Could it be that the flowers that are carefully cared for and cultivated will be taken away by Yan Hui, the boy who is in the flower pot one day?
In the sunset, Feng Hao's handsome face was suddenly shrouded in a layer of dark clouds. That might be the depression that every father with a daughter would feel!
Xia Yucheng glanced at him secretly, saw his charming silhouette, and also saw his unhappy expression. She thought he was angry with him, so she turned her head and became even more unhappy.
Little May, who was sandwiched between them, jumped around, of course, she didn't know that her parents had fallen into a subtle state, and she was still happily holding their hands and walking forward.
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At night, when May fell asleep, Xia Yucheng thought of Feng Hao's expression just now and simply went to bed beside her daughter.
I don't know how long it took, but she felt like she was being picked up.
"you……"
"Shh! Just say softly..." Feng Hao took her back to their bedroom. In the room, Muzi had already laid the bed.
"What are you doing?" The woman who was put down was a little angry and stared at him coldly, "I want to sleep with my daughter tonight!"
When Muzi saw that the situation was not good, he quickly bowed and bowed out.
"My daughter has to develop independence since she was a child. She is the eldest daughter of the Feng family and must have a certain responsibility. Moreover, you asked me to leave the most proud thing to her. If she wants to get and inherit it, she will still
It takes more effort and more hardship." Feng Hao turned off the light in the bedroom, leaving only a small desk lamp.
The light in the room softens and shadows are slim.
"What did you say? Why do you have to endure hardship?" When talking about her daughter's future, Xia Yucheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous, her face was not good-looking, and under her curved eyebrows, her big watery eyes were full of doubts.
"not understand?"
"What do you understand? You can't use up your money for several lifetimes, and I have that much money..."
Feng Hao raised her chin with his hand and said with a smile: "Chengcheng, I remember you donating all your money to do charity."
Xia Yucheng bit her teeth and said, "Then your money is enough for her to spend. I don't want her to suffer any hardship."
"Is that true?" Feng Hao stood up and took the cakes placed on the low cabinet. "If this is the case, you have to work hard."
"What do you want to do? I'm not hungry!" Xia Yucheng looked at him picking up a piece of cake, and his body involuntarily flashed to the side, "You like it, eat it slowly, don't take it over, it will stain the bed sheets.
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Feng Hao curled up the corners of his lips meaningfully and smiled softly: "I'm hungry!"
He sat down beside her with one hand, his fingers wrapped around her neck, and inserted them upwards into her hair, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Still angry?"
She looked at him, and the mood on the boy's face was as melancholy as she couldn't understand, because of the depth she couldn't understand. So she shook her head and said softly: "No!"
Feng Hao's mouth gently raised, and he reached out to take out a gray velvet jewelry box from under the pillow. After opening it, he held a beautiful shiny star-shaped diamond necklace on his fingers. This necklace is more common than usual.
The necklace is a little longer, and it shines with charming light under the light.
"Very beautiful!" Xia Yucheng liked the stars very much, both before and after amnesia, so when she saw this chain, she couldn't help but admire her from the bottom of her heart.
"One unique, specially customized for you. I just sent it here today and I'll wear it for you!"