Urban Fashion Cultivation

It was rare for Yuan Baoqiang to look left and right stupidly, and then tentatively asked Fan Zhilan who was smiling slightly at him: "Yuan, Yuan Wenguang?"

Fan Zhilan called obediently: "Yes, Dad."

As I said before, because Fairy Kongmeng has countless ministers under her skirt, she herself can't tell who Fan Zhilan's real father is, and even if she knows, Fan Zhilan has never seen her before, so in his heart, there is no "father" at all. 'The concept of this appellation is to gain favorability anyway, and Fan Zhilan calls her very calmly, no different from calling her a cat or a dog.

Yuan Baoqiang took a deep breath.

He really didn't expect that Fang Xiaoying would be so outstanding in raising his illegitimate son!

In fact, the reason why he brought so many people this time is to prevent Fang Xiaoying from stealing the day, hiding his own son, and using a fake one to deal with him, so he will still do a paternity test, but at this moment, Yuan Baoqiang has 80.00 With [-]% certainty, this should be her own son, because even if Fang Xiaoying cheated, where did she find such an outstanding young man? This is the first, and the second is that if an illegitimate child is too good, it may threaten Yuan Wensheng's interests. Fang Xiaoying Not that stupid.

Yuan Baoqiang blinked his eyes, and soon tears filled his eyes.

"Wen Guang, Dad came to see you! Look at your child, your nose and mouth are so similar to mine, and your eyes... are just like those carved out of your mother's mold. Oh, Dad is late, do you blame Dad? "

In fact, Yuan Baoqiang didn't remember what his little lover looked like, so he just talked nonsense.

A young man standing behind him on the left smiled flatteringly: "Congratulations Mr. Yuan, the young master looks so much like you! Your difficulties, such a sensible child as the young master, will definitely understand you. Now you and It's a great joy that the young master and his son recognize each other!"

Fan Zhilan secretly rolled her eyes, opened her eyes and said nonsense, how does she look like this slick guy?But on the surface, he nodded obediently, with a look of admiration that I am proud of my father. He heard Yuan Baoqiang's stomach growling just now, and now he is acting obediently: "Dad hasn't eaten breakfast yet? Come and taste what I made by myself Breakfast, this is specially made to welcome Dad!"

Hao Yingjun was pleasantly surprised!Just now I said that Fan Zhilan's emotional intelligence is not enough, look at this response, isn't it very good?

In fact, Fan Zhilan still has some theoretical knowledge. Fairy Kongmeng had been giving her orders for more than ten years, but he just lacked practical experience. Once he had a strong will, those things on paper were activated, and then related to how he treated them back then. Fairy Kongmeng, so there is no need to think about all kinds of good-looking skills, they just open their mouths, and their spiritual thoughts flow like a spring.

And the most important thing is that because Fan Zhilan looks good, she is simply a true example of the legendary top family's children. When he behaves like this, he will not appear flattering and wretched, but a gentleman is modest enough to make people feel flattered, and then treat him generate great affection.

Yuan Baoqiang immediately felt that it was very ironic, his father's love sprouted in his chest, and he was so proud that he really deserved to be my son!

In fact, he had intended this for a long time. When his stomach was empty, it would be inhumane to refuse to eat such a tempting aroma!At this time, he heard that his son made it himself, so he sat down and pretended to glared at the Filipino maid next to him, "How can I let the young master do it himself? What's the use of raising you!"

Someone who is proficient in English immediately translated it for the boss, and the Filipino maid Haimi apologized repeatedly in panic, but Fan Zhilan protected her and said to Yuan Baoqiang: "Father, I don't make it often, today I made it specially for you to eat! If others want to eat it, they won't give it to them, so hurry up and try it, or it will be cold!"

Yuan Baoqiang picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks in a good manner, slightly dipped it in the seasoning, and put it in his mouth.This crystal shrimp dumpling is very beautiful. The skin is pure white and transparent. Inside, the reddish whole prawns, emerald green shepherd's purse, and tender yellow corn kernels are very colorful. When you eat it, you will find that it is really 'Xiuwaihuizhong' crystal shrimp dumplings!It was tender and juicy, with endless aftertaste. Yuan Baoqiang, who is used to good food, didn't even have the time to pause, so he ate three in a row.

In a quiet restaurant, the sound of a person chewing with relish, finally someone in the younger brother group behind him couldn't help it, and the sound of swallowing and spitting came one after another, so loud that people couldn't ignore it.

Only then did Yuan Baoqiang stop his chopsticks. He first admired his son who had just met with his eyes, then turned his head slightly and said haha: "You heard it just now, only I can enjoy Wenguang's craftsmanship, that's all, let's catch up early in the morning You should be hungry when you come here, go ask the Filipino maid to make you some breakfast, don’t just stand there, go to the living room to have a rest!”

The younger brother group retreated obediently.

Fan Zhilan brought a plate of three soup dumplings with chicken juice and put them in front of Yuan Baoqiang, "Father also try these soup dumplings, promise, you have to pierce them with a straw like this first, and drink the soup before eating!"

Yuan Baoqiang ate three shrimp dumplings. His appetite was whetted right now. He inserted a straw into it as he said. The steamed stuffed buns were delicious right now and they were not so hot. The chicken juice was sucked into his mouth, and all the taste buds on his tongue seemed to wake up all at once. After the chicken juice passed down his throat, Yuan Baoqiang couldn't help squinting his eyes and let out a very comfortable sigh.

Yuan Baoqiang is now worth more than [-] million yuan, what good food hasn't he eaten?Abalone, shark's fin and big lobster are cooked by the chefs of expensive top clubs. Those things are absolutely delicious, but today's two most common shrimp dumplings and soup dumplings made him really feel every pore in his body. They were all so comfortable and joyful. For a moment, he suddenly thought of a saying, saying that a dish is full of deep love. Before, he always thought he would sneer at it, and he was a fool, but now he was a little uncertain. Could it be that such a thing really exists?

Shaking his head, Yuan Baoqiang felt a little dizzy.

After eating two more in a row, after overcoming the hunger, he stirred the rice porridge with a spoon, and said to Fan Zhilan amiably: "How can Wenguang have such a good craftsmanship? Could it be that he often Want to cook by yourself?"

Fan Zhilan: "No, Dad. I've loved thinking about this since I was a child. Who told me to be greedy? Haha, doesn't Dad like what I make now? I'm so happy to be able to use it!"

Yuan Baoqiang looked at Fan Zhilan with loving eyes, "Oh, it's all because of my father's bad behavior. I can't come to see you after so many years, and let you grow up alone. My father is really guilty."

Fan Zhilan: "When I was young, I was very sad why my father didn't come to see me, but when I grew up, I understood everything. My father also has his own difficulties. Don't feel guilty. After all, my father gave me life. I have always been grateful to Dad."

Yuan Baoqiang: "Wen Guang..."

Fan Zhilan: "Dad..."

The two of them had red eye circles together, held hands and looked at teary eyes, they were speechless and choked up, Hao Yingjun looked dumbfounded at the side, this scene was really... touching.

Hao Yingjun accidentally made a noise, and Yuan Baoqiang finally noticed that there was such a creature at the same table, "Hey, why is there a hamster!"

Fan Zhilan quickly explained: "Ah, this is my pet. I've kept it for a long time. Isn't it cute?"

The corner of Yuan Baoqiang's mouth twitched, and he nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah, cute."

He paused, then changed the subject: "Wen Guang, now that Dad's company has stabilized, you can go home with Dad this time. You also have an older brother and a younger sister. The older brother is Wen Sheng, and the younger sister is Xi He. I'll take you to know them when I go back. Now you too, and you're going to go to college. When the time comes, what major do you like? Dad will ask someone to arrange it for you."

Fan Zhilan nodded: "Okay, thank you Dad."

Yuan Baoqiang: "Wenguang, you may not know that Dad's current company scale is not bad. You should study business in college. After graduation, you can come back to help Dad. What do you think?"

Fan Zhilan bit her lips in embarrassment, and finally said: "But Dad, I don't like studying business! I get a headache when I see those statistics. I like studying art."

There was a sharp light in Yuan Baoqiang's eyes, and he lowered his eyes and smiled, "Why do you like studying art? Did someone instill this idea in you? There is no way out of studying art."

Fan Zhilan shook her head confidently, "No one taught me. I have been interested in art since I was a child. I have learned the classical arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting fairly well. Does Dad want to see my works?"

"Oh?" Yuan Baoqiang said with a smile, "Otherwise, you should first draw a picture, then write a word, and then play the piano for Dad!"

So Fan Zhilan excitedly ran upstairs to get the tools.