He casually took a common hairpin from his daughter's hand and broke it into a straight line. Father Feng reluctantly came to the door and touched the door lock.
Mr. Feng urged, "Move quickly."
Father Feng squatted down, inserted the hairpin into the door lock, and poked it left and right. I don't know how he did it. The door lock suddenly made a crisp sound.
"It's done." Father Feng sighed.
Feng Buyu looked at her father with admiration. She never knew that Father Feng had this skill. When she was free, she would have to teach her. It was so amazing that a hairpin was able to fix a locked door.
, it’s simply more exciting than acting in a movie.
Father Feng pursed his lips bitterly, and silently looked at his wife. He looked a little dazed. A hairpin and a door lock suddenly made him fall into the deepest part of his memory.
At that time, he was high-spirited and young, and his official position was the CEO of Feng Group. He was reluctant but had to force himself to take on the responsibility. His only hobby was the word 'stealing', and unlocking was not an issue.
He used his spare time to hang out for several years and managed to get a very famous name. What was his name? He couldn't remember...
Mother Feng quietly held Father Feng's hand and leaned her head gently on his shoulder. She and Father Feng were a young couple and had an unknown common memory. She understood Father Feng's emotions most clearly.
Mr. Feng crossed the crowd and pushed the door in politely.
He had to find out what kind of flowers Fengxing gave Qianxun.
If the curiosity of the elderly is not satisfied, they will suffer from insomnia.
For his health, he had to take a closer look.
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"Wow, so beautiful, so special." Feng Buyu covered her mouth and exclaimed, "God, my brother is so romantic, and my sister-in-law is so happy. If there is any man who treats me with such care in the future, I will marry, marry, marry.
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Mother Feng hugged her daughter funny and rubbed her hair.
Father Feng didn't come in. He hid at the door and took a look. He was still struggling with the moral issue of picking the lock on his daughter-in-law's door and refused to even step into the door.
Mr. Feng touched his chin, looked at it for a long time, nodded, and said with approval, "The boy has good taste."
The family filed out of the house, their curiosity was satisfied, and they went about their business.
Otherwise, what else can be done?
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On the table facing the sun, a large crystal vase was shining.
In the vase, the flowers are in full bloom, eye-catching and enchanting.
It was a bouquet of green peonies, as if carved from high-quality jade, with a touch of light green flowing between the textures of the petals.
Very special.
An unforgettable sight.
Green peony, flower language: life, expectation, light love, and sacrifice for no reason, all your life.
************Small Theater Qianxun's Love Luck "End"******************