Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

"This morning, there was a voice that sounded very much like Sister Lianlian. She called Wen Mosheng. Wen Mosheng asked me to answer the phone." Feng Qin said with jealousy. "Guess what she said. Wen Mosheng almost drove his car into the ditch after hearing what she said."

"Ah?!" Feng Li was surprised. She sat up and asked, "What did she say?"

Feng Qin began to act out his acting with great emotion: "Hello, I'm Wen Mosheng's fiancée, let him answer the phone! Swish - Wen Mosheng's car swerved to the side and braked."

"Fortunately!" Fengli patted his chest: "What do you say?"

"Hey, where did you come from? You are talking nonsense. If you are his fiancée, who am I?"

"Oh! No wonder she came to my side this morning looking for you everywhere! In the end she came back disappointed. It seems you have met a strong enemy." Feng Li smiled and lay down.

"What should we do then?" Feng Qin was anxious. She seemed to have lost her own opinion.

"Don't ask others what to do when you encounter a problem. The person in front of you is your sister. If it were someone else, she would take advantage of you. When you encounter a problem, you must find a way to solve it yourself. Otherwise, you will encounter difficulties in the future."

"When you encounter difficulties, you can't always ask others to help you solve every problem. Others have no obligation to help you. If they are willing to help you, they have a purpose. When you encounter these things, you can only deal with them as they come. Just be cautious. For your future happiness, you have to work hard."

Feng Qin nodded: "Then, where is my poem!"

"Write it to me now! I'll help you revise it."

Feng Qin looked at the door, then the window, and then looked up at the roof: "Look at the door, look at the window, look at the roof, think about the past, think about the future, and think about you."

Fengli smiled and said, "Okay, this is a simple poem, but it needs to be polished or compressed, and the excess should be cut off! The obvious additions that are not enough to express the mood should be added. It will be a romantic love poem."

Then she revised hers. She thought about the secular gate that separated him and Liu Duan. She could only open the window and secretly look at the white moonlight hanging in the sky. She didn't know how to express her admiration, love and longing for him in her heart. She only hoped that the clouds and breeze in the sky would send her deep longing to Liu Duan in his dream to let him know her feelings.

Lock the door and let people meet,

I opened the window and saw the white moonlight quietly.

The breeze from the roof brings clouds,

Send my longing to him in my dreams.

"Ah? Sister, how do I do this? It's too difficult." Feng Qin looked at his sister's revisions. Hers were full of emotion while his own were simple and straightforward. Just like drinking boiled water.

Feng Li nodded: "You can use a template! For example, you can memorize a poem from childhood, and then modify it to become a new poem!"

"Then I'll give it a try." He felt that he had no choice but to follow suit. He took out his phone and revised Quiet Night Thoughts on WeChat. She kept revising it, and an hour passed. Finally, she finished the revision. It was quite smooth to read it quietly.

"Sister, sister! I've finished writing it. How do you think it is?"

Fengli had already fallen asleep. She hurriedly woke her sister up and said, "Sister, help me take a look! How is my writing?"

"You haven't slept yet? What time is it?" Feng Li's eyes seemed unable to open.

"Hey, can you help me take a look? Look before you go to sleep."

"Then you read it, I'm so sleepy!" Feng Li stretched lazily.

"There is a river in front of my door, where does it flow to? My thoughts are flowing to where you are."

Fengli turned over and said, "Well! If you have made progress, go to sleep!"

"Really!" Feng Qin was very happy: "Then I'll put on another one and another one."

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The next day, Wen Mosheng came and they discussed how to make this concert better and get more rewards.

"Well, this time my dad's old friend brought a lot of foreigners here. I'm worried that the lead singers this time will probably all be foreign songs."

"That doesn't matter!" Fengli is a hodgepodge, with a calm expression and is not surprised by anything.

"But I am only good at singing English songs, what should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to be good at your own thing. I'll do the rest." Feng Li twisted her waist and did finger dance in the corridor courtyard. Wen Mo was stunned. This woman could attract him no matter where she was!

On the contrary, Feng Qin felt pressured. She was not a very outgoing girl and rarely performed for others. Now that she heard that many foreigners were coming, she felt inexplicably nervous.

Feng Lianlian suddenly rushed into the corridor. "I want to join in too!" She found Wen Mosheng's Lamborghini parked at the gate of Fengli House early in the morning. She loved beautiful women so much that she sneaked into the house to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Feng Qin watched Feng Lianlian transform the pressure into anger: "What are you doing here?" The short woman was still fiddling with her slender figure, and said calmly: "Do you know what we are going to do? Don't make trouble!"

Feng Lianlian imitated the singing girl on TV, swaying her body and singing: "The south wind brings coolness, the nightingale sings sadly, the flowers at the end of the month are all dreaming, only the tuberose reveals its fragrance..."

Wen Mosheng frowned: "Oh, I see. Yesterday morning I was driving and called the person who said he was my fiancée, right?"

Feng Lianlian paused awkwardly after hearing this, and suddenly raised her head: "That's right! Wen Mosheng, I, Feng Lianlian, like you and have decided to pursue you. This is aboveboard and there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

"Just chase her if you want, why do you say she is his fiancée? Our car almost flipped into the river." Feng Qin said angrily and sat down on the stool.

"Ah——" Feng Lianlian opened her mouth wide in shock: "Yesterday, it was you who answered the phone? No wonder I thought it was Feng Li!"

Seeing Wen Mosheng's serious expression, Feng Lianlian walked up to him and apologized like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, Wen Mosheng, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to invite you for a cup of coffee. You said you would call me, and I waited and waited for several months. So I was anxious, and I didn't expect to scare you! I'm sorry! To make up for my mistake! Please let me attend the song request party!"

Then she picked up the teapot on the table and added tea to the stranger: "Don't worry, I am determined to participate and don't want anything else. Please be kind! Please!" She was determined to get close to Wen Mosheng. Nothing else was worth mentioning.

Feng Qin was extremely anxious. This Feng Lianlian was really a thief. What should she do now? She secretly glanced at Wen Mosheng, hoping that he would not give her any chance. No, it should be said that she would not give her any chance to get close to him!

But Wen Mosheng nodded: "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity! But for the singing party, I only need two people! So I have to choose between you and Feng Qin!"

"Huh?!" Unexpectedly, Wen Mosheng actually gave him a chance, Feng Qin was so angry that he stood up from the stool. After all, Feng Qin was less than 20 years old, and psychologically he was a little naive.

Feng Lianlian nodded after hearing this. After all, he was nearly ten years older than Feng Qin. Old ginger is still spicy, right? Could a little girl like Feng Qin be his opponent? Her self-confidence gradually increased like boiling water.

"Choose me, choose me! I promise to impress you!" She immediately recommended herself confidently.

Wen Mosheng reached out his hand to stop her from moving forward: "Then you have to show me what you are capable of, so that I can choose you?"

Feng Lianlian twisted her body twice and said, "Then tell me what kind of singer you need?"