The wind lives in this life policy

Ye Xiaofeng's home is not in City S, but City H, which is tens of kilometers away from City S. The distance between the two cities is not far, and it takes only two hours by car.Zhou Ning asked the company for a few days off this time, and personally drove his nephew back.

Not to mention Ye Xiaofeng, Zhou Ning was also afraid of her older sister, Zhou Qing.

I don’t know if Zhou Qing has read too much history or what. He looks like an old stereotype. People who are over 40 years old look like a 70-[-]-year-old lady, old-fashioned, unreasonable, and paranoid. .

On the other hand, Zhou Ning is fashionable, loves to dress up, shuttles among handsome men and beautiful women all day long, is less than 40 years old and lives more freely than 20-year-old young people, and has not married yet.

It doesn't look like Zhou Qing was born by the same mother.

Ye Xiaofeng refused to get a job after graduating from university, so he had to go to the capital to work as an assistant. Zhou Qing locked Ye Xiaofeng in the house and starved him for four days. If Zhou Ning hadn't arrived at the end, this nephew would probably be gone.

"Hey, I kept it from you..." Zhou Ning was referring to the fact that Ye Xiaofeng was injured and hospitalized twice before.

Ye Xiaofeng continued dejectedly, "Then why don't you keep the secret..."

Zhou Ning snorted, "Blame me?"

"Don't dare..." Ye Xiaofeng sat upright, with a flattering tone, "You must help me in a while, my mother is angry, and my relatives don't recognize me. I can live until now, thanks to my father and you Desperate to save..."

Zhou Ning glanced at Ye Xiaofeng's hand which was still in plaster. After all, he was his half-son, who came from a pet, how could he not feel distressed.

"You had an operation on New Year's Eve, and your father called you. It was An Yan's son who answered the call, and he told you about being beaten." Zhou Ning asked a few more words, "Tell me You, the boss is not young, and you are still worrying about people all day long. If there are a group of people there, you have to be a good person and do your best..."

"Yes yes yes..." Ye Xiaofeng bowed his head to be taught, "I will never be so impulsive again."

Zhou Ning swallowed, "Okay, if your mother wants to blame you later, you just stand obediently and be scolded until she gets angry enough."

Ye Xiaofeng still didn't know how to deal with his mother, so he nodded quickly, "Don't worry, auntie."

"You..." Zhou Ning saw that his nephew had grown so big in a blink of an eye, and finally reached out and touched his head, "Just toss it to your heart's content, and you will be happy if you toss yourself out sooner or later!"

The car drove for more than half an hour, and finally arrived at the destination.

Ye Xiaofeng's home is located in the center of City H, which is the area with the highest housing prices in the entire City H. Ye Xiaofeng's father, Ye Yonglin, works as the head chef in the most famous and luxurious six-star hotel in this city. Not only that, he is also very famous. I was invited to appear on TV, and now as a resident guest, I made a lot of money and bought a small building in the most prosperous area.

Although this small building is located in a busy city, it is quiet in the middle of the bustle. The developer spent a lot of money to plan a large artificial lake. In the reinforced concrete of City H, he forcibly opened up a quiet side to plant shade. woods.

The car slowly drove into the private residential area, passed through the shade of trees, drove across the artificial lake, and finally stopped in front of a small building.

Due to the status of Professor Zhou Qing and his years of studying ancient Chinese culture, the decoration always chooses the Chinese style, with terraces and gardens, carved corridors and eaves, with a leisurely and beautiful ancient charm.

But Ye Xiaofeng didn't like it very much, he didn't seem to be popular at all, and protested for several days at the beginning of the renovation.

Just as he was about to ring the bell, the door opened first. It was Ye Xiaofeng's father.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not time for dinner yet. Ye Yonglin finished his work in the kitchen, and when he received the news that Zhou Ning was going to send Ye Xiaofeng home in the afternoon, he immediately ran home to welcome his son.

In the blink of an eye, they hadn't seen each other for almost a year, and there was no time to say anything, Ye Yonglin hurriedly dragged people back into the house.

"Where's Mom?" Ye Xiaofeng scanned around but saw no one.

"Your mother is back at school today."

"Back to school? Isn't it winter vacation?"

"It's winter vacation. She went back to the information and said that she would be back before dinner." Ye Yonglin helped carry the luggage to Ye Xiaofeng's room upstairs.

Zhou Ning looked at his busy brother-in-law, shook his head helplessly, and teased Ye Xiaofeng, "You dad, you really are..."

"Really what?"

Ye Xiaofeng took an orange from the table, and peeled it vigorously with one hand to cover the skin, but Ye Yonglin, who had just come downstairs, saw this scene, and hurriedly shouted, "Leave my son alone, Dad will peel it for you!" After speaking three steps and making two steps, he ran over, snatched the orange from Ye Xiaofeng's hand and peeled it for his son.

Ye Xiaofeng was speechless, "...Dad, I'm not disabled."

"I know, doesn't this tell you to move less and touch less? I have inquired about it. People with broken bones have to rest and let the bones grow back. Don't worry, Dad has stewed a big pot of bone soup for you. You can use it as water at night." Drink it all up."

"..."

"Okay, you can eat." Ye Yonglin shoved the orange into his son's hand, "I'll get you something to eat, are you hungry on the way back?" As he spoke, his voice disappeared into the kitchen in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xiaofeng twitched the corners of his mouth, ate the orange, pulled his aunt and asked in a low voice, "I don't understand, how could my mother fall in love with my father? Oh no, why would my father want my mother?"

"That's what you said..." Zhou Ning rewarded him with a chestnut, "Complementary personalities, do you understand?"

Ye Xiaofeng chuckled, thinking of Feng Ce inexplicably, and wondered if there was something complementary between himself and Feng Ce.

While thinking, he took out the remote control from under the coffee table and turned on the TV.

It just happened to be such a coincidence that the TV series "Kongminglu", which was broadcast in the first half of the year, was showing on TV. Ye Xiaofeng watched it carefully for a while, and regrettably found that there was no scene of Feng Ce appearing in this episode.

"By the way, when will we talk about the advertisement?"

"The day after tomorrow." Knowing that Ye Xiaofeng likes to eat, Zhou Ning also peeled one for his nephew, "An Yan seems to be very optimistic about Feng Ce, and will sign for five years."

"Five years?"

Ye Xiaofeng was a little surprised.

Generally speaking, advertisers are only willing to sign an artist for one year, unless the artist is particularly popular, because the entertainment industry is too fluid, and no one can say whether the artist will still have commercial value in the second year, plus ten thousand If there is a bad scandal that affects the artist's development prospects, it is very likely that the profit will drop, so it is limited to one year.

But An Yan said five years.

Five years...Ye Xiaofeng was a little unconvinced, "So he believes in Feng Ce? Are you sure Feng Ce will be popular within five years?"

"It's a pity that you are so messed up in this line of work, can't you see through the doorway inside?"

Ye Xiaofeng didn't understand, "What way?"

"Have you forgotten what An Yan does?" Zhou Ning laughed at his nephew, "It's fashion design!"

"What happened to the costume design?"

Zhou Ning wondered if Ye Xiaofeng was fooled by the beating.

"Eat, use, huh, maybe because the stars are no longer popular, advertising loses its benefits, and profits drop...but the clothes are different..."

Zhou Ning patted Ye Xiaofeng on the shoulder and woke him up.

"Any piece of clothing is unique. If you fancy something, you won't die if you don't eat it. If you fancy something, you won't die if you don't use it. There are plenty of things that can be replaced... But if you fancy a piece of clothing, you can use any No other clothes can replace it."

Zhou Ning paused, "Perhaps Feng Ce gave An Yan this... irreplaceable and unique feeling."