Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The streets are a bit deserted on weekdays. There are fewer pedestrians but there is a greater sense of atmosphere, not like in the scorching summer.

There is a big banyan tree planted at the intersection in front of the entertainment city. It is said to have a history of hundreds of years. The government considered for a long time and decided to preserve it.

The chirping of cicadas in the morning is also very irritating. Some people are already using sticks to catch fish under the tree. In the evening, they light a little fire to add another delicious dish.

The overall building of the entertainment city is grey, which is said to be highly malleable and looks grand.

Qingyun was too lazy to listen to these high-sounding words, and would rather talk about some gray transactions.

Entering Fu Shengyu's shop, there are two floors. Fu Shengyu said that the downstairs is a bar and the upstairs is for singing, which is a KTV. He said that we can sing downstairs and get free drinks if we sing well.

Qingyun didn't understand why an arms dealer would do this. It might be just one of his little dreams. It wasn't her money that was spent, so she had no say.

"The facilities here are good. We can come here to sing when the time comes. Father is tone-deaf, so please don't laugh at him." Fu Shengyu whispered in Qingyun's ear.

"Okay." Qingyun certainly wouldn't laugh at him, because she herself was tone-deaf and could clearly hear that she was out of tune. That feeling of powerlessness, wow.

After looking around the decoration in the store, Fu Shengyu took Qingyun to the mall to have a look. When visiting someone's home, he had to bring a small gift.

When Qingyun goes shopping, he likes to look around, then judge things secretly, and finally leave in a carefree manner.

But it’s different when Fu Shengyu follows behind her. Fu Shengyu will assume that she likes the things she looks at for a few more times, and then pay for them.

Qingyun now knew the lesson. She looked at the half-filled trunk full of dolls, hairpins, hair ties, etc. She just wanted to make a judgment.

"Do you want to pick another one for Zaizai?" Fu Shengyu closed the trunk. He was still a little reluctant. Qingyun's surprised expression was so cute.

Qingyun is still very enthusiastic about picking gifts for her friends, although she thinks it is a bit strange that she and Zaizai become friends since they don't spend much time together.

I picked a purple stuffed bunny and a gift bag, but it still felt a little empty.

"Let's buy a small bouquet of flowers and put it in later," Qingyun suggested.

"Okay."

There is no rush to buy flowers, they need to go find that delicious noodle shop first.

The noodle shop is located at the entrance of an old alley. The sign hanging on the wall is covered with dust. The chef in the shop is kneading dough, and the aroma of stewed bone soup wafts to the face.

"Boss, give me two bowls of beef noodles, with chopped green onions and coriander." Fu Shengyu ordered the order skillfully, then pulled Qingyun to sit at the second table on the left.

The tables were old but clean, without the sticky feel of some shops. The wall paint was also peeling a bit, and you could see the red bricks covered with cement inside.

"Young man, bring your daughter here to eat noodles?" The old master who was kneading the dough turned around and asked with a smile.

"Yes, the craftsmanship here is very good."

"I didn't expect your daughter to be this big. I'll give her more beef this time."

"Thank you, master."

As the aroma of the bone soup became stronger and the master had finished pulling the noodles, a few more customers came into the store. They greeted us warmly and became regular customers of the store.

In a few minutes, Qingyun's noodles came up, steaming hot, with a thin layer of beef slices on top.

Qingyun couldn't wait to take a bite. The soup was salty and fresh, a very rich bone broth, the noodles were chewy, and the beef slices were very thin and delicious with the soup.

This is a very simple and delicious taste. It is not as delicious as what is described in the food channel. The taste of this bowl of noodles will give you a sense of déjà vu, maybe it is the bowl of noodles cooked by your mother on your birthday, or it is also like the mouthful you slurped hurriedly on the way to school.

It’s not amazing, but it’s simple and will last a long time. I should eat this bowl of noodles today.

Fu Shengyu ate very seriously. There was only a fan in the store, and he was so hot that there were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

After they finished eating, Fu Shengyu took out twenty yuan from his pocket and put it at the bottom of the bowl, then took Qingyun away.

"Isn't it seven yuan a bowl?" Qingyun remembered that the sign outside said that the signature beef noodles were seven yuan a bowl.

"Yes, but the master helped me. His son is in high school and he is in need of money."

"Besides, he gave us more beef." Fu Shengyu picked up Qingyun, spun him around, and put him down again. "Let's go buy some flowers."

There is a flower shop not far away. There is a promotion today. If you pass by, you can get a free pink balloon. You can tie it with flowers or just take it away.

Qingyun inexplicably liked the balloon and she slowed down at the door.

"Do you want a balloon? You can go and try it." Fu Shengyu let go of Qingyun's hand and encouraged him.

Normally Qingyun wouldn't dare to do that, but today she didn't know where she got the courage from. She went in. The store had a strong scent of flowers, basically roses, which was a little choking. It wasn't ruled out that it was a psychological reason.

"Little boy, what's wrong?" The elder sister who was wrapping flowers stopped what she was doing.

"Are you still sending balloons now?" She was brave then, but now she is timid. Qingyun felt her face getting hot and she really wanted to escape.

"Sorry kid, we've run out of balloons this morning."

Hearing this, Qingyun calmed down instead. She thanked him calmly, then controlled her pace and walked out slowly.

As soon as she came out, she couldn't hold it in anymore. She didn't feel wronged nor did she want to cry, she just felt ashamed and wanted to hide herself.

She will be like this no matter how old she is. The fortune teller's horoscope was right. Subconsciously, she really is a person who cares a lot about face.

Fu Shengyu squatted down, caught the small shell, and then stood up in one go.

"Qingyun, you are so brave today."

"It's a pity that we are late. It doesn't matter if we missed it, and it doesn't matter if we were rejected." Fu Shengyu has a lot of life experience. When he saw Qingyun coming out empty-handed, he guessed what the reason was.

He held Qingyun in his arms and walked slowly along the road, giving Qingyun time to digest his emotions.

"Qingyun, if you keep burying your head in sadness, you will miss the next balloon." Fu Shengyu stopped in front of a convenience store.

Qingyun still kept her head down and said nothing. She was the real ostrich.

"Boss, do you sell balloons in your store?" Fu Shengyu didn't insist on asking Qingyun to face it right away, so he asked the boss at the door.

"Yes, 50 cents a bag." The boss brought up the basket and grabbed a bunch of them out.

"Qingyun, choose a color you like." Fu Shengyu patted Qingyun's back gently.

Qingyun mustered up her courage and showed one eye to choose. She stammered in a muffled voice, "I want the pink one."

"Two packs of pink ones." Fu Shengyu took out another banknote from his pocket, and while waiting for the change, he handed both packs of balloons to Qingyun.

"Give me some of that string."

"Okay, one cent a stick, how about ten?"

"Row."

After they walked under the shade of the tree with the things, Fu Shengyu put Qingyun down. She was still pouting and looked unhappy.

"Do you want to blow up a balloon?" Fu Shengyu opened the balloon and handed one to him, and he took the other one to blow.

After blowing it up, tying a knot, and tying the rope, Fu Shengyu handed the floating balloon to Qingyun, "Being rejected doesn't affect your ability to get the balloon, you see."

Qingyun took the balloon and held the rope, feeling a little shy, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Seeing her smile, Fu Shengyu also smiled, "Sadness is only temporary, the balloons are real, and it's not like that family is the only one that has balloons."

"Like it?"

"I like it." Qingyun loosened her grip slightly, watched the balloon jump up a bit, and then quickly grabbed the rope again. She stuck out her tongue shyly.

“The balloons are real.”

"Yes, balloons are real. Let's go buy some flowers."