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The busy figure of Fang Yunmo appeared in the kitchen again. Fang Zizhou hugged his knees and waited for the time to pass. After nearly half an hour, a bowl of steaming sweet soup appeared in front of him again.

In hope and anticipation, Fang Zizhou scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth with trembling fingertips.

If it was the joy of seeing countless figures of men inadvertently and in memory before, then after the real taste, there are only tears and disappointment that want to cover your face.

Fang Yunmo saw that the young man closed his eyes tremblingly after only tasting a spoonful, got up without saying a word, and walked up to the second floor as if in a daze.

Don't teenagers like it?

The door closed, and Fang Zizhou slid weakly along the back of the door inch by inch onto the thick carpet. In the silent room, he hugged his knees and buried his entire face in it.

Similar taste, but only similar.

Seeing such a lonely person, Qilin couldn't bear it, 【Master...Master, are you okay. 】

After a long time, the hoarse voice came slowly, 【Nothing, but... just a setback, I... will find him. 】

Even if the crowd is vast, I will definitely find him!

In the middle of the night, bright lights surrounded the magnificent villa. In the kitchen, Fang Yunmo, who had repeated his actions countless times, put down the spoon and poured the sweet soup with the same taste into the trash can next to it.

Countless perplexities flashed across the firm eyes, why didn't the young man like it?

In the corner of the kitchen that he couldn't see, lay the kitchen seasoning processing tool quietly - the grinding table, the grinding table that was not completely cleaned, it is not difficult to see the haste of the servant leaving, through the scattered white dust There are only one or two crystals under it, and it can be seen that the seasoning and sugar it processed not long ago today.

……

Fang Baoxuan rarely cried or made trouble these few days, and she cooperated abnormally every time she changed her medicine. This was not because he was in a good mood and didn't want to bother the doctor anymore, but because he didn't dare.

Originally, he thought that after the last slap, Fang Yunmo would definitely come to confess his mistake to him, but he waited for Fang Yunmo not to come, and waited for Fang Yunmo not to come, in the end he couldn't take it anymore, and went downstairs secretly, and found Fang Yunmo alone Man repeats making sweet soup in the kitchen.

do, taste, pour, do, taste, pour...

Although Fang Baoxuan knew that the appearance of Fang Zizhou might take away part of Fang Yunmo's sight, but he did not expect that Fang Yunmo's all was taken away.

Washing hands for soup, this is the treatment that Fang Baoxuan has never had in the Fang family for so long.

At that time, if Fang Baoxuan's reason hadn't stopped him, he felt that he might really rush upstairs and kill Fang Zizhou with his own hands.

Fang Baoxuan, who didn't dare to show his face, had already made a plan. He would give in to Fang Yunmo the next day. According to Fang Yunmo's "love" for him, he would be able to grab people's attention again, but he who hadn't seen Fang Yunmo the next day , After taking the daily medicine, he fell asleep directly. At this time, he finally discovered the sleeping pill mixed in his daily medicine.

Fang Baoxuan is not stupid, so he didn't go to Fang Yunmo to make trouble with the doctor.

Because he knew that they would not dare to give doctors ten guts. There are many private doctors in the Fang family, but no one has said this. There is only one possibility. Fang Yunmo knew about this matter and acquiesced. carried out below.

Recalling Fang Yunmo's impatient expression on his temples when he was crying recently, Fang Baoxuan's heart is like a mirror.

Maybe Fang Yunmo knows everything, as long as he doesn't make trouble, he is willing to indulge his petty capriciousness and temper, but this time he obviously touched his bottom line.

Originally, Fang Baoxuan's injury was almost healed. With the cooperation of the past few days, the injury on his arm finally completely recovered. Now he doesn't care about the embarrassment of being slapped. At the same table for the first time.

On the table

"Dad, you promised to accompany the baby to travel abroad last time."

Fang Yunmo helped him pick up bamboo shoots with chopsticks and put them in the bowl, saying: "Well, in two days, Dad will finish his business." The boy is always so quiet, so it's time to go out with someone to relax.

Fang Baoxuan looked at the bamboo shoots in the bowl and wanted to throw them all into the trash can, but he didn't have the guts. He didn't want to have the accident last time in this life.

Holding the poisonous bamboo shoots in the bowl, Fang Baoxuan bit the bullet and ate it. The moment the dish entered the mouth, it was so spicy that it almost spit out. Immediately drank a glass of water, pulled a stiff smile on his face and said, "Dad's taste has become stronger." It almost didn't kill me.

Fang Yunmo's movements paused, and he secretly looked at Fang Zizhou who was not far away, who was bowing his head and saying nothing, and replied with a light grace.

Fang Yunmo said: "Where do you want to go?"

Fang Baoxuan smiled shyly: "As long as I can go out to play with my father, my baby can go anywhere..."

"Where does Zizhou want to go?"

The moment the words fell, Fang Baoxuan felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped across the face.

However, Fang Zizhou rolled his eyes in his heart, it's none of my business.

Fang Yunmo didn't mind his ignorance, and said, "I heard that Zizhou always wanted to go to the beach, so let's go to the beach for vacation after the matter is settled in a few days." After speaking, he turned his gaze back to Fang Baoxuan on the other side .

"Just go to the beach for vacation."

"Okay." Fang Baoxuan nodded with a smile, but the fingers placed beside her directly scratched the leather dining chair.

It's Fang Zizhou again! ! !

Fang Zizhou didn't give the two of them a look from the beginning to the end, and he didn't make a sound, ignoring the "friendly" interaction between the father and son like an outsider, and only picked the plate in front of him.

Fragrant Bamboo Shoots Stir-Fried Pork Slices.

Just one word, spicy.

Although his throat and eyes hurt from the spicy food, and his eyes burst into tears, Fang Zizhou still buried his head and continued to eat.

I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf!

It's like taking the wrong medicine. The dishes are getting hotter every day. You know that I won't stand up to pick up the dishes, but you put the hottest dishes in front of me every day, so that you don't care about your son's health and don't look for it. A doctor will show me if I'm sick (?) When your own son becomes dumb and can't be saved, Fang Yunmo will have you crying.

As soon as Fang Yunmo turned around, he saw Fang Zizhou picking up a dish, thinking that he couldn't pick up other dishes, so he helped him pick up other dishes with chopsticks, and said with concern: "Tell Dad what Zizhou wants to eat." , I'll clamp it for you."

Looking at the extra dishes in the bowl, although Fang Zizhou wanted to throw them out, he couldn't do so. He shook his head without saying a word, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

Master Baoxuan saw Fang Yunmo's gaze fell on Fang Zizhou again, and immediately said, "Dad, it will be the baby's birthday in half a month."

Sure enough, Fang Yunmo turned his head sideways, "Well, how do you want to live then?"

"Can you invite a lot of people to come together?"

"Okay, Dad will help you arrange it then."

Just as the two father and son were talking about the issue of birthdays, Fang Zizhou beside him stood up silently, nodded to Fang Yunmo, who was at the head, then turned and left.

"Brother Zizhou, you still haven't finished your meal." Fang Baoxuan's voice sounded from behind.

Fang Yunmo moved his head above the opponent's position, and sure enough, he saw the remaining half of the bowl of rice and the unmoved dishes he had just given to the opponent, and his brows were furrowed.

Fang Zizhou's footsteps paused for a moment, and after being silent for nearly three seconds, he walked towards the second floor without stopping.

Fang Baoxuan pursed her mouth in aggrieved voice: "Father, brother Zizhou is still angry because the baby threw his bowl that night. The baby really didn't mean it. The baby apologized to him today, but he ignored the baby."

"He's just not talkative, not angry."

"Brother Zizhou didn't finish his meal. Dad always taught the baby that 1.1 grains of rice are hard to come by, and rice can't be..."

Fang Baoxuan's voice filled his ears, but Fang Yunmo didn't hear a single word.

These days Fang Zizhou ate very little every day, and seeing his delicate chin tend to be sharpened, he felt very distressed.

Some time ago, seeing someone staring at a spicy dish in front of him, he realized that the teenager likes spicy food (?), so he ordered someone to replace all the dishes at home. He thought that the teenager would eat more, but he didn’t expect it I still eat very little, and if I continue like this, I will lose weight again. What is going on?

"Dad, Dad, Dad, are you listening to the baby?"

Fang Yunmo, whose train of thought was interrupted, turned his head and saw Fang Baoxuan's chubby face. The boy's sharpened chin suddenly flashed in his mind, and a strong feeling of discomfort surged into his heart. He frowned and stood up and said, "Usually Don't eat so much, you can see how fat you are."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Fang Baoxuan's pale and blue face like a palette, got up and left.

The boy ate too little, so he had to prepare more supper at night.

……

Leaving aside the matter of Fang Zizhou, Fang Yunmo and Fang Baoxuan are still the same as before, doting on the heavens, Fang Baoxuan said that he wanted to invite many people to come for his birthday, and then Fang Yunmo sent a message to the top companies and big bosses in Huangshi. Went for the invitation.

Who would dare not to sell Fang Yunmo's face in Huang City? It was not until evening on his birthday, and the Fang family's nearly [-]-acre villa area was surrounded by luxury cars. showed up.

Even those who were not convenient for the government to come in person sent their juniors to the scene one by one, and Jiang Hongsheng happened to be one of them.

The darkness of the night is approaching quietly, and you can see everywhere at the gate of Fang's house, there are gentlemen dressed as gentlemen. Almost all of them put their arms around a pretty girl in scantily clad clothes. As soon as they got off the car, they shook hands and hugged each other with a faint smile. It sounds quite harmonious.

After straightening his front, Jiang Hongsheng bowed and got out of the car. Although he had a tender face, when he appeared here, everyone who saw him smiled and respectfully called him "Mr. Jiang". What they really cared about was the man behind Jiang Hongsheng. As the top leader of Huang City, after all, the truth has never changed through the ages - people don't fight with officials.

Jiang Hongsheng was well aware of everyone's compliments, so no matter who the target was, he would return the compliments one by one with a light smile, perfectly grasping the elegance of an ancient nobleman.

His attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing, neither timid nor arrogant, made everyone's small calculations ringing, and even raised his position in the hearts of several degrees after some conversations, labeling him a 'natural politician'.

After greeting everyone at the gate, Jiang Hongsheng went to the carved iron gate and took out the invitation letter in his hand and handed it to the security guard in front of the gate.

At night, the entire villa area of ​​Fang's family is surrounded by lights like daytime. Both sides of the avenue leading to the gate of the villa are covered with lights. At a glance, the silver and white sparks like jade belts are shining like fire trees and silver flowers.

Walking all the way to the hall, there are quite a few guests in the hall. Although the inside is crowded, there is no noise and chaos. The gentlemen exchange glasses and talk lightly. Like pouring down.

Just as Jiang Hongsheng was talking with other people, a young waiter suddenly approached him and whispered that the young master of the Fang family had invited him.

Thinking of the name Fang Baoxuan, Jiang Hongsheng's heart turned a few corners in an instant, but he didn't show any clues on his face. After politely apologizing to the people around him, he was led away by the waiter.

Passing through the side door of the villa and walking to the back garden, Jiang Hongsheng raised his eyes and saw the young man standing in front of a flower garden with his back turned.

The waiter didn't say much and bowed back respectfully. Jiang Hongsheng glanced around and called out, "Young Master Fang."

When Fang Baoxuan heard the familiar soft call from behind, surprise appeared in his eyes uncontrollably, then he turned around immediately, and all he saw was a gentle and familiar handsome face.

Not as bossy and domineering as he used to be towards others, like a young man in love, when the night fell, Fang Baoxuan whispered with a delicate little face: "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Hongsheng smiled as usual as before.