The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

   Ying Zenan has been stared at by his sister Yingjing for several minutes.

   He got goosebumps when he saw it.

   "If you have something to say, just say it."

   The head of the scene is all big.

   Zhao Qingran.

   Xiao Qinghe.

   Qin Yang.

  …

   Her brother should be the hero of the whole book!

  Otherwise, Ying Zenan was fascinated by how to explain one by one.

   Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

   When I got home, I even asked my sisters to analyze it.

   Weiyi got a general understanding after listening to it.

   "Actually, have you ever thought about a question?"

"what?"

"Although Mr. Wen is very powerful, he is obviously not in the same rank as Brother Zenan and Lu Zishu. If you can reach the position of Fucheng Wen, you think there are still a few people who dare to go to him. Of course, except for you who are not afraid of death. Iron head."

  What iron head.

   Did you say that about your sister!

"Let's talk about Lu Zishu, at most there are many suitors in school, and the little girl likes him, but he is obviously not a good person now. In comparison, your brother Ying Zenan. He is handsome, rich, and has a good personality. The scum is plain and straightforward. If you like it, you can be generous, and if you are unhappy, just say it directly. This type is exactly the type that women like! Wen Fucheng is only gentle to you, Ying Zenan is a **** and can put the whole Shanghai city on the ground. Central air-conditioning. Often such a man can capture the hearts of women better.”

Um.

   seems to make sense. .

   "Ying Zenan is not a scumbag, but he's a bit of a jerk. He wants to give a home to girls all over the world. His heart is still clear, if he really meets the person who is excited..." Well, Ying Jing really can't make it up.

   Her brother holds the script for the male lead.

   But abruptly made himself a male supporting cannon fodder.

   Not worth it.

   So she sent a message to Ying Zenan in the middle of the night.

   [Ying Jing: Brother, I think Qin Yang is a good person. 】

   Ying Zenan was probably playing on his mobile phone, and he responded quickly to messages.

  【Ying Zenan: Right! I feel the same way. She said just now that she would thank me and invite me to dinner tonight. Just kidding, I'm Ying Zenan, when is it the woman's turn to invite me to dinner? 】

   The eyelids jumped in response to the scene, feeling that things were not very simple.

   Sure enough, the next message from my brother jumped out very quickly.

  【Ying Zenan: So ah! I asked her to turn the meal money into a red envelope and send it to me. 】

  【Scenario: ? ? ? 】

   At this moment, the heart of Yingjing is like a beeping dog.

  I want to scold Ying Zenan.

   Your Excellency, how is it that the wind is blowing, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

The translation of    means why don't you go to heaven.

   As the New Year is approaching, Ying Jing has not been concerned about Ying Zenan’s affairs since that night.

   occupied the house, and posted a flourishing couplet on the door.

   Hang small lanterns at home.

   There are also pretty ribbons.

  Wen Fucheng is like seeing a different home every day, every day is more festive and more like a wonderful fairy tale world.

  One day, Yingjing brought several golden eggs about the size of ostrich eggs into the house.

  Wen Fucheng stepped forward and tapped with his hand. "what is this?"

   "Mysterious gift, you can't knock it until you are old."

   "So mysterious, what is it? Sailor suit? Or cat suit?"

   The more he listened to the scene, the more he felt that he was using a yellow accent.

   pushed people into the house.

   "It's not that, what do you think? Not serious."

  Wen Fucheng was locked in her study by her, the man stood at the door for a while, and there was a lot of movement outside. After standing for a while he smiled and went back to his desk before writing and continuing to work.

   There was an extra drawing in the file on the mezzanine.

   He took a look, probably recalling the scene where she was with her in the office that night.

   There is another sentence at the bottom right of the drawing.

  Love rises with the wind and is always happy year after year.

  Wen Fucheng picked up the pen and added a sentence after.

   live up to the affection.

  Love rises with the wind, always happy year after year, living up to affection.

   The next day, Yingjing took the rest of the packaging materials and went to Ying Zenan's villa again.

   When Ying Zenan knew, it was too late.

   "Did you forget that we are going back to the old house for Chinese New Year, why did you make my house so festive?"

   dragged two strings of fake firecrackers down from the car.

   "Hey, brother, you don't understand. You still have to come back after the New Year. I care about empty nest youths and their physical and mental health. To avoid the imbalance in your heart when you see so many people showing affection during the Chinese New Year."

  Oh, it's another day when I want to beat my sister to death.

   Ying Zenan's villa did not escape the claws of Yingjing, and neither did the old house.

   In order to fit the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, Ying Jing also bought a red cotton jacket for himself. With that beautiful face, she is definitely the prettiest cub walking on the street.

   Shewes was so excited when he found out.

   The children who have been abroad for many years have seen this kind of scene, and they were so happy that they almost didn't order the real firecrackers.

   So W·Y Studio, which has not been updated for a long time, updated a picture.

   is one night, and the occasion is showing off the fireworks sticks that I bought.

   lit it and held it up for Wen Fucheng to see.

   The fireworks stick was sizzling with little sparks, and that beautiful face looked forward with a smile and a pair of soulful eyes.

   Show off your toys to your sweetheart.

   The photo became a hot search as soon as it was posted.

   Sheves hasn't even let the marketing account under his hand play, and the popularity of the situation is like riding a rocket and heading straight for the top ten.

   It's just so good. It's just right. Going forward there is a sense of intentionality.

   But he really didn't do anything, just relying on his beauty to support 80% of his popularity.

   Sheves had to cheer up, quickly pick some scripts for her, and use her works to truly stand firm in the entertainment industry.

On the 30th day of the    year, Wen Fucheng returned to the imperial capital a few days in advance.

   When he is done in the imperial capital, he will fly abroad.

   stayed in Shanghai for the occasion.

   There are lanterns everywhere outside.

   She took a lot of beautiful videos and sent them all to Wen Fucheng.

   He was not bothered either, he watched them one by one and gave a serious reply to each video.

  For Wen Fucheng, this year's home is still the same as in previous years, lonely and cold.

  He was alone in the villa in the imperial capital, watching the video of the occasion.

   In the end, there is still something different, even though the love is in a foreign land.

   See what she sees, love what she loves.

  Some people say that you should thank someone in your life who is willing to nag you about interesting things in life.

What    people fear most is that at the end of their lives, there will be no nagging people around.

   Yingjing's call video came in time, and Wen Fucheng picked it up.

  The little girl has the wind and frost on her head, and people are on the side of the road.

   The other hand was holding a bright red lantern.

   "Is it snowing in Shanghai?"

   Yingjing looked up at the sky.

   "No! It's snowing in the imperial capital. Second uncle, open the door. I'll accompany you to watch the New Year!"

  Wen Fucheng rarely loses control of his emotions, and the few times it is because of the occasion.

   At that moment, he had never expected to see her so early.

   So, he ran and went all the way to the outside of the courtyard.

   With trembling hands, he opened the door.

  The heart also suddenly opened up.

   caught the love in the wind and frost.