beauty should be like this

Zuo Yu has been mischievous since he was a child, and he was a complete playboy when he was adolescence. He was not serious about his studies, fell in love with puppies and fought. His mistakes made his family no longer have any hope of him becoming a good student.

Later, when I grew up a little, although my childish mistakes became less and less, but in terms of dating, I never stopped, and my girlfriends changed so quickly that no one could remember their faces.

His character and life are of course inseparable from family education.

In Yang Rong's view, what his son does is no different from any young boy, as long as he is happy and does not hurt others, it is not worth making a fuss about. My son is getting older, I hope he can settle down soon and let me hold my grandson.

As for Zuo Pengcheng, who manages a lot of things every day, he has never asked more questions. There are only a handful of instructions for more than 20 years, just to tell him not to hurt the world by thinking with his lower body.

The tolerance of his parents made Zuo Yu happy to spend his days leisurely. He was really used to being free. Before, he couldn't believe that one day he would actively and strongly desire to introduce his partner to his family.

But Wen Qianyu was indeed like a treasure, which made him feel the urge to be upright.

Thinking about going back to the country to do business automatically, it can be considered exhausting. It is no problem to support yourself and live a relaxed life. Even if your parents are unhappy and interfere with it, at least you will not force yourself to starve to death.

Besides... Qianqian's biological father is not an ordinary person.

The big deal is to ask for help when the time comes. If the trouble reaches a certain level, it is probably impossible for the elders to have any way to interfere in their own life.

After making up his mind, Zuo Yu immediately tried his best to find a chance to go home for dinner, and when his father went to the study to read antique books, he followed behind mysteriously, closed the door and said, "Dad, let me tell you something. "

Zuo Pengcheng put on his reading glasses and asked lightly, "How much do you want?"

"It's money to keep your mouth shut, don't be so vulgar." Zuo Yu was speechless.

"Did you come to me for other things?" Zuo Pengcheng asked back.

Zuo Yu stroked his short hair guiltily, sat down on the chair next to him and said seriously, "I'm in love."

Zuo Pengcheng looked at his son with a caring and foolish expression: "So what, what trouble did you cause?"

"Hey, no trouble." Zuo Yu didn't know how unreliable he was in the past, but he even left such an impression on his father, and said angrily: "I'm just in love, and the other party is a very good person. I want to introduce I’m afraid that she won’t be able to accept it for you and my mother, and I’m thinking about you being well-informed and open-minded, so I came here to let you know.”

Zuo Pengcheng let out his breath through his nose and sneered, "Is that the little boy from the Fashion Institute?"

Zuo Yu showed an expression of "as expected": "Are you spying on me?"

"What am I spying on you for? What's so interesting about you?" Zuo Pengcheng put down his precious ancient books: "Your sister told me secretly before, why, you're getting deeper and deeper?"

"He's really a very good person, why are you talking like I'm on the path of crime?" Zuo Yu's original servile attitude suddenly became angry because of Zuo Xi's "betrayal": "Yes, His name is Wen Qianyu, he is a man, but so what, what age is this? If mother wants a grandson so much, I can go to artificial insemination for surrogacy, right? "

"I haven't said anything yet, so you won't be able to keep your mouth shut." Zuo Pengcheng is a very wealthy businessman, his face didn't show the slightest emotion, he just said: "I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense, just stop talking about things that don't make sense." I mentioned it to your mother, so that if she is upset, it will make the family restless."

"Why is it out of line, I'm serious!" Zuo Yu punched the cotton, almost jumping up in anger.

"Growing up so big, have you ever had any kind of longevity? How do I know if you just came on a whim for freshness?" Zuo Pengcheng asked back.

Zuo Yu refused to accept it, but he couldn't find any examples to refute it.

"All in all, if you can still be so impatient after two or three years, tell me again." Zuo Pengcheng said lightly: "No one cares about you if you play with you. It's still the same sentence, don't hurt the world, don't mess with the old man Get angry, I don't have the time to intervene in the rest."

Before coming here, I was full of words, but my father blocked them all.

Zuo Yu hesitated to speak several times.

At this moment, Yang Rong came in with the cut fruit and asked, "Come on, Xiaoxiaoshi, what are you two talking about?"

Zuo Pengcheng is a man who loves his wife very much, he frowned at his son.

Zuo Yu didn't dare start a war anymore, so he had to answer: "Ask my dad about import tax declaration. Mom, I'm going to the company."

"Stay a little longer, you haven't been seen all day long, I..." Yang Rong couldn't help complaining.

"I'm so busy." Zuo Yu checked the car keys and wallet in the leather jacket: "Come back on Sunday night, make me ribs, don't forget."

After finishing speaking, he returned home without a trace.

-

Wen Qianyu, who lived an honest life, certainly couldn't guess what Zuo Yu was doing behind his back. He didn't think much about Wen Mu, let alone Zuo Yu's parents. The biggest worry every day was that the clothes were not well designed, and he was afraid of Liang Xi was just disappointed in him.

After a hasty dinner that day, the little beauty ran to sit down on the sofa by the pool, and opened a new page in the sketchbook.

Because it is the top floor of a high-rise building, it is sparkling and extremely quiet, and it has become his favorite resting place.

Just when he couldn't find inspiration and was frowning, Zuo Yu suddenly came over with a cigarette in his mouth: "How many hours a day do you have to paint before you are willing to do it? This thing is not physical labor. Let's talk about it when you have an idea."

"You don't understand." Wen Qianyu was a little anxious in her heart, and her tone was naturally impatient.

"How do I understand if you don't tell me?" Zuo Yu leaned over and picked up the miscellaneous waste papers on the ground, persuading him, "I suggest you try it, but it's not forcing you to complete the task. The more pressure you have, the worse it will be. It's better to change your mood easily."

Wen Qianyu knew what he said was right, and said depressedly: "But I'm afraid that Teacher Liang thinks I'm not good enough. Recently, I went to school and went to practice. It's dark every day when I come back, thinking about a lot of unfinished homework and work. My heart can't calm down at all—how can Teacher Liang be so busy and still have room for his own design?"

"Because she has been on the battlefield for a long time." Zuo Yu sat next to Qianqian: "And your personality may be different from hers, if there are too many things that make you bored, then give it up and just concentrate on painting at home. "

Wen Qianyu shook her head and smiled helplessly at him: "I just don't have a strong heart."

"Go, I'll take you out to change your mood!" Zuo Yu suddenly took his hand: "You're just too nervous."

"No, no, no, I'm not going to the bar, it's going to be a mess." Wen Qianyu immediately refused.

Zuo Yu said, "Who said you went to the bar?"

"Then what other hobbies do you have, hmph." Wen Qianyu didn't believe that this guy could take her to such an elegant place, and couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Zuo Yu, who was seen through, touched his head and said, "Does exercise count?"

-

The two of them were sweating profusely on the basketball court in the middle of the night. It was really like venting too much energy, but running panting in the evening wind for half an hour, the paralyzed brain unexpectedly woke up.

Wen Qianyu wore a ponytail, wearing Zuo Yu's oversized basketball jersey, blushing and sweating from exhaustion, jumping anxiously in front of him: "You let me, I don't play often!"

"I let you? You are so young, should you let me be more or less?" Zuo Yu patted the ball and laughed.

Wen Qianyu refused to admit defeat, and immediately rushed up again, fighting with him around the ball.

-

The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the newsstands selling ice cream on the roadside began to close.

Wen Qianyu bought the last cone before the boss closed the stall, and ate happily on the side of the road: "It's good to exercise occasionally."

Zuo Yu threw the empty bottle into the trash can and hummed.

"But this is too tiring, I'm going to practice yoga." Wen Qianyu said again.

Zuo Yu laughed: "Yes, unlock more poses."

"How could you think of such a thing!" Wen Qianyu raised her leg and wanted to kick him.

"It means that I am a normal man. How dare you swear that you didn't think about it?" Zuo Yu was confident.

Wen Qianyu looked at him with a very subtle look, bit the cone and whispered: "Well... If you let me do it last time, it's okay to think about it."

These words frightened Zuo Yu's nerves, and he hurried away from the little beauty for several steps.

Wen Qianyu curled the corner of her mouth: "Why are you hiding? You'd better pray that you won't grow old when I grow up. Anyway, I really don't know how to respect the elderly."

Being ridiculed for age...

Zuo Yu, who has always been making mistakes on the grounds of being young and ignorant, suddenly saw the passage of time in the little beauty.

Looking at Qianqian's past photos, he looked more like a girl in his teens. Although he is still handsome now, he is gradually getting closer to Wenmu because of his taller figure and stretched waist.

Maybe one day, Wen Qianyu will become a completely outstanding and powerful man.

Zuo Yu, who thought he was afraid of this, imagined silently, but he didn't resist too much. Although he didn't know how long it would be in the future, he still believed that the firm mood now would not be too strong by then. Any changes will happen casually.