Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The wooden window was opened, and the spring breeze blew up the white gauze curtains. Qingyun put his face on Feng Huayang's shoulder, looking a little unhappy.

Feng Huayang also grew up as a child. Although he didn't know Qingyun's specific situation, he could guess a little bit. It was nothing more than the irrepressible comparison between children.

"Hey, Huayang brought the child here?" Just when Feng Huayang was trying to enlighten Qingyun, a teasing remark came, but there was no malice in it.

Qingyun looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, plump woman walking towards him with an inexplicable smile on her face. In her arms was a little girl with two buns in her hair.

The little girl is chubby, with a rosy face, red lips and white teeth. Her eyes are round like two obsidians, and she is so cute.

Seeing such a little girl, in fact, any discerning person can tell which one is the one who was truly raised in a wealthy family. That little girl is not at all stage-shy. When she smiles, two dimples appear. Her voice is sweet and soft, and she greets everyone one by one.

Qingyun felt a little embarrassed. She was not a simple child and could naturally tell the difference, but she couldn't be too petty and embarrass Feng Huayang. She had to force herself to appear well-behaved and quiet.

Feng Huayang naturally felt Qingyun's unnaturalness, and felt even more distressed. In Feng Huayang's eyes, Qingyun was naturally the best girl, but others would not be partial to her, so he naturally had his own considerations in his heart.

This can't go on, otherwise Qingyun doesn't know what people will say about him.

"When I have nothing to do, I take my little girl out to see the world. We are too busy, so I asked A Yin to help take care of her for a few days. She has been spoiled by him." Feng Huayang said in a calm tone, and his eyes were full of doting when he looked at Qingyun.

"It's the first time for the three of us to take care of a child. We really don't know what to do. Mrs. Zhou, please teach us if you have time."

Qingyun was very touched and put her little face against Feng Huayang's face, which warmed Feng Huayang's heart. Every little girl is a treasure, how can she not be adorable? You can show off if you want, but don't pull her down.

After saying that, Feng Huayang saw the woman behind Madam Zhou who was wearing a green floral dress and had two ponytails. She curled her lips and smiled gently.

"Oh, this girl seems to be the heroine in that movie. She's really pretty. Her name is Zhou. What's Zhou's name?"

Mrs. Zhou's mouth twitched slightly, but she quickly suppressed her unhappiness and said in a neutral voice, "It's my niece, Zhou Congying. I brought her here to relax."

"Mrs. Zhou is a good elder and is very kind to the children." Feng Huayang complimented her again, but it sounded sarcastic no matter how he listened to it.

Although our Qingyun is not a legitimate child, she is better than the child of a mistress. Besides, Fu Shengyu has no plans to remarry and have children. What's the difference between her and the children present here? She just suffered for three years outside.

The tension between the two people was enough for the others to watch. If the illegitimate child was really involved, this tea-picking party would be ruined.

As the organizer of the party, Zhong Lingxiu naturally couldn't let the topic continue, so she quickly came over to smooth things over, saying, "Everyone in Fengzhou knows that Madam Zhou is the most generous and kind, and her two sons are both of good character. I heard that the eldest young master is going to study in the Kingdom of Jin."

When talking about her eldest son, Mrs. Zhou's smile became sincere, full of pride and boasting, "Hey, he can't continue studying in China, so I had to let him go abroad to see and broaden his horizons."

"Madam, you are too modest. If my son works half as hard as the eldest master, I will go to the temple to make a golden statue of Manjushri tomorrow." Another lady at the side also came to flatter.

"Oh, Miss Zhou is well now, right? I heard that her illness was quite serious, and my daughter was worried for a long time." Another lady quickly pulled her daughter to the front, "Zhenzhen, haven't you been talking about your sister all the time?"

The collar of the little girl who was pulled out was a little crooked. She was scared of being stared at by everyone and kept trying to shrink behind her mother.

"Tsk." Someone sneered and the situation suddenly became awkward. The lady didn't expect that something had happened after she had clearly taught him well before, so he failed now.

"Oh, Zhenzhen, why are you so stage-frightened? Our little girl should be more generous. Have you learned to be quiet like Miss Fu?" A Mrs. Liu nearby said shockingly. She really wanted to get close to the Zhou family, but her brother was in prison, and she couldn't do it step by step.

After these words were spoken, not to mention Feng Huayang's expression, even Madam Zhou's expression looked unhappy. She just wanted to flatter and show off her daughter, and she didn't really want to offend the dead Fufeng Fort.

"That's not true. I've seen you elders before, so of course I'm not afraid. If I didn't know you, I would probably hide in my arms and cry." No one dared to speak at this time, so Mrs. Zhou had to speak up.

"Mom, I'm here, don't be afraid, mom is here." The little girl was confused, but she could understand some of the words, and quickly responded in a baby voice.

The atmosphere became more relaxed with the interruption of the child, and several ladies quickly began to smooth things over with the little girl and change the topic.

Qingyun's side is very deserted. Although Qingyun doesn't really care about her own situation, her situation is a reflection of Feng Huayang and Fu Shengyu's situation.

Feng Huayang was still furious as he glanced coldly at Madam Liu. Feeling the sadness of the child in her arms, he felt very uncomfortable and even felt a little resentful towards Zhong Lingxiu.

It’s not that I think Zhong Lingxiu wants to make friends with both sides and invite her and Madam Zhou together, I just blame her for letting any fool in.

"Boss Feng, don't be angry. That woman is just a nouveau riche. She has no background at all, and yet she dares to laugh at our Xiao Qingyun." Feng Huayang also has good friends, so naturally someone came forward to help speak up.

Feng Huayang: I am even more angry. Does Fu Shengyu have a foundation? He is also a fool. You should scold that fool for having no brains!

The friend next to her pulled Mrs. Liu's sleeve, and Mrs. Liu reacted with an awkward smile.

The teahouse was already clearly divided, and Zhong Lingxiu was feeling quite confused. Little Qilin was young and didn't quite understand what the adults were saying, but he knew Qingyun was being bullied.

Qingyun is his favorite friend, and now he is being bullied at an event held at his home. Little Qilin naturally cannot turn a blind eye. Although he is too small to do anything to vent Qingyun's anger, he is not powerless.

"Mom, what should we do next? Go pick tea?" Little Qilin asked, looking up.

Zhong Lingxiu had already asked people to prepare everything, and they could go picking tea at any time, but given the current atmosphere, if they suggested going picking tea, she had no doubt that Feng Huayang would throw that Madam Liu directly off the mountain.