It snowed very late in the capital this year. Han Fei was lying comfortably in the heated room reading a book, occasionally playing the guitar and singing to himself, which was quite content.
But seeing the snow falling outside the window, the little girl couldn't help it. She took the dog and went outside to play in the snow. Dong Jie was cooking and Han Xiao was still at work. Naturally, the only one who could watch this girl was Han Fei.
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So Han Fei could only put on a bloated down jacket and shivering in the open space of the community, while the little girl ran around with the dog.
I vaguely remember that children seem to be particularly resistant to freezing. Playing snowball fights and building snowmen on snowy days seems to be a required course for northern children to grow up. Even if their hands are red and their lips are purple from the cold, they can still be as happy as a fool.
Han Fei couldn't remember exactly when he suddenly lost this skill. After standing outside for half an hour, he couldn't stand it anymore. He took the little girl home, holding the dog in one hand and hugging her in the other.
"Mom, my brother is bullying me." The little girl started to complain as soon as she entered the door. Unfortunately, in front of Dong Jie, this method was ineffective, so she was dismissed casually.
This scene has been played out countless times. The little girl has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, but she still enjoys it. It seems that her purpose is not to make Dong Jie trouble Han Fei, but to prove that she is more favored in this family.
"You little girl, go and sue me again and see how I deal with you." Han Fei pretended to be vicious.
The little girl screamed in surprise, pointed at the panting dog and said: "Two dogs, superman, hurry up and protect me."
What the hell is this? Han Fei rolled his eyes.
After arguing with the little girl for a long time, Dong Jie finally started to stop their childish behavior: "Can you two calm down for a while?"
Then the brother and sister would sit on the sofa with their necks curled up, looking at each other and letting go of their grudges.
Not long after, Han Xiao came back. At this time, the little girl would immediately rush up and hug his thigh, and then start complaining about Han Fei's black condition. At this time, Han Xiao would pretend to pat his son twice to let him know.
The girl relieved her anger and finally received a sweet kiss from her.
During the holidays, apart from staying at home, Han Fei drank tea with Zhao Mengru and the others and boasted, which made the two of them laugh at his premature aging.
There is a big event on the 28th of the lunar calendar, that is, Han Fei's cousin is getting married. On the 27th, the family went to meet each other in advance. The cousin's new house is a small three-bedroom house with an area of 80 square meters. The decoration is simple, which is a style that young people like at first glance.
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It can be seen that the bride is a very smart person, and her appearance and figure are already beautiful for most people. However, for someone like Han Fei who is used to seeing beauties in the entertainment industry, she feels that she can only be regarded as average.
"Why did you never tell me that Han Fei is your cousin?" The bride pulled her husband into the bedroom.
The cousin looked unhappy: "Hey, are you going to marry me or my cousin?"
The bride rolled her eyes at her husband angrily: "Look at your little belly. Didn't I think that if Han Fei could be our best man, I wouldn't blind all your colleagues on the spot?"
"It makes sense." My cousin thought the same thing.
So my cousin discussed it with Han Fei in private. Han Fei actually didn't care about being the best man: "But are you really not afraid of me stealing the limelight?"
Uh...well, my cousin finally gave up. He knew very well about her wife's best friends, and it would be strange not to turn the wedding scene into a star-chasing scene.
"How about I help you become a photographer tomorrow?" Han Fei has shot so many films over the years, and he has become acquainted with Jiang Qinghou. Being a wedding photographer is still very easy.
"Okay, that's it."
After the discussion, the uncle set his sights on Han Fei's cars. A Q8 and a Quattroport became the wedding cars. Han Fei didn't hesitate and handed the keys to the uncle directly.
"Um...these two cars, the first car is still of a similar quality. Do you or your friends have any higher-end cars?" the uncle asked, rubbing his hands.
"Dad, haven't all the cars at the other end been rented?" My cousin couldn't listen anymore.
The uncle glared at him: "What do you know? The rent for a luxury car costs several thousand yuan a day. We are a family. If we can borrow it, wouldn't we save money?"
Han Fei secretly rolled his eyes. Is it worth a few thousand dollars to be in favor with him? Isn't it worth it to be favored by someone just for this matter?
Originally, Han Fei was planning to refuse directly, but suddenly his cell phone rang, and it turned out to be Zhang Yue calling.
"Hey, what are you doing? Do you miss me?"
Even the voice of a woman in love seems particularly sexy, as if it has a hormonal aroma.
Han Fei smiled: "I'm at home, and the whole family is here. How about I turn on the speakerphone for you?"
"Don't." Zhang Yue screamed, and immediately returned to her original voice: "Humph, you will bully me."
"By the way, you have been busy for more than half a year. Aren't you afraid that I will be kidnapped?" Han Fei came to the balcony and didn't have to pretend to be so casual when he spoke.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yue softened and acted coquettishly, and finally said: "When I finish this period of work, I will take a period of leave to spend time with you, okay? Don't be angry."
"Isn't your contract expiring in March next year? Otherwise, don't renew it. Either sign with Zhou Jian or open a studio on your own. You can discuss it with Sister Ru first. If
If you need money, you can get it from me."
Zhang Yue was filled with joy upon hearing this: "Hmph, is someone trying to redeem me?"
Han Fei wanted to say something else, but found that Dong Jie had sneaked over, and he quickly had an idea: "By the way, didn't you say you exchanged that Panamera for a 488 some time ago? Is it in the capital?"
Zhang Yue also understood: "Ah? Yes, I'm parked in the airport garage. I'll ask my assistant to bring the key to you."
"Okay, that's it, bye." Han Fei hung up the phone immediately after saying that.
Dong Jie explained with a smile: "Well, it's a bit stuffy in there. I'll come out for some air."
Han Fei was speechless for a while. This is too obvious. Can you be more sincere and less cliché?
"I borrowed the car, a Ferrari 488. The keys will be delivered shortly. My cousin will go to the airport with me to drive back?" Han Fei said.
The uncle winked at his son proudly: "Look, I just said Xiaofei has something to do, right?"
The cousin rolled his eyes and secretly made an apologetic gesture to Han Fei.
On the other hand, as soon as my cousin and his wife heard that they borrowed a Ferrari 488, they wanted to go with them.
In less than half an hour, the keys were delivered, and Han Fei drove to the airport parking lot.
When the lights of a burgundy Ferrari started to flash, my cousin and his wife rushed over and circled the car several times.
"Burgundy, I heard that women who like this color are generally very sexy." The cousin smiled maliciously at Han Fei.
The cousin-in-law nodded with deep understanding.
"Yes, you two are really a married couple." Han Fei held his forehead for a while.
The cousin laughed again and said, "Can this car give me a good time?" The cousin immediately said, "By the way, take me for a ride."
Well, this is the real purpose of your coming, right?
"Be careful, or you will lose your chance to get married tomorrow." Han Fei casually threw the keys to them.
"Thanks, damn, this luxury car is different. The roar of the accelerator is so exciting. Wife, let's walk."
Han Fei looked at the car taillights in the distance and felt amused. Compared to his uncle, he felt that it was more natural to deal with his cousin. This cousin was also a sweet-tempered person and had a good temper.