Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

After sliding five or six times, Qingyun finally couldn't climb the stairs anymore. He couldn't squat down because of the safety rope, so he had to hold onto Brother Long's legs and climb slowly.

The sun was shining brightly at this time. Little Qilin leaned on his brother to take a rest. Qingyun stuck to Brother Long's legs like a little candy. A faint and gentle smile appeared on Brother Long's face.

Zhong Lingxiu, who came with Fu Shengyu to look for the children, saw at a glance how loving the three children were and couldn't help but smile happily.

"Are you tired from playing?" Zhong Lingxiu went over to untie the safety ropes for the children, and at the same time patted the dust that had accidentally rubbed off Brother Long's body.

Qingyun was still a little shy when he saw adults. He gave a well-behaved smile and hid slightly behind Brother Long.

As soon as the safety rope was untied, little Qilin threw himself on his mother. The sweat on his forehead rubbed directly onto his mother's clothes, making Zhong Lingxiu want to beat the child.

"They met their good friends. They must have had a lot of fun." Fu Shengyu stepped forward and picked up his daughter who was hiding in the back. "Rui Chi and Yu Qi are really friendly and good kids."

"Yes, Ruichi is thoughtful, Yuqi is lively and sincere, and most importantly, our little Qingyun is so kind and well-behaved. Good children can naturally play together."

It was time for lunch and Qingyun was hungry, but Zhong Lingxiu skillfully reached behind Xiao Qilin's neck and felt sweat on her hands, so she told the three children to take a bath and change clothes to avoid catching a cold from the cold wind.

Jinyu took Qingyun to the bathroom in the guest room to take a shower, holding another set of clothes prepared in the car. Fu Shengyu sat on the sofa in the guest room and read a new book by Zhong Lingxiu's husband Chen Musheng.

Because the clothes for the morning visit were very formal, the change of clothes I prepared was much simpler, a denim skirt with white fur on the collar, cuffs and hem, which made me look cute and cool.

Fu Shengyu was very happy when he saw Qingyun's hand running across the fur. He observed that Qingyun preferred furry clothes, especially white fur, which was Qingyun's favorite.

"Qingyun looks very majestic in this dress, like a queen." As he said this, Fu Shengyu took off the cheetah brooch on his chest and pinned it on Qingyun's chest.

Qingyun touched the cold brooch, raised his head and kissed Fu Shengyu, "Thank you, father, this brooch is so beautiful!"

Fu Shengyu felt a little embarrassed, and he felt like there were needles pricking him on the sofa, making him feel uneasy. His heart was in a mess and he wanted to cry.

Fu Shengyu didn't want his daughter to see him in such a helpless state, so he hugged Qingyun into his arms and said as calmly as possible, "Qingyun."

With just this call, Fu Shengyu felt as if thousands of words were on his lips, but he couldn't utter a single word. He wanted to use thousands of words to praise Qingyun, but he felt that thousands of words could not compare to Qingyun.

Qingyun was embraced by a warm embrace, smelled the cool cedar perfume on his father's body, and heard the strong and reckless heartbeat in his ears.

Qingyun felt at ease at the moment. She was in a very peaceful mood, but also a little secretly happy. She treated Fu Shengyu as her own son, but was too shy to express it through actions. She was surprised when he kissed her on impulse today. She felt a little shy, but more happy.

She was so brave today.

After calming down, Fu Shengyu carried Qingyun to the restaurant.

Little Qilin and Brother Long were already looking forward to it. Little Qilin was already very lively, but it was very strange for Chen Musheng to see Brother Long also like this.

Little Qilin found out what dishes Qingyun liked to eat yesterday, and almost all of them were placed in front of Qingyun today. That bowl of vegetable and fish ball soup was really mouth-watering.

At the dinner table, both sets of parents praised their children, but the three children just focused on eating and didn't want to pay any attention to the noisy elders.

"Oh, these three kids are so nice. They eat so seriously. They are blessed." Zhong Lingxiu was so satisfied seeing the kids eating so happily.

After finishing the meal, Fu Shengyu planned to chat for a while before leaving, but he didn't expect Qingyun, Xiao Qilin and Brother Long to be having a lot of fun playing with building blocks.

When the little Qilin turned around to get the decorations, his elbow accidentally knocked over the almost completed castle, making a crackling sound that frightened the three children.

The little Qilin turned around and looked at the scattered building blocks, then looked at the castle with only the foundation left, bit his lip and lowered his head slightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The little Qilin looked at the results of his hard work coming to nothing, and was worried that Qingyun would be angry, so his voice was low and nervous.

"It's okay." Qingyun felt a little sorry, but the little Qilin was obviously careless. "I know you were careless."

Brother Long also raised his hand to touch the little Qilin's head to comfort him, then took off the building blocks that accidentally dropped on Qingyun, pointed at Qingyun's leg that was hit, with a conflicted expression on his face.

Qingyun thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "It bounced back onto me after I fell down. It doesn't hurt."

Brother Long was relieved. When the little Qilin heard this, he raised his head. Seeing that Qingyun did not look unhappy, the anxiety and guilt in his heart finally subsided a little.

"Then let's put these building blocks away." Qingyun dragged over the small bucket, picked up the building blocks and put them in it.

Little Qilin and Brother Long looked at each other and quickly went to clean up.

Brother Long finally put the bucket back to its original place. Qingyun took out the red envelopes from his pocket, which was a thick stack. He opened it and counted them.

Seeing Qingyun like this, Xiao Qilin became a little curious. He didn't care how much the red envelope was. Anyway, his mother would deposit the New Year's money into his card after the New Year.

Brother Long is already a big boy. He thinks it is not a good idea to count the New Year’s money as soon as he gets it, but his younger brothers and sisters are still young, so it doesn’t matter. He just doesn’t count.

Three hundred, Qingyun finished counting. All the New Year's money she had received since she was a child, combined, was never this much. Anyway, after it got into her hands, it would be quickly taken away by her parents.

Little Qilin had no idea about money. He felt that Qingyun liked it very much because she muttered a few words after counting it, put the money back into the red envelope very carefully, not being able to put it all in, and then she patiently put the money into her own pocket.

After Qingyun checked for the third time whether the money had fallen out of her pocket, Xiao Qilin spoke up: "Do you like this very much? I'll give it to you."

Little Qilin grabbed all the money that was counted in front of him and put it in front of Qingyun. He looked at Qingyun expectantly with his big eyes, and liked the way she accepted it.

Qingyun was silent for a moment. There were scattered coins in front of her and Xiao Qilin. It looked like they were living a life of extravagance and decadence, but she couldn't take the money.

"This is the New Year's money my father gave me, wishing you peace and health. You can't give it to others." Qingyun was worried that Xiao Qilin would give money to everyone he met, like the stupid son of a landlord.

The little Qilin tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Then I also wish you peace and health."

Qingyun frowned and put the money back in front of Xiao Qilin. "I received your blessing. It's in the New Year's money given by your aunt. This is my and my father's blessing to you."

Little Qilin understood what Qingyun meant, but he was still a little sad. "But I see you like this money very much, why don't you want the money I give to you."

Qingyun had a headache. Sometimes children were stubborn and said it was a headache. It was okay, she would explain patiently.

"I like money because I am short of money now, but I don't want Xiao Qilin because what Xiao Qilin gave me is his own New Year's money. New Year's money is a blessing. I hope this blessing can be used on Xiao Qilin himself. I hope Xiao Qilin is healthy and happy."

Qingyun explained it very clearly, and Xiao Qilin immediately became happy, but frowned again the next moment, "But I only have New Year's money, and I don't have any other money to give to Xiao Qingyun."

Qingyun was also in a dilemma. She had originally planned to borrow some money from Xiao Qilin. She roughly calculated that she would need at least five million to make a movie. It was not expensive to hire actors now, but she could not shoot it all on real scenes, and it would cost a lot of money in post-production.

Qingyun now has three million in his hands, which were given by Feng Huayang and Wen Geyin. He also has some gold, but it would be a big loss to sell it now.

She could also ask her father for a loan, but she wanted to try to get investment because her father was her backer. If that didn't work, she would ask her biological son for money.