Mo Feitong looked at her in confusion. Why was she so impatient when it came to Blake?Back in 1988, Pei Xian looked after the business, while Blake was also there.It was rare for them to drink and chat together.Blake played with the wine glass in his hand, feeling bored. It was the first time that Feng Qingyang had come to 1988, so she looked around curiously. When she saw the doll-catching machine in the corner, she ran over to play with it.After a while, she caught a few dolls in her hand.Pei Xian looked lazily at Feng Qingyang playing with the doll. He glanced at Blake and asked, "Why did you bring her here?"Blake turned his head to look at the woman who was fully focused on catching the dolls. He had never seen a person who playing the machine so good, and there was already a pile of dolls at her feet.He retracted his gaze and lazily said, "She said she didn't come."Mo Feitong looked at Blake with a frown. What was this guy doing when he went to Japan? He poked Pei
Blake suddenly stood up and strode out. Looking at his back, Feng Qingyang raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Feitong. She pursed her lips slightly.Mo Feitong caught the little yellow chicken and glared at her coldly. "What are you looking at?"Feng Qingyang tilted her head and looked at him. Suddenly, she said, "Young Master Mo, how old are you?"Not only was his IQ low, but he was also childish.Mo Feitong was also stunned. Just as he was thinking about what the woman meant, he turned to look at Pei Xian. Feng Qingyang had already stood up and walked out. It seemed that she was looking for Blake.Pei Xian patted his arm to comfort him. He said, "Master Mo, you haven't been here for a long time, so I'll told you the things first. Well, some time ago, those means against Jessica were vicious and insidious, and Lady Cecilia Longhorn refused to behave herself. She took advantage of Blake to take revenge on the Qis, and then offended the Changs because of this, so Young Master Fer
When Feng Qingyang was a child, she played with a cat at her classmate's house. Because her clothes were stained with cat fur, Feng Qinghong was allergic to being hospitalized. Feng Qingyang took care of him for a week and served him like a servant.Blake looked at the moon and said slowly, "A cat is a very sensitive and insecure animal. When it trust you, once you abandon it, it will be difficult for it to change its mind."Feng Qingyang raised her eyebrows. Seeing how helpless he was when he was trapped in love, it was really not easy to see.A man who was in high spirits and looked down on everything also had such a time when he was trapped in love and when he was so humble...Feng Qingyang let out a sigh of relief. She was just an outsider and did not know what had happened between them back then. She only said, "Blake, have you told her that you love her?"Blake's fingers shook violently, and a piece of ash fell, accidentally touching his black fur cloth. His breath sank, and
Jessica stopped and turned to look at him. Blake said awkwardly, "The Spring Festival is coming. I don't expect you to accompany Winson to eat the New Year's Eve dinner. At seven o'clock tomorrow night, Ocean Park."Jessica only felt that she stopped breathing and her eyes swayed slightly. She looked at Blake uncertainly. "You... you want to take Winson out?"Mo Feitong had also said that she could help her bring Winson out, but she did not dare.Blake looked at the enthusiasm and hesitation in Jessica's eyes and knew what she was worried about. He frowned and said, "I will arranged it."During this period of time, he and Feng Qingyang went in and out of various occasions high-profile, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding in the company. They should have made some progress.Jessica bit her lip and nodded. She immediately shook her head and swallowed, "It's better not."God knew how much she wanted to see Winson, especially after another year. If she could not eat a reuni
Outside the window, the sky changed from dark to light dark, and then gradually faded, revealing the white of the fish belly.Winson woke up in a daze and looked at a blurred figure in front of him. He rubbed his eyes to see who it was and muttered, "Dad..."Blake picked him up and said, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."Winson stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet and slowly went to the bathroom.He went out of the bathroom and saw Blake still sitting on the edge of his bed. Winson frowned and asked, "Dad, is there anything wrong with you?"He sat there, not go back to sleep.Blake was usually busy. In addition, he suddenly transferred his child to another school some time ago. Winson's resistance was futile, and he also had a lot of things for no reason. If he failed to resist, he would take advantage of the opportunity under the eyes of Blake.Anyway, as long as Blake was not around, he could play Young Master's temper, and those people did not dare to say anythin
"Humph, he went out to drink and chat with Uncle Pei, and I was not allowed to play. He also said that I had no childhood in the future.""I was still a child. As an adult, he was so unreasonable. "When Winson resisted his anger countless times, he didn't know that Blake had kept his schedule so tight. Not only did he consciously take him to the Fergusons' heir, but he also blocked those rumors and made him study all the time. He was so busy that he didn't have time to ask questions and think about the questions Chang Yan had asked him.Winson cleaned up and changed into a suit. When he went out, he found that Blake had also changed into a suit. The little fellow sniffed and asked, "Dad, have you sprayed perfume?"He was even more certain that there would be a banquet tonight.Blake glared at him and said coldly, "Let's go."...Jessica had been watching the time for the whole day, waiting for the sunset. When it was almost time, she clenched her fists and struggled countless t
Jessica held Winson's little hand and walked forward. On the other side of Winson, Blake took his little hand silently and looked ahead with an indifferent expression.Winson looked up to the left and saw his mother, and his father was on the right. His face became serious and he was so nervous that he didn't know how to move his feet. He pursed his lips and held his breath and looked forward, trying to calm himself down as much as possible. He didn't relax until he took a few steps.The little fellow thought, "This is really a strange feeling."The entire passageway was round and surrounded by sea water. Various kinds of fish swam leisurely in the sea water. The blue water reflected on their faces, shining faintly. Blake turned his head and saw that the woman was calm and gentle. She looked at the fish leisurely.Blake turned his head and looked forward.At this time, Jessica's eyes trembled slightly, and she glanced at the hands of Winson they were holding from the corner of her
It was not that Jessica did not feel his sight, but because of this perception, she had been talking to Winson all the time, and even asked about the grades that the child disliked the most.Finally, Jessica couldn't stand his gaze. When Winson lowered his head to drink water, she said in a low voice, "Can you see something else?"Blake said slowly, "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?""..." Jessica had nothing to say. This sentence was invincible!Winson held the juice with both hands and looked at Jessica with his big eyes above the glass. Then, he looked at Blake. How could his father be so shameless?After a while, the waiter pushed a small cart over and served a delicate table of dishes.Jessica no longer cared about Blake. Anyway, no matter what she said, he could stop her.For a moment, there was only the sound of knife and fork colliding with bowls and plates in the quiet space. Jessica looked up at Blake. He lowered his head and held the knife