"Teacher told me that on the set, my husband filmed horse riding scenes and martial arts scenes, all of which were personally experienced."

"Xiaoxi, I know you want to share this joy with your husband."

"But... you have to understand him a little bit, and be considerate of him." Yu Feihong looked at Zheng Yu, her tone was gentle, neither fast nor slow.

"Sister Fei, I understand, and I also know my husband, making money is very hard." Zheng Xun nodded slightly, holding his mobile phone in his hand, calming down his excitement a little.

"Sister Fei, I just want to let my husband relax."

"I am also this, a member of the big family. I also want to contribute." Zheng Xi pondered for a while, looking into Yu Feihong's eyes with a sincere expression.

"I know, I know, Xiaotian 890. I feel the same as you." Yu Feihong put his hands on Zheng Xiao's shoulders and looked straight into her eyes.

"However, you know the character of your husband."

"It's okay to talk and laugh, joke, and tease at ordinary times."

"But when it comes to matters of principle, he becomes a little... stubborn."

"As his wife, we should understand him and care about him."

"We need to communicate more, communicate more, open our hearts, and speak freely." Yu Feihong spoke slowly, in a gentle tone, with a kind smile on his face, exuding the brilliance of motherhood.

"Sister Fei, I may still not be able to understand it, because...my character is direct and straightforward." Zheng Xi blinked, staring at Yu Feihong with a dazed expression.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can understand, at your age."

"It's normal to have a lot of changes and ups and downs in your heart."

"Xiaoxi, I don't know what you think. What I think now is that I can give birth to a child for my husband."

"If you can't give birth, that's okay. I'll bring you the next birth." The corners of Yu Feihong's lips raised slightly, and she smiled knowingly, her face brimming with happiness and sweetness.

"Xiaoxi, I want to tell you my philosophy of life."

"Sometimes, if you have enough money, that's enough." Yu Feihong said earnestly.

"It's like us, as actors and stars, if we shoot an advertisement casually, we can earn millions of dollars."

"To be honest now, we are not short of money. Sisters, they all open their own studios and earn 8000 to [-] million a year. That's a normal thing."

"The money we make now is enough for us to live comfortably."

-

"Now, our next-door neighbor, Ma Lili, the executive deputy director of Ronson Company, diamond-level Bai Fumei, has her eyes on her husband."

"In April, my husband just came back from "Flower Young"."

"Mimi, you just came to me, and Li Binbin and Fan Binbin, and talked about it once."

"Come on, Xiao Xun, let's sit down and talk." Yu Feihong stepped forward, put his arm around Zheng Xun's waist, walked to Simmons' big bed, and sat down slowly.

The two women snuggled up together, and Zheng Xun leaned his small head on Yu Feihong's shoulder, like a little girl, intimate.

"Mimi, tell us in detail. Ma Lili is very rich, very rich."

"In her own name, there are private jets, private estates, and private yachts, all in Florence."

"Ma Lili has properties under her name all over the world."

"Sister Fei, my husband... will he accept Ma Lili?" Zheng Xi slowly raised his head, hesitated for a while, and hesitated to speak.

"I don't know. But, it's a good thing for us."

"Think about it, if you are a husband, you are willing to marry Ma Lili."

"It's equivalent to stepping on this big ship called Luxun." The corners of Yu Feihong's mouth rose slightly, with a sweet smile on his face.

"But, if she marries in, will she bully us?" Zheng Xi blinked, thinking wildly, and blurted out.

"Hehe~hehe, Xiao Ji, you are really...very pure, clean and cute. Although sometimes, you can be a little self-willed." Yu Feihong looked at Zheng Xiao, pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Xiao Ji, don't forget. We are a big family. My husband once set the rules."

"The three principles of peaceful coexistence, if there is a contradiction, if there is a problem, a family meeting will be held."

"Everyone votes with a show of hands, and the minority obeys the majority." Yu Feihong spoke in a gentle manner, without rushing or slowing down, with a sweet smile on his face.

-

tread!tread! !There was a sound of crisp footsteps.

Wearing a pink pajamas and slippers with cartoon patterns, Yang Mi walked into the master bedroom with a mobile (biaa) in her right hand and looked around.

"Oh, where's my husband? Xiao Xi" Yangmi stepped forward, looking at Yu Feihong and Zheng Xi

"Honey, I'm taking a shower in the bathroom, and I haven't come out yet." Zheng Xi looked at Yangmi, raised his right hand, and pointed to the bathroom.

"Hey, what should I do?" Yang Mi sat down slowly, sitting beside Zheng Xi, feeling a little depressed.

"Sister Mi, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Zheng Yan looked at Yang Mi, blinked, and asked with concern.

"No, Xiaoxi. I just received a call from Qiu Yang, the chief director of "The Voice in Chinese." Yang Mi put down her phone and turned to look at Zheng Xiao.

"And then?" Yu Feihong smiled and was very friendly.

"He wants to invite Yeyue to participate in "The Voice" and become a music tutor."

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