I thought they were good, so I kept them." Fu Shengyu was secretly glad that he did not sell them at that time, otherwise it would be difficult to buy them back now.

The double buns are very cute, like a bow made with hair, with just enough space for many small hairpins to be inserted into them. She is very cute and lovely, like a young lady from a wealthy family.

Everyone was very satisfied, especially Fu Shengyu. He couldn't be as warm as his former self, but when he saw how well his daughter was, he felt warm in his heart.

Many times, as long as you accept that your parents don't love you that much, everything will be fine. The difficulty lies in that people have obsessions and don't want to think that their parents don't love them that much.

If parents really don't love you, then what's the point of more than ten years of education, fatherly love and filial piety, and the kindness and care of your parents?

People will feel very painful when they are awake. Fu Shengyu felt a little pain in his heart, but also a little relieved. Even though many years have passed, he still thinks about it often and can't forget it at all.

Qingyun's hair is not long, so this hairstyle is a bit forced, but the makeup artist said that he will bring a hair bag tomorrow, so there won't be a missing piece at the back.

Qingyun felt relieved and had some confidence in what she wrote.

It was too early for her to be confident. The skin care products here obviously did not have miraculous effects. In the face of Qingyun's strong refusal, she could take a shower alone, but she could not soak in a bath alone.

The hot shower was very comfortable, but the aromatherapy in the bathroom didn't seem to work. It might be because the essential oils in the water were too fragrant. The citrus fragrance was really hypnotic.

After soaking, Jinyu slowly scrubbed her entire body with an exfoliating brush, then rinsed it with warm water, and finally applied body lotion, using different lotions for different parts of the body. After such a long time, Qingyun could no longer open his eyes.

Unfortunately, the skin care products were of no use the next day. The black parts were still black, and the rough parts were still rough. Maybe skin care is a constant process.

Qingyun comforted himself, thinking that it was a bit frustrating to work so hard on something but not see any results, and he wanted to give up.

Fortunately, Qingyun doesn’t have to do it himself. The corrupt life is really good, but it’s a bit embarrassing.

I had to apply it again in the morning. Qingyun really couldn't hold it anymore. Fortunately, I only reapplied some places that were easily rubbed off. There are still many bottles and jars. I admire Sister Goldfish for being able to remember them.

Children still have advantages. They only need to apply a layer of cream on their face. When she thinks about watching videos in the past, she sees beauties on the Internet with layer upon layer of makeup, which seems very troublesome. As expected, she can't blame anyone for not being able to become a beauty.

Today she is wearing little fox home clothes with a red fluffy tail on her pants. She loves it so much. It is a pity that the tail was evolved away during human evolution. However, human tails may also be bald. Thinking about this picture, Qingyun thinks it is also good to evolve away.

The little fox home clothes are not very thick, so you have to wear another layer on the outside. The fur looks better in white. Qingyun stood in front of the mirror, twisting and turning, and nodding constantly.

There is some truth in the saying that clothes make the man and saddles make the horse. Qingyun doesn't think she is that good-looking, but when she puts on these clothes, she looks more beautiful for no reason.

"The young lady is so cute, just like a little fox."

"Hehe." Qingyun was very satisfied when she heard the compliment. She went downstairs to have breakfast because she was hungry.

The breakfast was ordinary, with her favorite bacon sandwich and boiled eggs, which she didn't like. Today, it was paired with a bowl of sweet multi-grain porridge, which was delicious. The sweetness came from the red dates, which was very fragrant and made her feel warm all over after drinking it.

After breakfast, Qingyun was taken to the study by Fu Shengyu, who picked out a few picture books for her and then went about her business.

After finishing the work, Fu Shengyu remembered the early childhood education book he had taken time to read these days, and taught Qingyun to count, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and he counted one by one, and even took out the pens in the pen holder as examples.

Even if Qingyun pretended to be ignorant, she didn't want to keep playing this childish counting game. If she continued playing, she would hardly be able to distinguish the numbers. Also, the gems inlaid on the pens were really shining, and she wanted to pick them off and make them into small rings.

Fu Shengyu asked whether it was the four or six major ones on both sides, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after getting a satisfactory answer. He couldn't remember what he was like when he was three or four years old, but he was very smart when he was studying.

Fu Shengyu can apply what the teacher says to other situations, but unfortunately his parents can't see his talent at all. Maybe in their eyes, he is just a punching bag that can never be killed.

"Qingyun inherited his father's intelligence. As long as he works hard, he will definitely be an outstanding person."

Qingyun felt a little guilty. She was not smart and she learned so quickly because she already knew it.

"What if Qingyun is not smart?" Qingyun asked, looking up, his long eyelashes casting a shadow in his eyes.

Fu Shengyu thought for a moment and said, "Even if Qingyun is not smart, it would be good as long as he can be a law-abiding person."

"Intelligence or not cannot determine whether a person is good or bad. Father thinks that if Qingyun is not good at these, he must be good at something else. We just haven't discovered it yet."

"Qingyun, we must try more in the future, okay?" Fu Shengyu hugged Qingyun tightly, his tone was very light and serious, "Father will always support Qingyun."

"Okay!" Qingyun answered loudly and excitedly.

The sunlight shines through the glass onto the desk. Both of them have smiles on their faces, feeling warm and happy.

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