Quit pampering

Chapter 7
Han Xiuya started out as an opera artist when she was young. Now that she is in her 40s, she still looks like an unbeatable beauty.

Wen Ying completely took advantage of her parents' advantages. She was blessed with beauty, and her pleasing skin was so amazing.

At this moment, she looked melancholy, "No."

Wen Ying couldn't describe what it felt like.

Han Xiuya reacted, "Did you just see the inkstone?"

"Well, I saw you."

The unforgettable feeling of amazement still echoed in her heart for a long time, and Wen Ying knew that it was just an instinct for the man's beauty.

People always like beautiful things.

She has been like this since she was a child.

"Yanlou has extraordinary skills at a young age. It would be enough if you, my younger brother, could imitate him."

Han Xiuya has been married to Hong Kong for many years, and her sentences are occasionally mixed with Cantonese expressions.

In fact, Wen Ying rarely saw her mother praise others, so this was considered a high degree of praise.

Wen Ying felt a little dissatisfied, "Mommy, you have never praised Zhiqian like this."

Han Xiuya smiled and helped her tuck her hair behind her ears, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it doesn't matter whether mommy praises her or not. Honey, the person you like is good."

"Mommy, I'm going back to the room first."

The window of Wen Ying's room faced the entrance of Tanyuan.

She sat in the rocking chair by the window, holding her chin in silence for a long time, until she saw Wen Zeshu and Fu Yanlou walking out of Tanyuan. Wen Ying ran downstairs in fluffy slippers and ran all the way through the backyard. Tan Yuan.

When she came out, she didn't expect to meet Fu Yanlou.

Like waiting for her?
Wen Ying paused hesitantly, and finally moved towards his direction, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanlou's eyes were filled with imperceptible gentleness, and his voice was low and soft, a bit affectionate. "According to Mr. Wen, the Wen family has a good Feng Shui environment. I wonder if it would be convenient for Miss Wen to take me around here."

His voice seemed to be beguiling and made people feel numb. Wen Ying thought that this request was not too difficult, so she readily agreed, but she did not dare to get too close to him. She took the lead and walked forward, "Okay, let's stand in front of Tan first." Let’s take a stroll around the garden.”

Fu Yanlou stepped up to catch up, his posture was elegant and calm, and the corner of his mouth curved with an arc of unknown meaning, "I see that the layout of Tan Yuan is unique compared to other buildings in the Wen family. I don't know what the meaning of this Tan Yuan is."

Wen Ying always kept a distance from him.

"I can't remember exactly. I just remember that my dad and I went to someone's house. I thought the architecture there was unique and classical. When I came back, I asked my dad to help me imitate a small garden like this. But that was all when I was a kid. ”

Can not remember.

Fu Yanlou's voice was low and inaudible, and the uncontrollable disappointment in his eyes was fleeting. All his emotions were tightly concealed by him. He said quietly, "It seems that Miss Wen likes this kind of building."

Wen Ying nodded, "I like it. There is no such building in Hong Kong City, and my Tan Yuan only has its form but not its spirit."

Yes, in terms of heritage and style, there really is no mansion in the capital that can compare to the Fu family.

Fu Yanlou stared at the slender figure in front of him, with a gentle smile hiding a bit of sadness, "There are many such buildings in the capital. If Miss Wen likes them, she might as well try to settle in the capital in the future."

Wen Ying stopped and looked back, with doubts in her eyes. The next second, she smiled, "Mr. Fu came to Hong Kong City to discuss business with my father. Didn't he also take a fancy to the market in Hong Kong City? Would Mr. Fu want to settle here? ?”

Fu Yanlou looked cryptic, "If it's possible."

Wen Ying didn't quite understand what he meant, "With Mr. Fu's current status, it will be easy to do whatever he wants."

Fu Yanlou was helpless, "But I don't have the initiative."

Wen Ying couldn't understand his helplessness. She felt that the topic should be stopped here and should not be explored further. Wen Ying continued to move forward, "Mr. Fu, do you want to see the Wen family's garden?" Fu Yanlou lowered his voice. ,"think."

I want to see the place where she lived and all the traces of her journey.

Wen Ying walked in front with a graceful figure and talked eloquently, "Everyone in Hong Kong says that my dad is smart and good at business, but outsiders don't know what he is like in private. The 1314 red roses in the garden are all my dad." I planted it myself just to make my mommy smile."

The most affectionate person she had ever known was her father.

Fu Yanlou's eyes fell on her directly and wantonly, "Mrs. Wen Shengwen has a deep love for her, and her music plays harmoniously. She is really enviable."

When Wen Ying turned around, his face was smiling, and his brows were unintentionally charming, "Don't talk about Mr. Fu, I'm jealous of him."

Fu Yanlou naturally changed the subject, "I heard that Miss Wen and Mr. Huo are engaged. Is Miss Wen happy?"

Wen Ying didn't know why he asked such a question, and she answered truthfully, "How can you not be happy when your wish for many years has been fulfilled?"

Are you happy when your wish comes true, or are you happy because you marry that person?

She couldn't tell the difference for a moment, as if she was trapped in a fog.

Fu Yanlou concealed his ambiguity and kept his expression as usual, "Congratulations to Miss Wen."

The loving thoughts in his heart all faded away like the tide, like a desolate desert. The feeling of desolation was so deep and strong that it burned him intensely.

He wanted to snatch her away for love, but he couldn't do anything with her.

What importance does his desire for gratification matter?

Couldn't he take it away? Compared with his selfish desires, he didn't want her pain to be caused by him, even if her happiness was from another man.

That feeling of helplessness, Fu Yanlou experienced for the first time what it means to be unwilling.

Too unwilling, he could only endure it, and his expectations became increasingly slim.

Two figures stood on the balcony on the second floor.

Han Xiuya sighed, "It's really eye-catching to see our Yingying standing with the inkstone. It would be great if Yingying likes the inkstone."

Wen Zeshu looked at her, his face expressionless, "Where is Zhiqian?"

Han Xiuya didn't need to think too much, "Looks and temperament."

Wen Zeshu couldn't refute, he was silent for a moment, "Zhi Qian is not bad either, Yingying likes Zhi Qian's."

It cannot be said that my daughter has bad taste.

Han Xiuya sighed melancholy, "Yingying's heart is completely broken. I'm afraid she will get hurt."

Wen Zeshu gently touched her shoulder and sneered faintly, "I will never let Yingying suffer any injustice."

"By the way, do you think the cooperation with FW Group can be successful?"

Wen Zeshu pondered for a moment, "One thing I find strange is that Yanlou's attitude seems to be ordinary, but occasionally he reveals that he desperately wants to cooperate with us."

Han Xiuya didn't take it seriously, "Isn't this strange? If FW Group wants to develop in Hong Kong City, its first choice is of course our Huakang Medical. I think he has far-sightedness."

Wen Zeshu was slightly jealous, "Madam, why do you praise him so much?"

Han Xiuya smiled softly, "How old are you to be jealous?"

Wen Zeshu's face was filled with worry, "What age does it take to be jealous?"

(End of this chapter)