Feng Chu and Chen Qian had just played ball, and they were enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree.
Chen Qian was sweating profusely. He wiped his hands on his pants, and then unscrewed a bottle of mineral water: "It's really hot today! How long are you going to stay in city b?"
Feng Chu said casually: "School will start in a month."
At this time, the two heard the sound of a car, the door of Feng's house opened slowly, and a black Bentley drove in, Chen Qian nudged Feng Chu with his elbow: "Your mother's car, she should go home. "
Feng Chu took a look. He hadn't seen Chu Manwen for a long time.
Chen Qian also hasn't seen his parents for many years, and has long been used to the empty house. Seeing Feng Chu's mother come back today, he was a little surprised: "It's not your old man's or old lady's birthday, what is your mother doing here?"
At this time, the car stopped on the grass, the driver got out of the car and opened the door, and Chu Manwen, who was wearing a black suit and trousers, came out.
Feng Chu stepped forward and said hello: "Mom."
Chen Qian also smiled: "Aunt Chu, you're back? I haven't seen you for a few months and you're pretty again."
Chu Manwen smiled: "I have something to do when I come back this time. Xiaoyi, come here."
Only then did Feng Chu realize that a child got off the other side of the car.
This child looks to be about five or six years old, carved with jade, like a handicraft made of ice and snow, with a pair of watery eyes that are more beautiful than gems.
Chen Qian couldn't help but let out a "wow": "Whose sister is this good-looking?"
Ling Yi walked to Chu Manwen's side, pursed her bright red lips and looked at the ground.
Chu Manwen hugged Ling Yi: "It's not my younger sister, but a beautiful younger brother. My younger brother is very shy, so don't tease him from now on. Feng Chu, you and Chen Qian can continue playing outside. I have something to do with your grandma."
After saying this, Chu Manwen hugged Ling Yi and left.
Chen Qian looked curiously at the back of Chu Manwen's leaving, and couldn't help but said to Feng Chu: "Could it be that your father found a child born to a foreign woman? Will we share the family property with you in the future?"
Feng Chu gave Chen Qian a cold look: "If my dad dares to do this, do you think this child can survive? My family has already turned upside down."
Chen Qian scratched his head: "Is that your mother's birth with a foreign man?"
Feng Chu kicked him: "Get lost."
Chen Qian thought for a while, if this child really belonged to Chu Manwen and others, she would definitely not bring her to the Feng family, let alone bring her to see the old lady.
Although he didn't understand what was going on, Chen Qian didn't take it to heart. Boys aged seventeen or eighteen don't care about little kids. Chen Qian picked up the basketball on the ground: "Go, let's continue to play."
Feng Chu never waited to see children. He didn't pay much attention to the little boy who looked like a girl just now. It was still early, so he continued to play basketball with Chen Qian.
After playing basketball, Feng Chu went back to his room to take a shower. After he came out of the room, Chu Manwen called him back: "Feng Chu, come to the study with me."
Feng Chu walked over.
He closed the door of the study, and Chu Manwen sat on the sofa and looked at Feng Chu: "You have grown a lot taller, and I was going to have dinner with you, but I made an appointment with your father at noon tomorrow, and I will go later Airport."
Feng Chu knew that his parents were very busy, and this was normal in their family. Parents basically would not stay in one city for a long time.
He nodded: "OK."
At this time, Feng Chu was between a young man and a young man, his figure changed from thin to strong, and his handsome face gave people the feeling of being unsmiling. As the only heir of the Feng family, everyone in the family attached great importance to him.
Chu Manwen took a sip of tea: "I know you have never liked children. Your father and I have not planned to give you a brother or sister these years. You are enough in the family. The little one I brought back today The boy is my friend's child. She entrusted me to take care of the child for a period of time. She is worried about giving the child to her ex-husband. If the child has made any mistakes that make you unhappy, tell me, and I will educate you later, don't Beat little kid."
Feng Chu was speechless.
... Hitting a child, how could he do such a thing.
Feng Chu nodded: "You let him live with the servants at home, let the servants take him, as long as he doesn't come to me to mischief, I will never pay attention to him, just treat him as if he doesn't exist."
"The servant's room is a bit small, and children like to run around. I let him live in the guest room next to your bedroom." Chu Manwen said, "This brother is very obedient and will not cause you any trouble."
Feng Chu couldn't help frowning.
He didn't believe that there were enough obedient children in this world.
Many of them pretend to be obedient in front of adults, and continue to be mischievous after adults leave.
Chu Manwen looked at his watch: "I'm leaving, call me before you go abroad, and your father and I will come back to accompany you for a meal."
Feng Chu nodded, he sent Chu Manwen out, and waited for Chu Manwen's car to leave before turning back to his room.
When he came back, Feng Chu saw Ling Yi.
Ling Yi was wearing a small white T-shirt with a rainbow unicorn printed on it, gray shorts, and round arms and calves that seemed to exude a milky fragrance.
He sat on a step and watched Chu Manwen's car leave the yard, his watery eyes looked like he was about to cry, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.
Ling Yi was really too small, not even reaching Feng Chu's waist. Feng Chu looked at him condescendingly: "What's your name? How old are you?"
Ling Yi rubbed his eyes with his fingers, looked at Feng Chu warily, and didn't say a word.
Feng Chu had never seen such an introverted child, he bent down and stared into Ling Yi's eyes: "Are you a little mute?"
Ling Yi shook his head.
While waiting for dinner, Feng Chu saw Ling Yi again. Ling Yi sat obediently at the dining table. It was the first time that Mrs. Feng saw such a beautiful child. She pinched Ling Yi's fingers for a while, then pinched Ling Yi's cheek for a while, and asked Ling Yi kindly what he liked to eat.
Ling Yi spoke in a very soft voice, seeming a little shy: "Grandma, I'm not picky eaters, I'll eat anything."
"What a good baby." Madam Feng's face was almost bursting with laughter. Feng Chu has been very calm since she was a child, and she didn't even get close to his mother, so naturally she didn't get close to her grandma, so Madam Feng always wanted to let Chu Manwen gave birth to a clingy and cute little girl, but Chu Manwen was too busy to have another child, "I asked the chef to cook small wontons and fruit puree for you, do you like it?"
Ling Yi nodded slightly.
Feng Chu raised his eyebrows.
It turned out not to be a little dumb.
The food came out quickly, but the nanny forgot to prepare spoons for the children, so Ling Yi held a pair of heavy ebony chopsticks with silver tops in his little fingers, and it was very difficult for him to pick them up.
Feng Chu watched Ling Yi clumsily pick up the shrimp in front of him with his chopsticks, and when he was about to pick it up, Feng Chu picked it up for him.
He looked up at Feng Chu.
Feng Chu is definitely not in the mood to bully any children, he has never liked children to play with him.
But who made Ling Yi and him pretend to be dumb today.
Ling Yi had no choice but to hold his own small bowl and drink wonton soup.
Feng Chu glanced at the servant next to him: "Bring him a spoon."
Only then did the servant realize that the child needed a spoon, so he quickly took one and handed it to Ling Yi.
Mrs. Feng also came to her senses at this time, she looked at Ling Yi: "Baby, tell us what you need in the future."
Ling Yi nodded lightly: "Grandma, I want to eat that cake."
Madam Feng brought Ling Yi a piece of purple potato and yam cake: "Baby is so good."
After dinner, Mrs. Feng invited a few friends to play mahjong together, and Ling Yi obediently went back to her room.
He was about to walk in front of the door when suddenly a figure stood in front of him.
Ling Yi looked up at Feng Chu.
Feng Chu is very good-looking, and he is Ling Yi's good-looking brother. However, Feng Chu always gives people a very cold impression. Children generally like to be close to gentle people, and Ling Yi is no exception.
Feng Chu didn't leave, so Ling Yi stood still, looking up at him.
Feng Chu found that the child's facial features were indeed unbelievably delicate, the skin was especially white, as if it could be squeezed out of water, and the golden curly hair looked fluffy and beautiful, just like the little angel in the picture album, if Ling Yi had another pair Wings, then, are more like that.
"Since you're not a little mute, why didn't you talk to me before?" Feng Chu squatted down and looked at Ling Yi at the same level. He pinched Ling Yi's soft face, "Your name is baby?"
Ling Yi held Feng Chu's finger to prevent him from squeezing it: "I'm not called Baby, I'm Ling Yi."
"Which Ling? Which Yi?"
Ling Yi pushed Feng Chu's palm away, and his soft fingers wrote the word "Ling Yi" stroke by stroke on his broad palm.
"Ling Yi."
Only then did Feng Chu leave in front of Ling Yi.
Ling Yi opened the door of the room, and poked his head through the door after a while: "Brother, good night."
Feng Chu woke up the next day and pushed open the door of Ling Yi's room to see if the little guy was sleeping in. After opening the door, he saw Ling Yi wiping tears on the bed.
After Ling Yi saw Feng Chu, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face with the sleeve of his pajamas, and called out "Brother" timidly.
Feng Chu really suspects that Ling Yi is actually a crying little sister, she looks so delicate, and loves to cry so much, she doesn't look like a very bearish and annoying little boy at all.
"What are you crying for? Homesick?"
Ling Yi shook his head, and after a while, he whispered: "Mom and Dad don't want me anymore, did they sell me to your family?"
Feng Chu thought it was funny, he pulled Ling Yi up from the quilt: "If your family wants to sell it, my family must also want it. Do you know how many children want to come to our house?"
The tip of Ling Yi's nose was red, with an expression of ready to cry: "I don't know..."
"At least it's hundreds of thousands." Feng Chu put on the little shoes for him, "Go wash your face, you know how to wash your face and brush your teeth, right? Do you want a servant to come up and help you?"
Ling Yi went to the bathroom: "Brother, I can do it myself."
Seeing him tiptoeing to get the toothbrush and toothpaste on the sink, Feng Chu couldn't help but sneer.
This little one is cute too.