Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

He was sitting in the hall, cleaning his bow.

After that, Fang Yusheng suddenly became interested. He said to Qiao Jiusheng, who was in the kitchen, "Ah Sheng, I'll play a tune for you. Guess the name."

"Okay."

When Fang Yusheng played the violin, he looked really handsome.

Fang Zikai, who was on the phone with a friend, hung up and went to the living room. He sat down next to Fang Zicheng, who was reading, and admired his father's charming appearance. Fang Zicheng also temporarily closed his book. The two little fellows rarely saw their father play the violin, so they were both stunned for a moment.

After Fang Yusheng finished playing the song, he asked Qiao Jiusheng, "Did you guess it?"

Qiao Jiusheng smiled helplessly.

She said, "Love You More Every Day." Fang Yusheng was confessing his love to her again.

Qiao Jiusheng found Fang Yusheng especially alluring.

Fang Yusheng pretended to be disappointed. "Sigh, you guessed it." He put down the bow in his hand and sighed helplessly. "Alright, I'll allow you to love me more every day."

Qiao Jiusheng rolled her eyes.

Auntie Jin chuckled and said to Qiao Jiusheng, "Young Master Yusheng is getting more and more romantic."

Qiao Jiusheng complained, "He's getting more and more flirtatious." In the past, in this family, Qiao Jiusheng was in charge of flirting with beauties, while Fang Yusheng was in charge of being vicious and stingy. Now, he was the one being stingy, vicious-tongued, and flirtatious. Apart from being pretty and spending money, Qiao Jiusheng seemed to have nothing else to do.

However, the two little fellows were clapping non-stop.

After the applause, Fang Zicheng continued reading. However, Fang Zikai ran to Fang Yusheng's side and touched his violin. He asked Fang Yusheng, "Dad, can you teach me how to play the violin?"

Fang Yusheng was a little vexed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"I don't teach people who give up halfway."

Fang Zikai quickly promised, "I won't give up halfway."

Fang Yusheng clicked his tongue. "Come on, you're so annoying." Although he said that he found Fang Zikai annoying, he put in a lot of effort when he taught Fang Zikai. He didn't mean what he said.

What Fang Yusheng didn't expect was that Fang Zikai, who was usually extremely impatient and always threw his weight around, was unusually patient when learning to play the violin. Fang Yusheng realized that Fang Zikai's comprehension of music was especially high. He understood immediately.

This discovery surprised Fang Yusheng, but also comforted him.

When he was young, he had thought about becoming a violinist in the future. Later on, he realized that he preferred dealing with cold weapons, so he gave up on this idea.

Fang Yusheng felt that Fang Zikai, this fool, might become the only artist in their family.

He handed the bow to Fang Zikai.

This was the first time Fang Zikai had played with it himself. It actually didn't sound like sawing wood.

Fang Yusheng suggested, "Quiet Fang, why don't you learn the violin in the future?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Zikai looked down on it.

He asked Fang Yusheng, "Can you make money playing the violin?"

Fang Yusheng said, "An artist isn't mainly motivated by money."

Fang Zikai said, "That won't do. I have to find a profitable career. I still have to support you, my wife, and my children in the future." These words were a little too early for a three-year-old child, but Fang Yusheng felt deeply gratified when he heard them.

"Then what do you plan to do in the future?"

Fang Zikai thought for a while and said, "My fourth grandfather said that the entertainment industry is the one with the biggest profits right now. I want to be a singer in the future. I want to sing, release records, and hold concerts. I want to make a killing before I retire." Fang Zikai seemed to have already foreseen himself becoming a superstar. He looked smug as he stood on the stage.

After he finished speaking, he chuckled a few times, still feeling embarrassed.

Fang Yusheng couldn't help but slap him on the stomach and say, "Don't become the first fat singer in the history of China."

Fang Zikai tried hard to inhale to suck in his stomach.

Then, he held his breath until he was about to lose his oxygen. His big belly was still big.

"The first step to becoming the future king of singers is to lose weight." Fang Yusheng left the violin for Fang Zikai to play with and ran to the kitchen to be an assistant.

Fang Zicheng suddenly looked up from his book and stared at his younger brother. "It's a good thing to have great ambitions." After some thought, Fang Zicheng suggested, "Do you know how to sing? Sing me a song."

"Of course!"

Fang Zikai said, "I'll sing that song called Cold."

He stood up. He was an elegant little… pudgy boy.

Fang Zikai took a deep breath and opened his mouth to sing. "The night is getting colder, and the flowers have turned to frost. Look into the distance…" Fang Zikai had just sung a few lines when Fang Zicheng shook his head with a tragic expression. "Alright, change your dream."

Not only had Fang Zikai inherited Fang Yusheng's good points from playing the violin, but he had also inherited Fang Yusheng's bad singing voice.

In the kitchen, Qiao Jiusheng heard Fang Zikai sing a song, and her heart turned cold.

"Your son's dream of becoming the king of singers is about to be shattered." His singing was even worse than Fang Yusheng's.

Fang Yusheng's lips twitched. "I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously."

Breakfast was ready. Qiao Jiusheng was about to bring the plate to the table when Fang Yusheng reached out to take it. "I'll do it. There's water on the ground. Don't fall."

During the meal, Fang Yusheng kept observing Qiao Jiusheng.

Seeing that Qiao Jiusheng's appetite was not bad, Fang Yusheng felt relieved. "Eat more. After a while, the little thing will start to throw a tantrum. You won't be able to eat it even if you want to." Fang Yusheng still remembered how pitiful Qiao Jiusheng had looked when she was pregnant with Fang Zicheng and his brother, vomiting until the sky turned dark.

Qiao Jiusheng shook her head and said, "I can't eat anymore either. I'm full."

She put down the bowl and said, "I've been playing around for more than a month. I have to go to the shop to take a look." As she spoke, she walked towards the dormitory in the back. When she came out after changing her clothes, the two children had disappeared again. "Where are they?" she asked Fang Yusheng.

Fang Yusheng said, "They went to Mansion Number Seven."

They went to play with Dongli Ao again.

Qiao Jiusheng nodded, indicating that she understood. She took her car keys and was about to leave when Fang Yusheng said, "I'll send you off."

"There's no need. It's not that far. I've driven this road countless times. It's fine."

Fang Yusheng insisted on sending her off. "I'm worried about you being alone."

In the end, Qiao Jiusheng could only compromise.

Qiao Jiusheng had not visited the shop for a long time. Some of the employees had begun to slack off again. The moment she arrived, she fired a young lady in the shop who was not working seriously. That young lady was so angry that she cried. She looked at Qiao Jiusheng with an unconvinced expression.

Qiao Jiusheng pretended not to see anything. After the girl left with her bag, she told the other employees some things to take note of before returning to the third floor.

Fang Yusheng was sitting on the bamboo couch. Seeing her come upstairs, he quickly stood up.

"Did you lecture someone?"

"I've fired one."

Fang Yusheng was quite surprised. "I thought you would punish her by cutting her pay and spare her." In his impression, Qiao Jiusheng had always been an easy-going person. Seeing that she was serious this time, how could Fang Yusheng not be surprised?