Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Today, the accumulated water leading to the city was finally drained. I don’t know whether the government has any policies to deal with post-disaster reconstruction.

Feng Huayang rushed back overnight. Qingyun's serious illness had made Feng Huayang very worried.

"Auntie." Qingyun was so excited to see Feng Huayang that he even stopped listening to the mischievous ghost stories that he had been interested in recently.

"My darling, why have you lost so much weight?" Feng Huayang picked up Qingyun and kissed him hard twice.

Feng Huayang was attending a small banquet and was originally planning to come back tomorrow, but who knew that at the banquet, that group of people went up one by one to curry favor with Mrs. Zhou's actress niece.

She heard that all the questions were about Zhou Zizai, and she realized that Zhou Zizai also had a fever. No wonder Mrs. Zhou didn't come tonight. She thought she didn't think highly of such a small banquet.

But so many people were concerned about Zhou Zizai's illness, but Feng Huayang couldn't even be by her side to see her little daughter when she was sick. Naturally, she was unhappy.

Today's meeting is chaired by the deputy mayor, who is her cousin. She must be present. Isn't it to raise funds?

The Feng family must be represented by her eldest aunt to donate, and she must donate on behalf of Fufeng Fort.

In fact, Feng Huayang didn’t quite understand why they had to find a waterside pavilion to hold the banquet. After the heavy rain, the water in the pool was a little turbid and didn’t look good at all.

Feng Huayang discussed Mrs. Zhou with his close friends, and then analyzed that the flu might have been transmitted during the Spring Tea Party.

Zhou Zizai and Qingyun were the youngest people present and were infected immediately. However, Zhou Zizai's symptoms were much milder than Qingyun's. He only had a fever and no vomiting or diarrhea.

Feng Huayang felt even more unbalanced and cursed these people for being snobbish in his heart.

Then she saw Mrs. Zhou's niece Zhou Congying talking to a few people on the other side of the covered bridge. When she turned around, she heard a "splash" and Zhou Congying fell into the water.

The water in the pool was still a little cold at that time, and the people around panicked for a moment. No one went down to rescue her. It was not until Zhou Congying emerged from the water and called for help that a man jumped in to rescue her.

Zhou Congying was wearing a fishtail skirt today, and it was difficult for her to exert force on her legs. It took several people working together to pull her up. I don’t know if her arm was strained.

Zhou Congying looked very embarrassed. Feng Huayang felt that something was wrong. She thought her cousin was going to be treated badly by Zhou Yunsheng.

What followed was that Zhou Congying was shivering with cold and was sent to the hospital. Zhou Congying's father took advantage of the situation and only donated 1.5 million.

Both the Zhou and Feng families had agreed to donate two million. The Zhou family donated 500,000 less. Isn't that the deputy mayor's fault?

Feng Huayang came up with a plan and donated 1.5 million on behalf of Fufeng Fort, saying that the victims were really pitiful and donating more would be considered serving the country.

"Zhou Fangjin will definitely be scolded by his brother when he goes back." Feng Huayang hugged Qingyun and sat her on her lap and said, "Neither he nor Zhou Yunsheng has much brains to use."

Fu Shengyu and Feng Huayang started analyzing the situation, but Qingyun was trying to locate the time point. She asked where the flood came from, but she had never written about it. It turned out that it was a prerequisite for this small banquet.

Thinking about it this way, Qingyun regretted that he had only cared about his own pleasure and tried to save as much as possible on these things. He didn't expect that it would turn out to be such a small charity dinner.

"This Zhou Congying is also unlucky. A few days ago, when Wu Xuedai asked me about Qingyun's situation, she also revealed that she was the heroine of the new movie that Director Wu was planning to shoot. In order to ensure that everything went well, Zhou Fangjin even gave Director Wu a large investment."

After thinking for a while, Feng Huayang smiled again and said, "I guess this amount of money is not small. No wonder he took advantage of this issue today to deduct half a million yuan to enrich himself."

"It's a blessing for Boss Zhou to have such a brother." It was difficult for Fu Shengyu to find out these specific things as his wealth was still too meager. However, every time Feng Huayang shared with him, he felt that they were a family.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Feng Huayang felt that the little girl in his arms was breathing evenly, and hurriedly whispered: "Shh, Qingyun is asleep, I will carry her back to the room to rest."

Under the light, Feng Huayang had a gentle expression and slow movements, emitting a maternal glow. Fu Shengyu suddenly didn't dare to look directly at her and could only follow her in silence.

In the room, Feng Huayang put Qingyun on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and checked whether the window was closed before leaving.

It was the first time that Feng Huayang encountered such a focused gaze from Fu Shengyu, and he felt a little strange. “What’s that expression on your face?”

"I didn't think so before, but now I think you are very suitable to be a wife and a mother." Fu Shengyu said sincerely.

Feng Huayang laughed, his eyes moving, and he put his hand on Fu Shengyu's chest, his voice as gentle as water, "Really? Few people can discover this advantage of mine."

But for some reason, Fu Shengyu no longer felt the same excitement as before, and he hesitated and said according to his heart: "But now, I think you are a little strange."

Feng Huayang nodded, so he went to another place to talk.

It seemed inappropriate to have such ambiguous conversation in the study, so Feng Huayang took Fu Shengyu to the greenhouse that Qingyun liked very much.

Because we are indoors, although there is no sunlight, the flowers here are not as gorgeous as before, but under the moonlight they are more gentle and peaceful.

Feng Huayang leaned against the glass wall, the shadows of the flowers high above fell on her face, making her look noble and cool.

Both of them were silent, not knowing how to speak first. Fu Shengyu felt that as a man, he should take the initiative to break the silence. He thought about what had happened before and was a little confused.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Feng Huayang has always been satisfied with Fu Shengyu's reflective attitude. She smiled and said, "You know, I have real feelings for you, but unfortunately your feedback makes me a little disappointed."

Fu Shengyu knew it of course, but for so many years he always felt that Feng Huayang was his sister, his younger sister. Only tonight did he feel a little bit of love between a man and a woman.

Looking at the confused expression of the man in front of him, Feng Huayang sighed, "I think you just need a gentle, quiet wife who relies on you and takes care of Qingyun."

"It's not that I'm in love with Feng Huayang."

Fu Shengyu was even more confused. He was clearly moved tonight, so how could it not be Feng Huayang?

"I am resolute and decisive, capable and courageous. This is most of me." Feng Huayang still leaned lazily, looking directly at Fu Shengyu, "But I also have gentleness and patience, and the maternal nature that is unique to women. You feel the care of a loving mother and come close to me, not because you love me, but probably out of human instinct."

"Fu Shengyu, I like people to discover my unnoticed strengths, but I don't like being an object."

"I need a husband who is just like you, daring and hardworking, respecting the efforts of others, and who can consult and support me, and who can stand by me through thick and thin."

"You have always met these requirements before, but now I seem to have discovered what kind of wife you really need."

Feng Huayang sighed, "It's a pity, your voice is really to my taste."