HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

"Is it time?"

"No!"

No. 3, South Street, Jishikou Hutong.

In the courtyard, Feng Man, dressed in a down jacket, stood in the snow, stamping her feet repeatedly, her gaze fixed on the graceful figure on the ground.

In the snow, Yifei wore a burgundy down jacket, a furry hat, and bear gloves on her little hands.

She was busy building two snowmen with her hands.

"Sister Sisi, why don't you go sit in the main room for a while? Master won't be up for a bit longer!"

"Master?" Yifei turned around and glanced at her. "Pfft... Ahaha, Master?"

"Hehehe!" Feng Man smiled smugly.

I, Feng Manman, am a professional at pleasing people!

In ancient times, I would have been the most favored maid of the mistress; in modern times, I would be the highest-paid Filipino maid!

Wait, what's a Filipino maid?

"Alright!" Yifei clapped her hands, stood up, and gestured with her chin towards Feng Man: "Little Manman, lead the way."

"Alright!"

Feng Man gave a curtsy, which made Yi Fei giggle.

The main house was right behind the two of them. Yifei glanced at the big trees on both sides, took two steps forward, pushed open the main house door, and entered the hall.

"I'll go make some tea, Sister Sisi."

"Um."

After Feng Man left, Yi Fei sat down at the round table and looked around at her surroundings.

The furniture is vermilion, the central courtyard curtain is openwork, and a green plant is placed on each side.

A rough, unrefined guy like Big Boss probably wouldn't do these things.

That's great. Although the land isn't big, three million is still an amount she can't afford right now.

Yifei took off her gloves, touched her cheeks with both hands, and leaned on the table as her thoughts drifted away.

To be honest, Big Wood and Godfather are still at odds, which is really frustrating.

One was there to give me a future, and the other was there to protect me.

I'm so conflicted!

Yifei was unaware that Chen Jinfei had asked Gao Dajin to mess with Xiang Nan, but Liu's mother had guessed some of it.

After several years of getting along, Liu's mother gradually understood Xiang Nan's good intentions.

The daughter and godfather have grown distant, and the scandals and negative news have disappeared. Two years of training have allowed Yifei's acting skills to improve rapidly.

In Xiang Nan's opinion, Yi Fei's acting skills at this point should be about the same as Fan Xiaopang's.

Don't underestimate Fan Xiaopang's acting skills. With their stunning looks and plastic surgery-model faces, it's very difficult for them to demonstrate acting abilities!

Look how well Little Fatty acted in the horse-riding scene!

"Sissi!"

"Huh?"

Yifei was almost asleep when Liu's mother's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Liu's mother glanced behind the wall, at Xiang Nan's room.

"What's wrong with me!" Yifei was completely oblivious.

"What's wrong?" Liu's mother came over, grabbed her arm, and tried to leave: "What else could it be? This is the main room, where family members and elders stay."

"Hey!" Yifei almost stumbled from being pulled.

After breaking free, she pouted and picked up her gloves from the table: "If you don't want to stay, then don't stay. Why did you pull me along, you old fogey?"

"you!"

At this time-

"Aunt Liu, you're here."

Feng Man walked in carrying a large red robe and happened to see the mother and daughter pulling and tugging at each other.

"Auntie, sit down and have some Da Hong Pao tea. This was brought back by Brother Nan last night. He was drunk but still held onto this jar of tea. It must be very precious."

"Ah, this..." Liu's mother was half-pushed and half-forced to sit down.

It wasn't that he was greedy for her tea; it was that Feng Man said it was very precious, a treasure of Xiang Nan, yet he brought it out to entertain the mother and daughter—this was a courtesy.

"This tea can improve your complexion?"

"Sure!" Feng Man said, raising an eyebrow at Yifei as she poured her some tea.

[Sister Sisi, how did I do?]

Yifei picked up her teacup and blinked: 【Slightly good!】

Liu's mother did not see the two's subtle actions.

She thought: Since Feng Man can freely enter and leave the main room, it wouldn't hurt for the two of us to stay for a while, right?

"Ugh—"

A powerful roar startled Yifei, making her water glass tremble.

The three turned around, and Xiang Nan walked out wearing a 3XL wool sweater.

"Oh?"

Before she could utter a single word, Yifei jumped up, pointing her pink little finger at him: "You audacious blockhead! This fairy has personally come to your cave, how dare you, how dare you..."

Feng Man chimed in, "How dare you neglect the Madam!"

"Oh right!" Yifei chimed in without hesitation, "How dare you neglect this lady! Uh..."

Suddenly, Yifei turned her head, her eyes filled with anger, her soft skin on her cheeks gradually turning rosy: "You lowly fairy servant Manman, I'll tear your cherry lips apart!"

"Ah!" Feng Man turned and ran, "Help! Lord Xiang Nan, the Madam is hitting me!"

Xiang Nan watched as the two animals, one big and one small, frolicked in the room, and his mouth almost stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

He glanced at Liu's mother again, who rolled her eyes and turned away.

Why are you looking at me like that! The main room is only so big, do you expect me to crawl through the snow?

She gave up. Seeing that she could still supervise her daughter for another six months, she simply let them be.

Back then, she and Xiang Nan had made a pact: they couldn't be in love before Xixi came of age.

They're not talking about love right now, but it's just not about it verbally; they're still interacting as usual.

"snort!"

[Fine, if you can't control her, then Xiang Nan, don't expect to have it easy either. Until we're engaged, you won't touch my daughter!]

"Okay, okay, let me wash up first, then we'll set off."

"Huh?" Yifei stopped and turned around suspiciously. "Where are you going?"

Xiang Nan sniffed and glanced at Bai Xue outside the door: "Ah, to the train station to pick someone up."

……

At 11 a.m., the Porsche had only driven away for two hours, and now it was back in the courtyard.

"Ah! Thank you, Qianqian, my sweetheart, you're such a good girl!" Chen Ju stepped out of the car, took Yifei's little hand, and shook it many times.

The two hadn't seen each other for over a year, and now Chen Ju looked at him with a start: Good heavens! What kind of fairy godmother has her son found!

Chen Ju secretly glanced at her son's earlobe.

My son's earlobes aren't very big either, so what's going on?

Chen Ju is a Buddhist, and the elders have passed down the saying: the larger the earlobes, the more blessed a person is. This is reflected in two aspects for men—a wife and a career.

Chen Ju was puzzled for a long time by the fact that her son, with his small earlobes, had managed to find such a beautiful woman.

"Hiss—it's so cold. Ah, this is what snowy weather is like in the North."

Xiang Jianguo rubbed his arms repeatedly, and Xiang Nan quickly beckoned a group of people to go inside.

Xiang Jianguo's reaction is quite normal. After all, the only time people in Chongqing can see snow is when there is a snow disaster across the country.

While other regions are experiencing snow disasters, Chongqing has wiped the snow off a basketball court dry, barely enough to make a snowball.

Inside the main room, Xiang Jianguo sat in the main chair, drinking Da Hong Pao tea, and occasionally chatting with Liu's mother diagonally opposite him.

Xiang Nan actually has two uncles. The second uncle died in the 1990s due to alcoholism, and the youngest uncle is involved in organized crime and is still unmarried.

If Xiang Nan remembered correctly, this uncle of his from his previous life was imprisoned in 09.

"A pair of Aces! Don't just stand there, you big blockhead!" At the round table, Yifei was beaming with excitement, urging Xiang Nan to play his cards quickly.

Feng Man, who was standing to the side, was trembling with fear and dared not speak. Even though Feng Man and Xiang Nan were farmers together, he only criticized her!

Is this still playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)? This looks like a couple playing against their maids!

"Speak up, you're a pair of Aces!"

"..." Xiang Nan came back to his senses and glanced at Yi Fei's hum.

Let's train him after he comes of age, with my big hands.

"I can't afford it."

"You little punk, you're gone! Hehehe..."

Feng Man: Farmer, you still have two kings and four twos left? Are you serious?

"These two little ones have a really good relationship," Xiang Jianguo suddenly said from the old chair.

Liu's mother remained composed, her eyes never wavering: "Let the children handle their own affairs. Children these days are all independent."

"Hmm..." Xiang Jianguo didn't say anything more, leaving it at that.

"Honey...cough cough, is Sisi's mom going to the Spring Festival Gala this year?"

Liu's mother glanced at Xiang Jianguo and said indifferently, "No, I have to go back to my hometown. I'll leave in a couple of days. Qianqian hasn't taken on any roles lately, and I'm worried about it."

"Hmm..." Xiang Jianguo clicked his tongue. When it came to the entertainment sector, he was really at a loss.

"Oh, by the way, didn't Xiao Nan start a company called Nanfei? Should I ask him to introduce us?"

Xiang Nan, standing some distance away, turned his head away speechlessly.

"South Africa……"