Chapter 3 I just like the feeling of working so hard to shoot, and having idols collapse at any time.

It's quite refreshing, but...

You have to be scheming, you have to make precise calculations, and you have to endure disgusting and annoying people and pretend to be snakes...

I feel tired just thinking about it!

The chance of rebirth is so precious, so she doesn't want to waste her time on someone she hates!

Anyway, most of her income from acting over the years has been donated.

What Jing Jinghui and his wife caught was just a drop in the bucket.

Let's think of it as repayment for her kindness in raising them.

After all, if she hadn't been adopted by them, she might have been tortured to death in the orphanage.

As my thoughts raced, the rental car had already stopped at the door of a high-end community.

Feng Yasong followed her memory to find the door of her house, but hesitated when she raised her hand to ring the bell.

Will returning so late disturb their rest?

and……

Although she has inherited the memory of the original owner, she has little experience in getting along with family members, and she rarely even acts in family scenes.

Suddenly there is a pair of parents who love her and love her, which makes her quite panic...

How about finding a hotel to stay at tonight and studying how the original owner gets along with his parents, and then come back tomorrow?

Before Feng Yasong could turn around, the door was opened with a bang.

Her mother, Zhao Xuesong, leaned sleepily against the door frame, her voice once again pleased: "It's dark and I still know how to go home. It seems that my brain is really not broken~"

Her father, Feng Jiqing, nodded solemnly: "I'll try next time to see if she will come back to the house when it rains."

Ode to Fengya: "..."

"Dad, mom, I -"

Before he could finish his explanation, he was interrupted by a protest from his stomach:

Gulu——

Gululu——

Guluulu——

The sound got louder and louder, Feng Yasong's ears felt hot with embarrassment, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

This confused look made Zhao Xuesong laugh, took her little hand and pulled her into the house.

While wiping her hands with a towel scalded with hot water, he directed Feng Jiqing: "Hurry up and cook the little wontons you made. Don't starve the child."

Feng Jiqing doesn't talk much, but his execution ability is super strong.

Within three minutes, a steaming bowl of chicken soup wontons was brought to Feng Yasong.

The wontons have thin skin, big fillings, and the chicken soup is delicious and golden.

Served with seaweed, dried shrimps and chopped green onion, it will leave a fragrant aroma in your teeth and cheeks after one bite, and you will feel overflowing with happiness!

Feng Yasong drank two large bowls with tears in her eyes.

After all the fatigue and hunger from running for a day were gone, he patted his belly and asked Zhao Xuesong belatedly: "Mom, didn't you ask me what I was doing during the day?"

Zhao Xuesong shook his head and said in a very open tone: "Do you have anything to ask?"

"You are already an adult and have your own privacy and freedom. Mom can't control everything like before."

"As long as you are responsible for your words and deeds, do not break the law or violate discipline, you can do whatever you like and just go home when it gets dark."

…

Until she finished taking a shower and lay down on bed, Feng Yasong's mind was still full of disbelief.

Is this how a pampered young lady from a wealthy family is treated?

When I got home in the middle of the night, there were no questions, no insults, and no corporal punishment.

There were only hot towels handed over by my mother and small wontons in chicken soup cooked by my father.

Woohoo, I’m so happy!

With such divine treatment, she would choose to go back for revenge after losing her mind, and continue to get involved with the rotten family of her adoptive parents.

In her previous life, she had no father or mother, so she was dependent on others and had no choice in many things.

In order to prevent a mental breakdown, she could only paralyze herself.

Focus on studying before the age of 18, and act seriously after the age of 18.

Family affection and love have nothing to do with her.

As long as she is immersed in her dreams wholeheartedly, she will not feel lonely when "the lights are on, the food is fragrant in the neighborhood, and the family walks hand in hand on the street."

But in this life, she has a family that can ensure that she has enough food and clothing throughout her life, and she has parents who regard her as a treasure.

The dream of a Grand Slam Best Actress has long been realized.

She just wants to slow down, enjoy life, and...

Get lots and lots of love.

With a new life goal in mind, Feng Yasong fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon the next day.

After a simple wash, Feng Yasong went downstairs and saw three dishes and one soup already set on the dining table.

Zhao Xuesong was stretching out of the room, looking like he had just woken up.

Feng Jiqing was nowhere to be seen. He must have gone to the company.

When the couple was young, they liked their two-person world, so the nanny they hired would clean the house and leave after cooking, and the salary would still be paid.

This habit is still used today.

Feng Yasong shouted sweetly: "Good morning, mom~"

Then he skipped to the restaurant and helped with bowls and chopsticks.

Zhao Xuesong's attentive look was particularly helpful, and she replied with a smile: "Morning."

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Feng Yasong nodded obediently.

"Have everything been packed?"

Feng Yasong was mid-nodding when she suddenly became confused: "What is it?"

Zhao Xuesong had long been accustomed to her being careless.

He took a mouthful of food with a calm expression and said, "What else could it be? Of course it's your luggage!"

This time Feng Yasong was even more confused.

All I can think about is: Why do you want me to pack my luggage when everything is fine?

Don’t you think that she is already an adult and it’s time to learn to be independent, so you should kick her out of the house and become self-reliant?

Oh no, no! She hasn’t enjoyed enough of the warmth of family!

Feng Yasong was wailing in her heart, and she saw Zhao Xuesong's face filled with disgust: "What's that expression on your face?"

"I'm just giving you a variety show. I'm not trying to sell you out. There's no need to show too much sadness."

When the word 'variety show' was mentioned, Feng Yasong finally had the corresponding memory in his mind.

About a week ago, a fan of Zhao who was a fan of so-and-so’s house collapse, Cedar Fan’s house collapsed again on countless walls.

Feng Yasong just complained briefly during her emo:

"I told you that the idols sold nowadays are all character designs, and the actual products and packaging are seriously inconsistent. If you don't listen, you're broken again, right?"

Then Zhao Xuesong, who was so angry, called him into the upcoming talent show.

He said unconvincingly: "It's okay to chase other people and end up ruining your house. I'll just spend money to help you debut and chase your head office, right?"

After all, she has no control over other people's children's private lives, but she still has the right to interfere with her own children's private lives.

If you dare to mess around outside, her legs will be broken!

At that time, Feng Yasong had not realized the seriousness of the problem and showed no care for her threats:

"If you want to give me pocket money, just put it into my card. There is no need to go through the draft and spend so much money on shooting. You may not make your debut in the end."

And Zhao Xuesong: "I don't!"

"I just like the feeling of working hard and spending money to invest. After my idol is finished, he may not be able to debut, and the house may collapse at any time after debuting!"

This feeling of wasting money was so damn fascinating to her!
Chapter completed!