The queen transforms into a transparent person? Bring the system and take the entertainment industry

"I am fine."

Fang Feifei smiled.

Although she was smiling, it was uglier than crying.

"Stop laughing."

Song Chengque said without any fluctuation in his voice.

Extremely bland, more like angry.

"Little aunt, wipe it quickly, were you unhappy when you were doing the swing just now?"

Song Zhaozhao handed over a small handkerchief.

Song Zhaozhao, who has been very sensitive to adults' emotions since he was a child, is still comforting the crying Fang Feifei.

"It's okay, you."

Song Chengque also wanted to care, but his words and expressions were very awkward.

It doesn't matter if it makes Fang Feifei cry, it doesn't matter if she doesn't cry.

"It's okay, I just lost my temper."

Fang Feifei did not pick up Song Zhaozhao's handkerchief.

He just wiped his tears with his hand.

People are proud, and when they wipe their tears, they are extremely proud.

Somehow, when Song Chengque saw her crying, his heart seemed to be clenched tightly.

It hurts badly.

It's just that I don't want her to suffer like this alone in the future.

I just want to see the lively Fang Feifei.

She thrives in the sun.

"It must be a bit cold outside. Auntie, let me take you inside."

Song Zhaozhao looked at his handkerchief, but his aunt didn't take it away.

Do you dislike yourself?

Make other suggestions immediately.

I don't want to be disliked by my little aunt, and I know that my uncle likes my little aunt.

So I have to please my little aunt.

Fang Feifei held Song Zhaozhao's hand.

To be more precise, Song Zhaozhao led Fang Feifei in front.

Song Cheng was short of someone to follow him.

"That's good too!"

This idea popped into Song Chengque's mind, and he was shocked.

I have been thinking about something all day long.

Song Zhaozhao took Fang Feifei to his toy room.

He wanted to make Fang Feifei happy.

And I will be happy every time I play with toys.

So I want to give the toys to my little aunt, so that she will be happy.

When passing by the corridor on the second floor.

Fang Feifei stopped.

"This is."

Fang Feifei looked at a decorative painting in the corridor.

Memories from the past came to mind at that time.

"Look, look."

The girl's bright face was full of pride.

Showing off the paintings in his hands.

"what is this?"

Fang Feifei looked at the ugly painting in front of her with disgust.

I really don’t know which audience is pursuing these so-called arts.

"It's so ugly, how much does it cost?"

Fang Feifei disliked this painting very much.

I wish I was eight hundred meters away from this painting.

But I also know that the crazy woman in front of me is willing to spend money, and she is also willing to buy money that is not worth spending in her opinion.

"This number."

The girl excitedly made an eight in front of Fang Feifei.

"Eight dollars?"

Fang Feifei was suspicious.

When did this little girl learn to save money?

But this also proves that Fang Feifei really thinks that this thing can only be picked up from a roadside stall.

The graffiti above is not as beautiful as the one painted by a kindergartener.

"What, no!"

The girl was anxious.

"Eight hundred dollars?"

Fang Feifei was also anxious.

This was beyond my expectations.

"Eighty million!"

The girl looked so proud that Fang Feifei wanted to strangle her to death.

"Eighty million? I can buy a whole set of jewelry."

Fang Feifei got upset and screamed.

"Vulgar or not, you only see things that smell like copper all day long."

The girl rolled her eyes at Fang Feifei.

Fang Feifei didn't care who was behind the girl to express her dissatisfaction with the painting.

"Go back!"

"No."

"I'm going to find the seller!"

"no!"

"listen to me!"

Fang Feifei walked angrily behind the girl.

I want to snatch the painting so I can return it to the seller.

"Fang Feifei, I won't do it if I say no!"

The girl stubbornly refused to take a step back.

The two argued endlessly, each holding his own opinions.

"This painting doesn't look good at all."

Fang Feifei pouted and tried to repel the man with her dissatisfaction.

But the girl didn't accept it.

"Have you ever seen someone return something they bought at an auction? Wouldn't it make people laugh?"

The girl pouted.

I wouldn't do such a thing myself.

Fang Feifei pinched her waist and huffed.

"You were originally said to be a nouveau riche, buying everything and spending money like water."

"That's it, you can sit down now."

Fang Feifei originally wanted to use her own strength to prove that girls are excellent.

Not a short-sighted person.

But this person, as long as something comes into his eyes, no matter how expensive it is, as long as he can buy it with money, he will put it in front of him.

In the end, the painting remained.

"I'll just hang it here so everyone can see my aesthetic."

The girl finally hung the painting in the hall.

"this painting?"

Fang Feifei stood in front of the painting and reached out to touch it.

But it was limited to just clicking in the air.

I wondered if I missed that person too much, so I repeatedly recalled the memories about that person.

Why, this painting could be a copy.

He said that the person made a loss.

Such an expensive painting still exists exactly the same.

If that person is still with you.

I must laugh at her well.

"This painting is hung here by relatives at home."

Song Chengque explained.

He didn't find it strange either.

Because there is only one painting hanging here in the entire corridor.

It is said to be a decorative painting, but it is a bit monotonous and empty.

Almost everyone who sees this painting asks about it.

"It was said that someone once disliked her taste and it was too conspicuous to hang in the hall, so she hung the painting here."

Song Chengque looked at the painting.

There was an emotion in his eyes that others couldn't understand, and there was a touch of sadness, but it quickly disappeared.

Fang Feifei smiled.

It's really the same as that person.

But the man didn't listen.

"Little aunt, let's go quickly."

Song Zhaozhao's patience was quickly exhausted.

He couldn't understand what adults were talking about.

I just feel stupid for standing here all the time. I don’t understand what’s so good about a tattered painting.

This painting has been hanging here since I had memories.

Not good looking.

Song Zhaozhao pouted and led the way.

Go to the door.

Turn around and take a deep breath.

He said in an extremely gentlemanly manner, "Little aunt, you have to cover your eyes first before I can take you in."

The little guy has quite a sense of ritual.

Fang Feifei closed her eyes obediently.

Song Chengque looked at Fang Feifei's movements and felt a little funny.

This is too easy to cooperate with.

"Uncle, you too."

Song Zhaozhao said seriously.

"Hey, you little brat, don't forget, I bought most of your toys, even if I blindfolded myself."

"I also know what those toys of yours look like."

Song Chengque smiled.

"There are no surprises for a long time."