Fu Yanxiao turned in from the corridor and saw Xiao Yisen squatting there, staring at something on the ground and sighing.
"Yi Sen?" Fu Yanxiao came closer and saw a bonsai in front of Xiao Yisen. It just fell over for some reason. Even the flower pot fell to pieces. He clicked his tongue strangely and said, "How do you put your treasure here?"
Was it broken?"
Xiao Yisen's most treasured things are these flowers and plants, which are even more important than the bloody horse in the racecourse. Now that a bonsai has been broken, no wonder he feels so distressed!
"If a dog or someone accidentally knocked him down, I would find the 'culprit' and punish him to vent his anger. But this person was knocked down by the wind, and I have no place to express my anger. God damn evil wind!
"Xiao Yisen gritted his teeth and cursed, feeling his heart bleed again. He pointed at the bonsai in front of him and said with a sad face: "There are so many pots here, but by chance, this one was blown down.
Pot, do you think it is evil? This pot is the rarest. I spent 50 million to get it and put a lot of effort into taking care of it. This thing is very delicate. I usually keep it in the greenhouse. I am thinking about the sun today.
OK, I moved it out to bask in the sun, but suddenly it started to rain. I didn’t think of moving it back to the greenhouse, but it blew over.”
Xiao Yisen said, pointing to a few tiny broken leaves on the ground, almost crying with sadness: "Look, my baby was injured!"
Fu Yanxiao was not interested in these flowers and plants. He couldn't understand why Xiao Yisen reacted so violently. He looked at Xiao Yisen with contempt and said, "It's just a few leaves..."
"What do you know!" Xiao Yisen rolled his eyes at Fu Yanxiao and hummed: "It is very delicate and can't even drop a single leaf. Now that it has lost so many, it won't survive."
After saying that, he sighed sadly.
Fu Yanxiao really didn't understand. He shrugged, glanced at Xiao Yisen, and said, "Then you can continue to mourn for your dying baby!"
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Chu Huaifeng was standing at the door of the living room smoking. When he saw Fu Yanxiao coming, he immediately put the cigarette butt in the ashtray next to him and faced Fu Yanxiao, "Where were you just now?"
"The wind was blowing outside for a while." Fu Yanxiao rarely saw Chu Huaifeng smoking. Usually when several people gathered together to smoke, they never saw him take a sip. So now that he saw him smoking, Fu Yanxiao was very surprised and twisted his head.
Mei glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's okay!" Chu Huaifeng put the hand that held the cigarette behind his back and subconsciously rubbed his fingers. He hadn't smoked for a long time, and the smell of cigarette smoke on his fingertips made him feel very uncomfortable.
Fu Yanxiao glanced at the ashtray with a thin wisp of smoke still floating in it, and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you smoke?"
Chu Huaifeng replied casually: "It's nothing, I just feel a little bitter in my mouth. Let's smoke a cigarette to relieve it."
This reason was so lame that Fu Yanxiao didn't even bother to complain about him. He glanced at him lightly, then patted his shoulder and chuckled, saying, "There's no need to be so nervous."
What is supposed to come will always come.
"The third child..." Chu Huaifeng opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but paused and said nothing.
Fu Yanxiao frowned, then opened the door and walked into the living room. He only saw Qi Ye and Tang Qian eating snacks and watching TV. He didn't care about them, so he asked, "Where are they?"
Chu Huaifeng was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know!"
After saying that, he took out his cell phone and said, "I'll call and ask."
Fu Yanxiao pursed his lips, glanced around the living room, then looked up again, and saw his two bodyguards standing upstairs.
Is that a singing room?
"They should be singing upstairs." Fu Yanxiao glanced at Chu Huaifeng, and then walked upstairs.
Chu Huaifeng walked up quickly, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Singing? Didn't Tan Tan tell me that she can't sing?"
Fu Yanxiao lowered his eyelids and thought to himself that he didn't know Gu Nian could sing.
The two went upstairs and walked to the door of the singing room. Two bodyguards stood respectfully. When they saw Fu Yanxiao, they reported: "Young Master Fu, Young Mistress, Miss Qin and Miss Lu are singing together inside."
"Yes." Fu Yanxiao nodded and reached out to open the door, but found that the door was locked and could not be opened. He frowned and looked at the two bodyguards: "Why is it locked?"
The bodyguard hesitated for a moment and replied: "...the young lady said she couldn't sing and didn't want us to hear her."
Poof!
Chu Huaifeng couldn't hold it back and laughed. Then he put his ear to the door and listened quietly for a while. He heard nothing, so he mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Why is the sound insulation effect so good!"
Fu Yanxiao raised his hand and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, so he knocked a little harder and knocked a few more times.
After Gu Nian and the others sang a few songs, they felt their throats hurt a little, so they sat aside and drank drinks to moisten their throats.
Lu Qinghan chose a few songs she liked to listen to and played them. The three of them sat on the sofa, eating snacks and listening to the songs, and even hummed a few words when they got interested.
The three of them were having so much fun that they didn't notice the knock on the door. They didn't react until the second knock on the door.
Gu Nian pointed to the door, "It seems like someone is knocking on the door, right?"
