When Feng Yan came back to complain to Ye Lai, his face was full of melancholy, and then he revealed his longing and fantasy for another child who was about to come——
"Sicheng's personality is a bit too gentle and quiet, a bit like his grandmother."
"As for Lulu, he is simply a violent little expert in a cute baby's shell, a little King Kong cotton-padded jacket."
There are more or less some shortcomings.
"But when I think about my character and your character, I probably won't be able to give birth to a soft and cute baby."
"What kind of child do you like?"
Ye Lai was lying on his side, with the palm of one hand touching his cheek, "Is this still a choice?"
"We can't choose, but that doesn't stop us from fantasizing."
Ye Lai immediately used his imagination, "Then..."
"I probably like people with stronger personalities, whether boys or girls."
"Isn't Lu Lu powerful enough?" Feng Yan's heart trembled, "But no, let's raise a lady. If that doesn't work, we can have a son with a stronger personality."
Sometimes he wondered if the souls of his son and daughter had been changed.
The youngest daughter was right in what she said. Feng Sicheng will definitely inherit the family property in the future. His personality is too gentle and easy to talk to, so he is not suitable for managing a large enterprise, let alone staying in the business world. He will be skinned and eaten after cramps.
It's not that Feng Yan favors sons over daughters. If the children grow up and only Feng Shiyan has the ability to take over the family business, he will naturally be willing to give it to his daughter.
"Do you really think Sicheng has a gentle personality?" Ye Lai suddenly asked.
Feng Yan frowned, "Isn't it gentle?"
Ye Lai pointed at him, and then pointed at himself: "You don't know what your character is like? You don't know how destructive I was when I was angry before? Do you think people like us can really give birth to one another?
A gentle boy? What are you thinking about?"
In her eyes, Feng Sicheng has never been a soft persimmon, but he is sensible and responsible towards his father and sister. He does not contradict his father or compete with his sister, so he creates the illusion of a good temper and a good character.
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The little protagonist in question had just finished taking a shower and was lying on his bed.
Feng Sicheng put on a pair of anti-blue light glasses, turned on the bedside lamp, and picked up his phone to check his unread messages.
There is a group chatting.
It was a separate group for several of their good friends in the same grade.
The little fat guy in the group liked him several times, causing Feng Sicheng's WeChat account to buzz for a long time.
Feng Sicheng: [Do you know you are very noisy? 】
Little Fatty: [Hey hey hey, Sicheng, it’s the weekend, do you want to come out and play? My dad asked me to learn golf, but I’m not very good at it. I know you can, so come and teach me. 】
The friends here are all from this city, and they all know Feng Yan's name more or less, but they have no business dealings with him.
One is because the industries they are exposed to are different, and the other is that they don’t have the ability to recognize Feng Yan, who has a different position.
Feng Sicheng: [You can’t even learn golf, so why are you still studying?]
Little Fatty: [Reading is much easier than playing golf!]
Little Thin Man: [Fat boy, please stop talking and write in a low profile in front of top students.]
Little Fatty: [……?? A scientific tyrant? ]
Feng Sicheng: [……]
It seems that no one knows about his partiality, and he often brings it up as a source of discussion.
Feng Sicheng: [I wish you can learn golf as soon as possible.]
After saying this, he quit the WeChat group and looked at other messages.
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next door.
"Dong dong."
Feng Shiyan was arranging her little cheongsam, "Please come in."
Feng Sicheng opened the door a little and said, "Lulu, it's my brother."
"Come in, brother."
"What's wrong?" Feng Shiyan stood up and sat on the small sofa.
Feng Sicheng came over and sat down. He put his phone on the table and showed it to her: "Please reply for me."
Taking the phone and looking at the messages from the four or five girls inviting Feng Sicheng to go out for the weekend, the little girl laughed: "Brother, don't you like playing with these sisters?"
"What fun is there with them?"
"They may like their brother, so they want to play together."
Feng Shiyan lowered her head while talking and typing in reply to the little girls.
"I know."
Feng Shiyan was stunned: "Since you know everything, why do you still..."
"You speak more viciously than me. If you refuse more simply, it would be best if they don't invite me again in the future."
Feng Shiyan: "..."
Should she feel happy for her brother's praise?
But it seems that there is no trace of joy in my heart.
After just a moment, Feng Shiyan returned the phone to him.
Feng Sicheng looked down, his expression a little numb.
Because, Feng Shiyan's reply to those people was all the same -
[No, I don’t have time. Studying is much more interesting than you. I hope you won’t bother me again in the future. Thank you.]
Feng Shiyan looked at her brother innocently: "What's wrong?"
"you……"
"Didn't my brother ask me to refuse more harshly? I said this, if they still invite you in the future, it only means..."
Logically speaking, the end of this sentence pattern should be the word true love.
However, Feng Shiyan never forgot that they were still innocent and lovely children, so she said: "It can only mean that that person is very thick-skinned."
Feng Sicheng almost choked on his own saliva, "Okay...well said!"
"elder brother."
"Um?"
"Mom is pregnant. We are going to have a baby again."
Feng Sicheng turned off his phone and said, "That's right."
"Would you be unhappy?"
Feng Sicheng felt strange: "Why should I be unhappy?"
"Aren't you worried that your parents won't care about you from now on?"
"But I already have a sister like you, so it doesn't matter if I have one more. What's more, why don't my parents care about us? We are both our parents' children. It's just that when a new brother or sister is born, he is still young, so
It's normal for parents to pay more attention to him. When he grows up, it will be the same."
"Is that so?" Feng Shiyan dragged her chin.
Feng Sicheng was confused: "Lulu, don't you want a younger brother or younger sister?"
"How could it be?" Feng Shiyan shook her head: "Of course I want it. But I will worry that my parents will no longer care about us by then and only care about the new child."
"What's the matter? Even then, you still have a brother. How many years have we known each other? That little Douding was just born. My brother is just like Lulu."
The unborn third child of the Feng family: I feel unwelcome by my brothers and sisters, Blue Skinny Mushroom...
"Brother is the best!" Feng Shiyan smiled and hugged Feng Sicheng and acted coquettishly.
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The next day.
The first time Heizi arrived here, he patrolled the entire villa without missing even a blind spot.