Moreover, she also said that according to Sheng Yingying’s sex, a good name in front of her aunt at home will definitely not move things, but after all, there is no sister’s true affection, which will definitely be locked away from people.

Sure enough, it was the same as her guess.
No wonder Sheng Yingying can’t fight, but she wants to ask him for help. This IQ is a serious injury.
"After Brother Fu died, I locked her room, and no one in the room touched your room, just next to my sister’s room!" Sheng Yingying introduced
Fu Yechen frowned when he heard Sheng Yingying say the word died. He obviously didn’t like Sheng Yingying’s mistake, which means he blamed her for locking up the room and not cleaning it.
"Brother Fu, she doesn’t like it when others touch her things. Before her room, no one is allowed to enter casually. I’m afraid my aunt will lock it up if she is clumsy and breaks things in the room!"
"I see. I’ll stay here tonight. Go and rest!" Fu Yechen is obviously letting Sheng Yingying leave.
"I’ll let my aunt come and clean it together, which will be faster!"
"I don’t have to do it myself!" Fu Yechen finished and went into the room, slamming Chengyingying and aunt out of the door.
"Miss this …" Aunt also detected the embarrassment.
"You go, if you have nothing to do, don’t come to Mr. Fu with a bad temper. Please excuse me!" Sheng Yingying has always been very kind to her aunt.
Aunt saw Sheng Yingying say this before nodding and then went to the second floor.
Fu Yechen tried to remind himself of something in the room with his eyes closed, but he didn’t feel anything except the smell of dust at the tip of his nose.
Chapter 29 You will get what you deserve.
Fu Yechen hit the window first, the night wind rolled up the curtains, and the room was a bit bleak and deep.
He raised his hand and touched the photo frame of the table. There was a single photo with Sheng Qingqing’s face covered with dust. He stretched out his hand and wiped the inside of the photo and it became clear.
In the photo, Sheng Qingqing wore a bright smile on her face, and the tone of the school gate blew her long hair, but it didn’t affect her beauty at all. Fu Yechen’s look became deep and then gradually became lonely.
He found a clean white towel to clean the room and wiped everything, even the floor carefully. Of course, he also found the painting that Na Xia sang.
Most of the main characters in the painting are him or her, and all the pictures are vivid …
Fu Yechen sat up all night without sleep, and took a nap when it was almost dawn. Many pictures flashed in his mind like a movie lens, and it was not clear intermittently. He saw Sheng Qingqing and himself there.
……
"I am your benefactor. From now on, you are my life and mine!"
"So you have to stay with me in this life!"
"Do you want the cloud to return?"
……
And that’s when Fu Yechen opened his eyes. He was Sheng Qingqing and picked her up. He was named Moyungui.
He remembered something, although it was not only his own true memory.
Sheng Yingying asked her aunt to prepare breakfast, which was very rich. Because of the incident of Sheng Qingqing’s room, she naturally dared not neglect it again.
Seeing Fu Yechen coming from the stairs, he greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Brother Fu!"
Although Fu Yechen didn’t sleep all night, he didn’t feel tired and said faintly, "Good morning!"
"Brother Fu, try to see if breakfast is to your taste!" Sheng Yingying has lived with Mo Yun Gui Sheng’s family for many years, but she doesn’t know his taste. She has prepared some Chinese and western styles.
"Shengjia called me Mo Yungui!" Fu Yechen faint mouth before sitting at the dining table.
Sheng Yingying was short-circuited by his words, and it took a long time to recover. "Do you remember?"
"hmm!" Fu Yechen, well, after a while, Sheng Yingying almost suffocated. He remembered the past, so he wouldn’t help her.
She’s stealing chickens and wasting money. Mi knew she shouldn’t have let him come to Qingcheng Mountain.
"Brother Fu Mo, what are your plans?" Sheng Yingying’s question is full of purpose.
"I bought a house in Qingcheng. I bought it when you moved there!"
"What did you say?" Sheng Yingying couldn’t believe it. "No!"
"This room should be the name of Xia Sheng song now!" Obviously, he didn’t discuss with her. Yunsheng had a dispute because of Fourier’s investment, but Shengjia Villa didn’t.
"Qingqing doesn’t like you, and she probably doesn’t want to see you when she comes back!" There is no hurry or impatience when the ink cloud returns to the sound.