Urban Fashion Cultivation

The place where Fan Zhilan is now, at best, is full of natural scenery and pastoral style, at best, it is deserted and remote, and there is a narrow road not far from the door. Drive to the nearest It takes an hour in the county seat, let alone the city.According to Hao Yingjun's investigation, this villa was one of the dowry industries of the original Fang Xiaoying. Fang Xiaoying's grandfather's hometown was near here before he made a fortune. His son built this place for his filial piety. After the old man passed away, Fang Xiaoying married , I simply gave it to her, and she can use it for anything in the future.

When Fang Xiaoying was dealing with the illegitimate child, she remembered such a place, and simply exiled people here.Back then, Fang Xiaoying's girlish heart hadn't been wiped clean by reality, and she loved Yuan Baoqiang deeply. Although she was sad and angry, she didn't dare to throw Yuan Baoqiang's son into an orphanage for fear of hurting her feelings.In the ten years that followed, Yuan Baoqiang pretended to be a prodigal son who turns back to be an affectionate man, and never mentioned this illegitimate child. While Fang Xiaoying was happy, thinking of this lump made her unhappy everywhere, and under intentional indulgence, a fever ruined the child's childhood. Fang Xiaoying didn't take it seriously, how did she think that Yuan Baoqiang would pursue it one day?

Leaving aside this, it turned out that the child was gone after all.It's just that because of the remoteness of this place today, the female secretary who fell and broke her nose was miserable.

This is the real face of blood.

While the female secretary was crying, everyone hurriedly carried her into the car, recommended two honest people to accompany her in the car, and hurried to the nearest hospital.In interpersonal communication, beauties have always been popular. Among the people who came, there were basically men who had flirted with this beautiful female secretary before. It can all cast a little psychological shadow, these guys have no lively and fragrant carrots hanging in front of them, naturally they don't want to delay the chance to get good feelings with the big boss because of this kind of thing, but in the end they shirked to the end, and only two unlucky guys accompanied them The female secretary went to the hospital.

This long and slightly bumpy road to exile, when they first arrived at the county hospital and finally transferred to the city hospital, became a tragic nightmare that the female secretary would never forget.

In the villa on the other side, the Filipino maids cleaned up the scattered bloodstains. Fan Zhilan was isolated by Yuan Baoqiang in the restaurant and did not show him the scene there. He was also happy to pretend to be innocent.When the female secretary was taken away, seeing that the people in the living room were still in shock, Fan Zhilan pressed the lyre and played a piece of music with a soothing effect, matched with the chirping birds outside, everyone listened in a daze, All the irritability was gone, and only then did I feel refreshed by the pleasant scenery here.

Fan Zhilan's movements when playing the piano are extremely beautiful, not in a rigid concave shape, she is really free and easy in every way when she lowers her eyes and waves her hands.The idea that this critical moment must be brilliant and charming originated from Kongmeng Fairy. Through the joint adaptation of Fan Zhilan and Hao Yingjun, the original beauty and charm of Kongmeng Fairy has become today's freehand style. Today is also the first time that outsiders show in front of you.

After finishing playing a song, she looked at Yuan Baoqiang out of the corner of her eye, her eyes were full of admiration and fascination, so Fan Zhilan was quite satisfied with the final effect.

Fan Zhilan: "How is it, Dad? Are you okay?"

Yuan Baoqiang: "It's not bad! I didn't expect my son to be a genius. Who did you learn these things from? It's really beyond my father's expectation. At your level, I can see that you are faster than those guys who can blow to the sky." Much stronger!"

Fan Zhilan smiled and said: "Is it really so powerful? Dad is not coaxing me, is it? Well, in fact, I have not been specially taught, it was enlightened by those tutors, and then I figured it out by myself. Qingjing, after so many years of self-study, I don’t know if I have gone in the wrong direction.”

Yuan Baoqiang made a guilty expression, and said, "Oh, it's all because of my father's badness, which made you suffer. Wen Guang, it seems that you have a rare talent in art. If you really like it, my father will not force you. If you don’t want to learn anything else, I’ll find the best teacher for you later, how about what you want to learn?”

Under Hao Yingjun's secret reminder, Fan Zhilan said to Yuan Baoqiang with anticipation in her eyes: "Thank you dad, then you can send you to study abroad in a while, I want to go to Europe, where the artistic atmosphere is better. Strong, and I have always been interested in Western painting methods, but because I haven’t had the opportunity to get in touch with it these years, I have always regretted it. Now that my father treats me so well, I directly proposed it. Can you agree?”

Yuan Baoqiang: "Going to Europe? Can't you study in China? In fact, you want to learn oil painting or something, and there are very high-level people in China. Our father and son have just met, and you have to go to such a far place. You will not see each other for many years. Face, dad is not at ease!"

After a pause, Yuan Baoqiang asked again: "Also, Wen Guang, can you speak foreign languages?"

Fan Zhilan was choked, because he really didn't know how to do it, he knew that the fat black servant had been speaking a foreign language, and the babbling was not at all similar to what he was speaking now.In fact, it was Hao Yingjun who pushed him to go abroad. How could he be thinking of running out when he just came here?Moreover, Fan Zhilan felt even more boring when she thought that everyone outside looked like the maid and said that it would make people dizzy.

It's just because Hao Yingjun obviously has a better understanding of the situation here, and Fan Zhilan has never been self-willed when it comes to people and things. Since Hao Yingjun insists on it, there is a reason for it.He hasn't even built a foundation yet. Although his force value is higher than these ordinary people, it is far from being able to run amok. Who knows if there are any masters in this world?Blind rampage is a brutal man, so he needs to coax Yuan Baoqiang, after all, this is a shortcut that can be seen.

Fan Zhilan: "I can learn. I want to experience the outside atmosphere when I go abroad. While I am young, I want to broaden my horizons."

Yuan Baoqiang stood up, waved his hand and said, "Don't mention this now, just prepare and go home with me first! As for how to arrange in the future, we will discuss it slowly after the settlement is settled."

It turned out that the child had died a few years ago, and after that, only a widowed old man was left here to look after the yard, lest no one lived there and it would soon become dilapidated. The old man was cleared away and replaced by the current group of people.Although the few staff who were in charge of the affairs did not do a good job in finding people because of Hao Yingjun's intervention, they were still very careful.

How can a house make traces of a person's existence in a very short period of time?From childhood to adulthood, all personal items, including used toys, books that have been flipped through, and even scratches on the wall, not to mention perfection, at least not reveal flaws that even an idiot can see that something is wrong.So in the first two days, a few errands worked so hard that they didn't have time to sleep. They collected a whole house of things and put them in the place where they should be. Now it's time to test the results. Looking at it from a distance, the beating speed of the heart can't be slowed down at all.

The closet is full of clothes, and the bookshelves are full of books. At first glance, Fang Xiaoying has never abused this illegitimate child. Although this child lives in a remote place, he looks quite rich materially and spiritually. .The subordinates who came to work couldn't care about these things, so they just focused on helping to carry it. Yuan Baoqiang walked upstairs to the bedroom with his hands behind his back, flipping through the things on the small desk beside him.

It's very simple, an unwritten notebook, a few books, a round pen holder with a few pens in it, the table is spotless, Yuan Baoqiang looked at Fan Zhilan through the matching vanity mirror on it, and asked: "Wen Guang, what's the matter?" Haven’t seen any pictures of you as a child?”