Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Feng Huayang had just arrived at the party venue when he received the news that the matter had been resolved.

The tea mountains are covered with green leaves, and because of the water vapor, wisps of mist float in the morning. The rising sun shines on the dew on the green leaves, flashing tiny rays of light, like a fairyland.

Qingyun felt relaxed and happy at the first sight, and it was very suitable for Chang Jin to come and play. People should have more contact with nature, so that they can be open-minded and humble.

Feng Huayang glanced at Qingyun's raised face, bent down and touched her face and said, "Brother Jin is fine, your father is very powerful."

At the entrance of the tea mountain, a little girl in white clothes and green pants came to greet us with a warm smile on her face.

"Is it Boss Feng and Miss Fu?"

"Yes." Feng Huayang picked Qingyun up so that she could look at people at eye level.

"Our boss Zhong is cleaning up the teahouse and asked me to come and greet him as soon as possible."

Feng Huayang smiled and nodded, and went to the teahouse with her. Little Qilin had been looking at the door of the teahouse for a while.

"Qingyun!" Little Qilin ran over happily and called out to Feng Huayang, "Good morning, Aunt Feng."

"Good morning, little Qilin. I'll take Qingyun to see your mother first, and then you two can play together, okay?"

"I'll take you there." The little Qilin led the way, twiddling his legs. He was so happy that he looked like a puppy that wanted to swing its tail to the sky.

"Boss Feng is here. It's really rude of me not to greet him. Please take a seat."

"No, no, Boss Zhong is busy. I came too early."

"Hello, Aunt Zhong, it's Qingyun who wants to play with little Qilin."

Hearing Qingyun's words, Zhong Lingxiu smiled so much that her eyes narrowed. "Little Qingyun, you came really early. Have you had breakfast? Auntie has prepared some snacks."

"We've eaten, Auntie. Little Qilin and I are going to have a good meal." Qingyun answered in a baby voice.

"Yes, I promised Qingyun that I would eat well and set an example." The little Qilin puffed out his chest proudly. He has never skipped meals in the past few months and was just a little picky about food occasionally. This is a huge improvement.

Zhong Lingxiu was even happier, and looked around to find something to give to Qingyun, who was the best friend of her two sons. Although Zhong Ruichi was her nephew, she had been raising him for so many years, and he was no different from her son.

"Auntie, is there anything fun today? Isn't Brother Long coming to play?" Qingyun didn't see Brother Long around and was a little disappointed. She liked Brother Long very much and felt sorry for him.

Zhong Lingxiu sighed quietly and said, "Brother Long has to go to school today. I'll ask him to come and play with us next time. Today we'll pick tea leaves, make tea, and make snacks."

"Qingyun, can you also make snacks?" Qingyun was a little excited. She used up a lot of flour at home and made two beautiful cakes for Wen Geyin.

"Of course, Auntie will teach you and Little Qilin then, okay?"

Qingyun nodded seriously, "Okay, when Qingyun is done, I'll give a few pieces to Brother Long."

Zhong Lingxiu was even more delighted. What a good kid! He didn't discriminate against her child at all and was always thinking about him. Her motherly love was overflowing.

Little Qilin couldn't wait to drag Qingyun out to play. Feng Huayang and Zhong Lingxiu happened to have something to say, so he let them go out to play.

The teahouse has two floors and is made of wood. It was very humid in the mountains in the morning, so it was a bit slippery. Fortunately, the main walking areas were covered with brown carpets.

The teahouse is surrounded by camellia flowers, which are in full bloom at this time of year, with red and white flowers blooming all over the tree. Little Qilin wants to pull Qingyun over to see them.

There is an artificial lake behind the teahouse. The lake is very wide. At this time, the tea trees on the mountain are reflected in the water, making the lake rippling with green waves.

The most amazing thing is that there are two pink and white flower arrangements planted here. They have many petals, which are layered and very beautiful. Qingyun was attracted at once.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? These are the Eighteen Scholars. They are rare nowadays. This year it bloomed for the first time. Look, there is red underneath." The little Qilin was very proud. He had made up for his lack of knowledge and came here to show off.

"It's so beautiful." Qingyun couldn't help but touch it. The petals felt a little cool and very delicate.

"There are a few Marshal plants over there, their flowers look like hydrangeas, and they are also very beautiful."

Qingyun followed Xiao Qilin and listened to him slowly introduce the flower arrangements. The mandarin duck and phoenix crown was also very beautiful, and it was a very big flower, but her favorite was the Eighteen Scholars.

Walking to the last tree, it was a tree of white flowers. The flowers were very large, and the edges were somewhat golden. Qingyun suddenly thought of the butterfly noodles she had eaten. It was a bit like the pasta.

"This is the Phnom Penh Kona. This is my mother's favorite."

"It looks beautiful." Qingyun wanted to touch it again, but the tree was a little tall and the flowers were blooming high up, so she only touched two flower buds.

"Sister, please cut one off." Little Qilin turned around and said to the girl who had been following them.

"Okay young master."

The two children watched their sister cut the flowers eagerly, and then put them in Qingyun's little hands. After thanking her, Qingyun gently touched the small flower, and it was really golden.

"Let me put it on your head for you." The little Qilin was eager to try. He thought that beautiful flowers might look better on good-looking people.

Unfortunately, the flower is too big, and it won’t look that good when worn. It will probably make the face look smaller. Qingyun thought about it and shook his head, “This flower is for my aunt, I won’t wear it.”

"If you want to wear it, a boy's mask is the most suitable. The small flower looks delicate and pretty when worn." The girl behind suggested, and she also cut a small white flower and handed it to the little Qilin.

Little Qilin thought about it and it made some sense. Qingyun also thought that the little flower would look prettier when worn, so he asked Little Qilin to put the flower in her little bun.

"Qingyun, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than flowers." The little Qilin praised sincerely.

Qingyun's face turned red. The best thing in the world is the compliment from children, because children will never lie.

The blush on her cheeks made Qingyun even more adorable. Little Qilin clapped his hands and laughed, "So this is the lotus face that daddy talked about. Qingyun, you look like a peach blossom."

Hearing so many compliments, even though Qingyun had become much more confident during this period, he couldn't help but feel hot on the face. He became really shy and suggested sending the flowers back to end the compliments.

Qingyun gave Kona with a golden border, so Xiao Qilin wanted to give someone else a gift, so he cut a spotted Valentine's Day flower that looked like a tie-dyed red rose.

Little Qilin took Qingyun's hand and returned to the teahouse. There were already quite a few people inside, including several children who were about the same age as them. They probably took time off to come and have fun.

Qingyun was a little scared when she saw so many people. She didn't like many strangers, so she rushed to her aunt. Only when she smelled the faint fragrance of flowers did she feel at ease.

"Auntie, here's some flowers for you." There were so many strangers around, Qingyun's voice became softer. He held onto Feng Huayang's pants tightly and was really scared.

"Thank you Qingyun, it's so beautiful." Feng Huayang took the flower and kissed Qingyun on the cheek, then hugged her in his arms and patted her gently with one hand.

Over there, Zhong Lingxiu received the flowers sent by her son and smiled brightly and happily, causing people around her to praise little Qilin again and again.

Qingyun looked over quietly, feeling a little sympathy for the little Qilin being surrounded by so many adults, and a little envious of so many people paying attention to the little Qilin.