Feilun couldn't help but shook his head, thinking to himself: This bastard, buying two gifts, obviously planned it in advance. But this is a family matter, and he can't say anything.
On the other hand, Liang Muqing looked very fierce on the surface, but in fact she was very kind to her own brother. After a heavy blow, her hand strength weakened greatly.
When he arrived at the garage, he came to the Bentley Braaklands and Ferran said to Liang Zhiheng: "Okay, just leave your motorcycle here and take my car!" After saying that, he ignored the bastard, opened the door for Liang Muqing, and gestured.
"Please get in the car" gesture.
When the car was on the road, Feilun asked casually while driving: "By the way, Hengzi, is the birthday boy at the birthday party in the same class as you?"
Liang Zhiheng glanced at Liang Muqing next to him, hesitated for a moment and then said: "No...she got in the fifth grade."
Before Fei Lun could react, Liang Muqing suddenly glared. The Liang family had very strict rules, especially Liang Zuze, an old stubborn man who would never accept a granddaughter-in-law who was older than his only biological grandson. In other words, Liang Zhiheng's youth this time
In the end, the greatest possibility is that it will end without any disease.
Liang Zhiheng obviously knew this fact, so he hesitated when he spoke.
Inside the car, it became quiet for a moment.
Feilun sighed secretly and broke the silence: "Hengzi, show me the way. Where are we going?"
"Jiu Long Tang!"
After hearing this, Feilun was stunned, then whistled and said: "Oh, it seems that the girl you are interested in has a good family background!"
When Liang Zhiheng heard this, he was stunned.
The Hong Kong government began to develop Kowloon Tong in the 1920s. Therefore, in addition to the southern end of Hong Kong Island, Kowloon Tong is regarded as the earliest low-density residential area in Hong Kong and Kowloon. The area is mainly composed of villas, while retaining many
trees.
The birthday party of Liang Zhiheng's classmate Xi Fengyu was held in a villa and manor in the wealthy area of Kowloon Tong. As young ladies from a wealthy Hong Kong family, Liang Muqing and Liang Zhiheng naturally knew where this place was.
And this exactly illustrates the value of this villa park - although the houses here in Kowloon Tong are not as expensive as those in Repulse Bay, Deep Water Bay, they can only be owned by a particularly wealthy minority of Hong Kong people.
I have the financial resources to buy and live here. Ordinary Hong Kong people may only look up to a place like this for the rest of their lives.
When Feilun parked his car in the parking space outside the villa garden and turned into a small patch of coconut grove with winding paths on the artificial lake path in the garden of the Liang brothers and sisters, he discovered a red wall and green tiles in the middle.
"Huh?" Feilun chuckled lightly and praised: "The environment here is not bad!"
Liang Zhiheng quickly introduced: "Brother Fei, this villa park has only been developed for a few years and was built by Henderson Land."
Feilun suddenly said: "It turns out it was written by another old Li, no wonder!"
"Another Old Li?" Liang Zhiheng said in astonishment.
Fei Lun did not explain, but asked Liang Muqing: "How long do you plan to stay after the gifts are given?"
Liang Muqing was startled, but before she could say anything, Liang Zhiheng said first, "No matter what, I have to take a group photo before leaving, right? And it's you who are leaving, but I don't plan to leave?"
When Liang Muqing heard this, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to twist Liang Zhiheng's ears, but he avoided it smoothly. She had been pinched in the elevator and in the car before, all because he couldn't avoid it.
"We're just having a party, so what's the point of taking a photo?" Liang Muqing scolded, and stood there with her hands on her hips, refusing to leave.
Seeing this, Liang Zhiheng could only return to Liang Muqing to be pinched, and said with a bitter face: "Sister, Fengyu is also going to study at Stanford, and I admire you as a senior, so taking a group photo is not too much, right?"
Liang Muqing said without any pretense: "She's not a Stanford student yet, so why are you so anxious?" The implication was that she didn't take Xi Fengyu seriously.
That's right, Liang Muqing, who graduated from Stanford University with a double degree at the age of twenty, only had a monster like Jiang Jinglian to hold her down, so how could she fall in love with an average woman.
"Brother-in-law——" Liang Zhiheng knew that his elder sister was too high-minded and refused to agree, so he immediately called Feilun.
Feilun held his chest with one hand and held his chin with the other, and said to the point: "I think you 'betrayed' your sister in exchange for the opportunity to attend the party, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Liang Muqing's face changed slightly and she glared at Liang Zhiheng.
"Sister, Fengyu's party has limited places. If I can't even fulfill your small request of taking a photo with you, how can I have the nerve to come?" Liang Zhiheng said with a shy face.
When Liang Muqing heard this, she wanted to pinch Liang Zhiheng again. She raised her hand and saw his frightened expression but hesitated. When she saw this, Feilun vomited: "Well, you should remember it for a long time!"
"Ah——" Liang Muqing heard this and finally twisted it with her hands. Liang Zhiheng was so painful that his tongue stretched out.
The parting point was close at hand. After losing her temper with her little brother, Liang Muqing couldn't bear to turn around and leave. So the three of them finally walked through the coconut grove and headed to the villa where the party was held.
Before they walked in the door, they heard bursts of youthful and lively laughter coming from the courtyard of the villa, as well as the chirping and playing of girls. Feilun and Liang Muqing looked at each other and smiled, obviously attracted by the worry-free flower season and rainy season.
The carefree voice was infectious.
The door to the villa courtyard was open, and two waitresses wearing plain double-wrap skirts stood at the door. I don't know whether they were hired by the Xi family for a long time or were recruited temporarily. However, the two women were wearing trendy clothes.
Liang Muqing's eyes stayed for a long time.
Faylan, on the other hand, lost interest after a brief glance. After all, the appearance of the two waiters was just passable. As for the clothing, it was at most half a year to a year ahead of the current season. Compared with the new trends ten years later, it was
A country turtle.
It has to be said that with Phelan's fashion vision that is more than ten years ahead of his time, even if he is not capable of making a lot of money in the financial market, he can still provide some trendy clothing design concepts to famous brands like Armani and Versace, and still make a living.
When he walked in, he saw that Liang Muqing was still looking at the dress on the waiter's body. Liang Zhiheng couldn't help but said: "Sister, why don't I go back and help you contact a top fashion designer to make two sets for you!"
Liang Muqing was overjoyed and relieved. She was about to accept Liang Zhiheng's suggestion with a smile, but Feilun sneered: "Hengzi, even if I want to make a few sets of fashionable clothes for your sister, I can't just copy the style of the waiter's skirt.
Too arrogant."
"Ah!?" Liang Zhiheng responded in shock.
Liang Muqing also looked at Fei Lun with a puzzled look. She didn't understand how the clothes that were very fashionable in her eyes turned into "country bumpkins" in Fei Lun's eyes.
Feilun didn't explain much. He tugged on the casual suit he was wearing and said, "Hengzi, what do you think of the clothes I'm wearing?"
Liang Zhiheng looked left and right for a while, then curled his lips and said: "Brother-in-law, apart from the fact that it fits your body, it's nothing special!"
On the contrary, Liang Muqing saw something unusual in the lines of Fei Lun's clothes, and said in surprise: "Brother Fei, the lines of your suit are quite simple. You really can't tell if you don't look closely!"
Fearon shook his finger and said: "This is not called simplicity, but simplicity... Simple but not simple. My own design creativity, handmade by DG, the price is twice as expensive as ordinary handmade customization."
The Liang siblings were stunned when they heard this. DG's clothes are not cheap, and handmade custom ones are even more expensive. They still cost hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. If it is doubled again, wouldn't it cost millions?
Liang Zhiheng swallowed his saliva and asked, "Brother-in-law, how much does this casual outfit of yours cost?"
Fearon shrugged and said: "I didn't ask for money. In exchange for my design creativity, DeG gave me one million US dollars, plus a customization quota of twenty sets of clothing. I think it will probably be at DG's spring clothing conference next year.
, you can see my design creativity.”
When Liang Zhiheng heard this, he became completely stupid.
However, Feilun leaned close to Liang Muqing's ear and whispered: "Aqing, how about I ask Dolci and Gabbana to personally customize a few sets of long skirts or windbreakers I designed for you, 01 or something like that?"
After saying that, he explained to her what "low" means.
After Liang Muqing heard this, a flash of light flashed across her beautiful eyes, but her pretty face turned pale. She secretly spat and slapped Feilun a few times.
Just when Fei Lun was enjoying Liang Muqing's gentle caress and secretly having fun, an inappropriate and slightly childish male voice came in: "Sister Mu Qing is here? Please come in quickly, please come in quickly..."
…”
Liang Muqing was a little stunned. She looked around, and when she saw the person coming, a look of disgust suddenly flashed in her eyes. Naturally, Fei Lun saw every change in her expression, and he felt even more unhappy: Who the hell is this?
Didn't you see that I was picking up girls? You jumped out and got involved. You want a light in the toilet, right?
There was no apology for disturbing others. When the boy's eyes met with Feren's, he had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he deliberately showed a bit of aggression.
Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that Feren didn't look at him directly. Otherwise, the terrifying murderous aura that even ancient yoga masters couldn't stand would have directly driven this boy with slightly swollen eyes crazy.
Liang Zhiheng also saw clearly the boy opposite him who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and had hair gelled like Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers. He frowned and said, "Dai Yongran, why are you here at Feng Yu's birthday party?"
"Joke! Fengyu is my school girl, and your Liang family doesn't run this place. Why can't I come?" Dai Yongran looked at Liang Zhiheng with contempt, "Besides, you called me Fengyu too? Did she allow you to call her that?
?”
These words made Liang Zhiheng look extremely embarrassed, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute. When Fei Lun saw this, he didn't say anything. He just whispered a few words into Liang Zhiheng's ear. Liang Zhiheng immediately counterattacked: "Dai, you can say that
Too many, you called my sister’s name too? Did my sister allow you to call her that?”
When Liang Muqing heard this, she immediately gave Failun a flattering look. She knew that her little brother was good at academics, but lacked quick wit. Obviously, these words were taught by Failun, a "bad guy".
When Fei Lun saw Liang Muqing glance at him, he immediately gave him a very provocative look, but left Dai Yongran speechless. Dai Yongran, who was paying attention to Liang Muqing's reaction, was so angry that he finally held back his anger and put on a fake smile and asked: "
Sister Mu Qing, who is this big brother beside you?"