The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei's heart trembled inexplicably.

Perhaps this is the real monologue in her heart!

It is also for this reason that she in her previous life chose to retire from the music scene for a man, forgetting the fans who loved her, forgetting everything, and even forgetting herself in the long river of time.

Yang Yuying's jade hand gently propped on his chest, stepped back two steps, and said with a clever smile: "I was a little sad just now. What each of us thinks and what we can do in reality are always different things. "

Yang Fei said, "Why don't you follow the most true desire in your heart? Live what you want."

Yang Yuying tilted her head slightly and touched a lock of long hair hanging on her chest: "But, everyone will have fetters! I also have my fetters. There is a difference between wanting to choose and being able to choose."

She seems to have opened her heart and is willing to talk about her family background: "I am a daughter of an ordinary family, and the family is not rich. My mother is a female worker in a factory, because the family is poor, and after work, she still uses weaving machines to help others. Weaving clothes to earn some change to support the family. In my childhood memory, my ears are often the sound of my mother’s weaving machine. Those regular sounds often accompany me to sleep. I respect my mother and I love it very much. she was…"

At this point, the corners of her eyes are a little moist.

Yang Fei drew a piece of paper from the coffee table, gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, and said: "Respect does not necessarily mean acceptance. They want you to sing, do you have to accept it?"

"No, it's not their arrangement, it's my choice. I actually like singing very much, I have loved it since I was a child." Yang Yuying wiped the tears on her face and smiled, "I live very happy and very happy, really of."

After a pause, she said: "I grew up in a single-parent family, and my mother's love for me makes me unable to repay me in this life."

Although Yang Fei paid close attention to her, she didn't know much about her family until this moment.

He couldn't help holding her hand.

Her hands were as soft as boneless and as gentle as jade.

Yang Fei said in a deep voice, "You will live a very good life! Promise me one thing, never go to Lucheng."

Yang Yuying fluttered her big eyes and asked, "Why can't you go?"

"Don't ask why. Believe me, I am your patron saint." Yang Fei's words were gentle and domineering, but they couldn't be rejected.

Yang Yuying's eyes flowed, her long eyelashes trembled softly, and she replied softly, "Okay, I promise you."

"Gang Gang!" Sister Wang's voice came over.

Yang Fei let go of Yang Yuying's delicate hands.

Sister Wang walked in happily and said with a smile: "I have a blessing!"

Yang Yuying put down the microphone and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sister Wang said: "I just met a few people on the road outside. They just came down from the mountain hunting. They said they had shot a few pheasants and two wild rabbits!"

Yang Yuying said, "What are you happy about when they got the call?"

Sister Wang said, "I asked them. They said it was Mr. Yang's. The game they called was also for Mr. Yang."

Yang Fei knew that it was Ma Feng and the others, and asked, "Where are they?"

"It's just outside." Sister Wang said smoothly.

At this time, Ma Feng's voice came over: "Boss!"

Yang Fei walked out and saw Ma Feng and Tie Niu, as well as mice and mountain tortoises, all in the yard, discussing how to eat these game.

"You come in!" Yang Fei smiled, "Hurry up and prepare the game and eat together tonight."

Ma Feng pointed to the shoes and said, "It's too dirty. I'm embarrassed to go in, for fear of stepping on the expensive floor of the boss's house."

Yang Fei laughed and said: "The floor is dirty, just wipe it. How can there be so much attention to detail."

Ma Feng and the others were looking for snow shoeshine just now, but when they wiped it, there was still mud in the cracks.

Hearing Yang Fei's words, they just came in, standing their heels, and cautiously walking to the bathroom, first looking for a rag to wash the shoes, and then they went into the kitchen to wash the game.

In the evening, when Yang Fei saw that Su Tong hadn't returned, he drove himself and came to Su's house to pick her up and Su Yang.

The dishes at night are spicy and fragrant, making people drool.

Yang Yuying wants to maintain her throat, but food can only be tasted at present.

Others are not welcome, open their stomachs and eat and drink.

"How is that Tie Qiang?" Yang Fei asked Su Tong.

"The doctor said that his brain cells were affected a bit and would not affect his life, but he was afraid that his memory would be affected." Su Tong said, holding a chicken leg and quietly putting it into Yang Fei's bowl.

Yang Fei snorted.

"Did you hear what I said on the radio? Is it up to the standard?" Su Tong asked.

Uh?

At that time, Yang Fei was listening to Yang Yuying singing. The villa was far away from the village, and the soundproofing was good. In addition, the room was full of loud songs. His attention was not outside, and he really didn't hear what she said. , He replied vaguely: "Very good!"

After dinner, Ma Feng and the others dissipated with interest.

Ma Feng took Su Yang and left.

Su Yang shouted: "Sister, are you not leaving?"

Su Tong coughed slightly: "I have something to do. You go back first, you don't have to leave the door for me, I don't necessarily go home to sleep."

Ma Feng glared at Su Yang: "How old are you, do you understand?"

Su Yang felt inexplicably, touched his head, wondering where am I ignorant? I was wrong to call my sister home?

Tie Niu walked to the bridge, looked back at this exquisite and luxurious villa, shook his head in sigh, knowing that although he and Su Tong are so close, they are no different from two worlds. It's impossible to have it anymore.

That night, the lights on the second floor of the villa were turned on and turned off very late.

The next morning, two early birds stopped on the windowsill, chirping non-stop, like singing an ensemble.

Yang Fei opened his eyes, hugged Su Tong's warm fragrance from behind, and said, "Your parents won't know, right?"

"What if I know it?" Su Tong nestled comfortably in his arms, and the two of them clung to each other seamlessly.

Yang Fei licked, went in again, and said, "They won't object, will they?"

"What are you afraid of? They dare not do anything to you?" Su Tong's ear bitten by him wanted to laugh.

"I think people in rural areas are more conservative. They are not allowed to do this before they get married."

"Which?"

"That's it now."

"You know, you still do!"

"That's it for me, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I have to do this every day."

"It's so dirty."

"You thought you were driving a train."

"Ok?"

"Dirty and dirty..."

Su Tong was already smiling dizzy in his arms.

Yang Fei suddenly said: "I don't know where to buy that kind of disc."

"What disc?" Su Tong asked.

"It's the kind of disc we saw last time in the video room outside the Nanhua Factory."

"Ah You…"

Su Tong had forgotten what he had long forgotten. When he heard him mention those vivid images, she immediately broke into her mind. She turned around, sat up, her body softened, and she spit out a few Single word: "I, want, on, on, face..."