Ti flies, years pass by quickly, and the farces that happened in our youth seem as if they just occurred yesterday.
Wen Qing sighed softly, realizing that so many years had already gone by in a blink.
Fu Ying glanced up, feeling it would be impolite to walk away now, but she knew that Fu Yan, who was on the opposite side of the street, wasn’t very patient.
She quietly asked Wen Qing, "Auntie, may I leave first?"
Wen Qing snapped back to reality, smiling tenderly, "Mhm, hurry and go ho with your brother."
"Then, goodbye, Auntie." Fu Ying waved at Wen Qing, seized the mont when the road was clear of cars, and ran towards Fu Yan.
The little girl was too short, looking like a primary school student.
Wen Qing watched Fu Ying’s small figure fade into the distance, her heart feeling unbearably soft.
Back then, Qin Xiuxiu was also around 1.6 ters tall, gentle to the point of being soft, a woman from Jiangnan, speaking with a tender Wu dialect, soft through and through.
Now her daughter speaks sowhat like her.
Seeing her daughter really gave Wen Qing the illusion that she was seeing an old friend.
Observing the regret on Wen Qing’s face, Wen Tian curiously asked, "Mom, do you know Fu Ying’s dad?"
Wen Qing smiled gently, "An old friend. Soday, I’ll take you to visit your Uncle Fu."
Wen Tian’s eyes shone brightly, "Okay!"
...
She knew all too well that Brother Li Guang was an impatient man; as she approached, she was t with a scowl, as if he had been wronged.
"Who was that?"
"A classmate’s mom." Fu Ying gave Fu Yan a sweet smile, "She thought I was very cute."
"Cute?" Fu Yan smirked sarcastically, "Cuteness ans nothing in the face of sexiness."
Not wanting to continue the banter with Fu Yan, Fu Ying opened the car door and got in.
The back seat was piled with makeup products, won’s clothing, and wigs.
Brother Li Guang dressed in drag... should be quite a sight, then she could scare off the online romance interest, solving the problem.
Fu Yan drove to the arranged spot and then began to groom himself... to disguise himself...
Fu Ying was pushed to sit in front, while Fu Yan held a mirror in the back, applying lipstick and holding his fingers delicately, quite effeminate...
He seed totally imrsed in the role.
Fu Ying bit her lip, turned away, and tried to hold back her laughter.
In the end, she watched helplessly as Fu Yan chose a big wavy hair wig for himself, which didn’t look as she had imagined when he put it on.
While looking in the mirror, Fu Yan said, "If I were a woman, what would I need you guys for? Get out, I’m changing."
Fu Ying was chased out of the car, and in a few minutes, Fu Yan stepped out fully dressed.
Despite his diocre makeup skills, the combination of big waves and the floral dress looked surprisingly... beautiful...
Fu Yan had successfully embraced the role, feminizing his speech and behavior convincingly.
Fu Ying couldn’t help but worry, "Brother, you don’t have to make yourself look too pretty. I’m afraid he might actually fall for you."
For the sake of authenticity, Fu Yan pulled out two big stead buns from who knows where, strung them up with a thread, and hung them around his neck, accentuating the female features.
Fu Ying looked down at her own, then at Fu Yan’s, and hesitantly said, "Brother, aren’t they too big?"
"I like them big." Fu Yan said haughtily, casting a scornful glance at her and scoffing, clearly mocking her.
"..."
Feeling uneasy, Fu Ying wrapped her arms around herself, her cheeks blushing slightly.
People really do change over ti.
Fu Ying and her "internet boyfriend" had agreed to et at a Chinese restaurant, with a rose as the identifying token.
Fu Ying and Fu Yan entered the restaurant one after the other, spotting a man with a rose sitting at a conspicuous location.
Used to wearing work attire, Wu Xiaowu was unusually formal today, having put on a suit.
He was sowhat nervous, fidgeting with his tie, then tidying his clothes, wondering what kind of girl he was about to et.
Fu Yan spotted Wu Xiaowu in an instant, adjusted the big stead buns at his chest, and walked towards him.
Fu Ying took a deep breath and found a nearby seat.
"Hello, handso~"
Hearing a female voice that was sowhat affected, coquettish to the core, Wu Xiaowu beca nervous yet expectant, rubbing his hands together as he looked up.
The first thing that catches my eye is her pair...
So big.
Wu Xiaowu swallowed hard.
He quickly averted his gaze and stood up hastily: "Uh, you sit, please have a seat."
"Sure, handso~"
Wu Xiaowu’s eyes darted around, not daring to look at the woman’s face.
"Handso, why don’t you look at ? Are you dissatisfied with ?" Fu Yan launched a new round of attack, "Don’t I look nice?"
"Handso, take a look at . I wore a new dress specially for our eting today."
As she spoke, Fu Yan even stood up energetically and did an elegant twirl.
Just as Fu Ying had finished ordering, he lowered the nu to witness this scene, covering his eyes, unable to bear the sight.
Wu Xiaowu was extrely nervous, unable to resist Fu Yan’s persistent invites and could not help but raise his head, his glance hurriedly sweeping over Fu Yan’s face.
Then he inhaled sharply.
He... He had an online romance with a top-notch beauty.
...
The dishes Fu Ying ordered had arrived, and he was about to start eating when he heard his big brother’s voice.
"Xiao Wu is here to et online friends?" Fu Yi’s tone was amused, finding it funny, "Still into online romance no matter how big you grow up, not afraid that the other party is a male crossdresser?"
"Must be going crazy for won," Shen Liguang comnted lightly with a laugh, scanning the restaurant with his eyes, Wu Xiaowu’s table was too conspicuous, "Over there."
"Let’s take a look."
Fu Ying, seeing them walking over, hastily grabbed a nearby magazine to cover himself.
Thinking it’s over.
It’s one thing for Big Brother to co, but he... he also arrived.
If Big Brother recognized Fu Yan, then the secret of the online romance would be exposed.
Even though she wasn’t the one involved, she couldn’t clear her na and would have to take the bla for the original Fu Ying.
Fu Ying was extrely flustered, curling his petite body up as small as possible, trying to reduce his presence to the minimum, planning to take the opportunity to flee from her older brother.
Fu Yan was obliviously continuing to pose and verbally flirt with Wu Xiaowu.
Wu Xiaowu’s face flushed, not expecting his "online girlfriend" – who seed so reserved on the internet – to be so bold in person.
It was too stimulating.
Considering the openness of his "online girlfriend"...
Could it possibly an...
Going to a hotel?
Getting a room?
Having a workout?
Thinking about it, Wu Xiaowu’s breathing quickened.
This isn’t right, this isn’t right, things are moving too fast.
Shen Liguang and Fu Yi approached and knocked on the table.
Upon seeing them, Wu Xiaowu imdiately stood up: "Boss, Captain Fu, why are you here?"
"Here to et an online friend?" Fu Yi asked with a smile.
"Yes, eting an online friend," Wu Xiaowu nodded awkwardly.
Shen Liguang glanced at the "female online friend" and teased, "Your online friend... quite big..."
It’s over.
Feeling the gaze from the newcors, Fu Yan stiffened, afraid to move.
This voice of Big Brother, how could she not recognize it.
And Brother Li Guang’s distinctive voice as well.
My online boyfriend is a colleague of Big Brother?
It’s over, if Big Brother recognizes , I’ll definitely be subjected to a soul-cleansing lecture when I get ho.
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