Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Fu Shengyu is now very grateful that he has few relatives and has spent two and a half days accompanying his daughter wholeheartedly, telling her stories and playing with toys with her.

Unfortunately, today is the fourth day of the New Year, and according to the rules, business partners can visit each other. Qingyun is still young, and Fu Shengyu doesn't want to take her out, fearing that she will feel uncomfortable. There are many rules in wealthy families, and he is always reluctant to restrict his daughter.

"Father is out visiting New Year's guests today. Is it okay for Qingyun to stay at home alone?" Fu Shengyu discussed the matter with Qingyun. He was a little worried that the child would like to go out and play.

"Let's go play with Brother Ajin and Brother Ayu." Qingyun was very happy and turned around to ask, "When will Auntie and Brother Ayin come back? When can we go play with Little Qilin?"

Fu Shengyu thought of Feng Huayang and Wen Geyin, and suddenly felt a little rude. These two people had a very close relationship with him, but he did not think of paying them New Year's greetings. He really did not treat them as outsiders.

Fu Shengyu reflected on himself and thought that he should arrange a family dinner to invite them to dinner to express his close feelings. Thinking about his previous sullen appearance, he couldn't help but reflect on himself again.

"Qingyun, you miss your aunt and brother Ayin, right? Then why don't you tell them? If you want brother Xiao Qilin, you can invite him to come to Fufeng Fort to play." Fu Shengyu was determined to guide his daughter well, to teach her to be more generous, and not to hide so many little thoughts in her heart.

"Yeah!" Qingyun got the answer and happily trotted upstairs back to his room.

Qingyun doesn't like playing with his mobile phone. He thinks it's boring and like a castle in the air, out of reach. He just looks at it for fun every day. Real life is more interesting.

Jinyu had to look after the eldest lady. She thought the eldest lady was going to make a phone call, and was wondering whether she should try to persuade her. Boss Feng and Mr. Wen should be very busy at this time.

Qingyun held her phone and sent a few sweet voice messages, asking them when they would come back, as she missed them a little.

Jinyu completely believed that the person on the other end of the phone would want to rush back without stopping after hearing the voice, because just by looking at it, she wanted to pack up Boss Feng and Mr. Wen and send them to the eldest lady.

Qingyun didn't wait for an answer. She was a little disappointed, with a droopy expression, like a puppy that was abandoned. The poor goldfish wanted to hug her and kiss her eight hundred times.

"I'm waiting for the young lady's reply here. How about you go and play with Master Ajin and Master Ayu?" Jin Qiao felt a little uncomfortable seeing the young lady like this, so she gave her an idea.

Qingyun knew there was no way out. She couldn't possibly act so foolishly as to ask her aunt and brother Ayin to come back and play with her.

After playing with children a few times, Wang Tiande really didn't want to talk to adults anymore. There was no innocence at all and it was very boring.

Chang Jin really liked listening to the old man telling stories from the past and thought it was cool that he changed his clothes and identity every day, so he welcomed the old man to Qingfeng Langyuan to drink tea and brag.

As soon as Qingyun entered the room, he heard two laughs. Chang Jin's voice was a little low and still sounded awkward, but you could feel that he was in a good mood.

"Brother Ajin, I'm here to play with you." Qingyun was wearing a light red princess dress today, like a small flower bud.

When Chang Jin saw Qingyun, he subconsciously opened his arms, picked him up and sat him on his lap.

"Miss is here today?" Wang Tiande scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Well, I didn't bring any red envelopes."

Qingyun pretended not to understand what he was saying, looked at the chess piece in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the game ended in a draw.

Chang Jin hissed, grabbed the bad little hand with his left hand, and gently patted the little hand twice with his right hand.

Qingyun had an innocent expression and smiled at Wang Tiande again, "Grandpa, tell me a story!"

Wang Tiande felt dizzy when he heard this. Really, he used to love telling stories to others, maybe he was a bit of a know-it-all. Now he has changed, and he feels that he has never been so humble in his life.

The eldest daughter can listen to stories for four or five hours and ask questions that go deep into the story. Every minute, she makes people experience the feeling of being questioned by a teacher. I'm not kidding. The stories she makes up are much more reasonable now. She even thinks about a story and reviews it again before going to bed.

But he was not in a hurry today. He dared to go to the place where the eldest lady often appeared, which showed that he had made sufficient preparations. He stayed up late and read three books wearing reading glasses. He came today to ask Chang Jin to help him choose a bookshelf, and by the way, to show off that he would continue to learn throughout his life.

"Then let's talk about the story of Mulan today." Wang Tiande not only read "The Ballad of Mulan", but also learned about the dynasties at that time. He even searched the Internet for more than 200 pages of unofficial history. It was ridiculous.

Did Mulan marry a princess? Mulan forcibly seized the princess of an enemy country, and even Mulan became an emperor.

Wang Tiande wanted to clear his mind of all the clutter, and then he heard the eldest lady say, "Grandpa, what are you wearing today? Is there a story behind it?"

Wang Tiande could hardly laugh anymore, his fake beard was about to fall off. Chang Jin hid behind Qingyun's head and let out a low laugh.

When Wang Tiande heard the laughter, he suddenly had a burst of inspiration. Very good, he was wearing a bachelor's suit today, which was the attire of ancient scholars, and he was playing the role of a scholar who loved reading.

When Qingyun came out, he had a few pieces of chocolate in his pocket. He took them out and gave one to each of them.

Qingyun felt a little embarrassed. When giving gifts to others, people usually give even numbers. Chinese people like even numbers and feel that they are very smooth. However, four has a bad connotation, so most people give six or eight, and as a second choice, two. After all, these are small things, and giving one would be too shabby.

Fortunately, she is a child, and no one would make a big deal out of such trivial matters.

"Thank you Qingyun. Qingyun is a child who likes to share. That's great." Chang Jin took the chocolate and thought about leaving it for Cheng Yu later. He seemed to like it very much.

Qingyun took out another pineapple candy. This was sent by Wen Geyin yesterday. It was very delicious. She only took one when she came out.

Wang Tiande noticed that the candy in Qingyun's hand was different from the ones they gave them, so he pretended to be unhappy and said, "What is that, Miss? Why is it different from ours? Did you hide some delicious food?"