Yan Hua sits opposite Lang Ruoxian, and the car drives out of Lang’s mansion.

“OK, now you can say,” Yan Hua does not look at him with curled lips.

Lang Ruoxian notices that Yan Hua pays special attention to the woman who seems to be insane. Even though he has no ideas of what she will do, he still tells her what he found out afterwards.

“Tian Bocheng’s younger sister is the man’s lover.”

Yan Hua’s mouth opens to an O and is stunned for a while. She asks: “Is she the one who just divorced?”

“As far as I know, Tian Bocheng only has one sister,” Lang Ruoxian looks at her, “He doesn’t know anything about this.”

“The man was thrown into prison. Is his sister OK? It is said that she has abused his wife.” When the person gets involved in the case associated with someone Yan Hua knows, the two fill her with more disgust.

Lang Ruoxian notices that she thinks at random again, he pushes Gungun who is playing a toy car to her arms, “She kept out of the affair and said the man did everything.”

“After all, there is no CCTV at their house and no evidence can be provided to show she also abused the victim.” Seeing Yan Hua wiping Gungun’s hands, Lang Ruoxian ends this topic.

Afterwards Yan Hua does not talk to him any more until they come to Fei Family.

“You didn’t tell me he would come,” Yan Hua says angrily when she puts the luggage upstairs with Fei Ying, “Have you known earlier?”

Fei Ying swears with her hands up, “I just knew that, only a few minutes ahead of your arrival.”

“You husband must have known earlier,” Yan Hua replies angrily, “He hides it from you and I think he doesn’t love you any longer.”

Fei Ying giggles, placing Gungun on the floor of the bedroom and kisses him, “If Gungun loves me, it is enough for me. Right?”

“Ah!” Gungun comes into Fei Ying’s arms shyly and Xiaojiu also behaves like a spoiled child.

Fei Ying points to the wardrobe and says: “Hang it by yourself?”

“It is the eve of the Spring Festival. Is everything prepared?” Yan Hua asks when she hangs her clothes, “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Can you cook?” Fei Ying asks.

Yan Hua’s hands stop for a moment, and she glances at Fei Ying: “Can you?”

“No,” Fei Ying shakes her head in a manner that she does not care, “But I can cook wheaten food.”

Well… Yan Hua is eclipsed, because she can do nothing but boils drinking water.

“Don’t worry. We have invited a hotel cook,” Fei Ying helps Gungun get changed. Gungun wears a dinosaur-style home dress and is put aside Xiaojiu in a rabbit-style home dress. The two kids look like two little animals.

“Come on. Let me take a photo and post it to my microblog,” Fei Ying says to her, “You may sit aside and lower your head, so I can only shoot your side face.”

The name of Fei Ying’s microblog is special, “brother’s little sakura,” and this name makes Yan Hua speechless. Fei Ying’s microblog receives a great number of visits in a couple of minutes.

The photo shows the two women lowering their heads, with a “litter dinosaur” and a “little rabbit” sitting between them. Gungun and Xiaojiu’s hands can been seen in the photo, and at the first sight, the two kids look like two little buns.

“Why?” Fei Ying does not expect a photo of two women and two kids can cause a sensation. When she reloads the page, she finds that her post is forwarded and commented by someone.

“It is Fei Shan,” Fei Ying hands the cellphone to Yan Hua.

The comment says, “I also want to celebrate the Spring Festival with my family and I also want to hug the two cute little kids,” followed by two crying emojis.

“Where does he go?” Yan Hua can even feel Fei Shan’s sadness through his comment.

“Abroad!” Fei Ying replies the comment with a funny face and puts the cellphone aside, “He said he was rushing his work on the phone yesterday, hoping that he would be in time for eating dumplings together with us.”

Fei Yi and Lang Ruoxian clink the glasses downstairs.

“We are even now,” Fei Yi says.

Lang Ruoxian knows what his meaning. It is Fei Shan that got Yan Hua in trouble before. As for the words “we are even,” it means Fei Yi tells him that Yan Hua will celebrate the Spring Festival here.

“Does she know you love her?” Fei Yi asks directly.

Lang Ruoxian glances at him and says: “Who says I love her?”

“I am not blind,” Fei Yi says with a smile on his face, “The day when the explosion happened, your eyes could not tell a lie.”

Lang Ruoxian gradually calms down, Fei Yi pours vodka into his glass. “Don’t look at me in that way. I wouldn’t mind your business if I hadn’t owed you a favor before.”

He holds up his glass and says: “After all, now you are brother-in-law and sister-in-law.”

“How did you marry your sister?” Lang Ruoxian does not want to talk about something on him and Yan Hua with another person.

But the guy in front must have used some tactics and then married his nominal sister.

“We firstly got the marriage certificate and then informed the old guys in my family.” Fei Yi does not hide anything, “But we are different.”

Then the power of Fei Yi’s father was deprived and Fei Family was totally in the hands of Fei Yi.

“When you have power, you have the final say,” Fei Yi looks outside, “If anyone doesn’t admit my marriage, please go out.”

Lang Ruoxian knows Fei Family has many collateral relatives, and this is different from Lang Family that only has lineal relatives. Now the company of Fei Family is controlled by Fei Yi and others are merely his employees.

“You seem to have a long road to go.” Similarly, Fei Yi also knows well the situation of Lang Family, “When you have power, your dream will come true.”

Lang Ruoxian lowers his head and looks at the ice cubes floating in the glass up and down, just like his mood. He feels uneasy at his heart. Apart from standing on the top, he still has missions to finish.

So…

“I don’t expect that I will realize my dream,” he says in a low voice, just like whispering to himself, “I feel satisfied if I can accompany her…”

Fei Shan rushes back when they are making dumplings the next night.

“Finally, I am here in time!” He stands at the living room with open arms, “Are you happy and surprised?”

Fei Yi looks at him like a neurotic and says: “Have a bath and get changed. Bacteria are all over your body.”

“You seem to have a microscope-like eyes,” Fei Shan rolls his eyes, “I took a flight instead of going to a wasteyard.”

“Uncle!” Xiaojiu stands steps away from Fei Shan and pinches her nose, “You have a quick bath. Then I can let you kiss me.”

Gungun still can not walk and creeps quickly.

“Mommy! Ah…”

Fei Shan is completely confused, “What does he say?”

“He says after you have bath he will kiss you,” Yan Hua picks up the baby and tries not to laugh, “Gungun, greet your uncle.”

“Mommy!”

Fei Shan busts into laughter, “My sister-in-law says your son can only call Mommy and I do not believe. It is true that he will call anyone Mommy.”

“Your next film is invested by the Lang Consortium.” Lang Ruoxian says coldly, and a warning sign can be sensed in his eyes.

Fei Shan stops laughing and turns to him, “Well. I shall congratulate you because the box office of the movie starring me is usually good. You can make a bundle.”

“Many stars in the entertainment circle can guarantee a high box office. We can change the hero anytime.”

Fei Shan curls his lips and says: “My role will be taken away by others. Please take out some money to be the investors.”

“You deserve this!” Fei Ying glares at him, “How dare you laugh at Gungun.”

“I do not laugh at him,” Fei Shan grins and moves closer to Yan Hua, “Gungun is so cute, and I just praise you.”

Gungun smiles at him cutely.

“Don’t stand there. Aren’t your tired?” Lang Ruoxian pulls Yan Hua to the dining table, “Quickly, I am starving.”

Meanwhile he picks up Gungun and puts him aside Yan Hua.

“You said you wouldn’t eat just now,” Yan Hua looks at him strangely.

When she started learning to make dumplings, he disliked these “ugly” dumplings. Now he is in a high spirit.

“At that time I was not hungry, but now I am,” Lang Ruoxian smiles faintly, “Please, Hua.”

Yan Hua’s body quivers and turns around. She does not want to speak to him anymore.

What the hell!

Fei Ying and Fei Yi look at each other, and then urge Fei Shan to get changed upstairs. When Fei Shan goes downstairs again, he becomes more refreshed. And…

“Why do you dress up that way?” Fei Ying looks at Fei Shan going downstairs stunningly.

He wears an eye-catching low-collar silk shirt. The trousers are the same style. The legs are sexy.

“Really?” Fei Shan strokes his hair dried particularly, “Don’t kid. I am a star. I need to pay attention to my image, right?”

Fei Ying is speechless by his narcissism and does not want talk to him.

But Lang Ruoxian stares Fei Shan for a while. Fei Shan turns a blind eye and holds Xiaojiu going out to play.

“Ah!” Gungun pats Lang Ruoxian’s shoulder anxiously.

Yan Hua is fighting with a piece of dumpling wrapper, she looks up, “You put him there. He wants to play with Xiaojiu.”

Lang Ruoxian looks at her affectionately, and walks away with Gungun.

“So strange…” Yan Hua shakes her head and continues to make dumplings.

They can not play too late because of the two babies. After Yan Hua takes Gungun to her bedroom for sleep, Fei Ying and Fei Yi knock on the brother-in-law’s door.

“Don’t you go to sleep? Why do you come here?” asks Fei Shan, who is playing cellphone game with his eyes fixed on the screen.

Fei Ying takes away his cellphone and asks: “Say! Do you have feelings for Yan Hua?”

“Yes!” Fei Shan nods with a smile on his face.

Fei Ying does not expect Fei Shan admits so easily, she even asks her husband to help her.

“What do you mean? Do you really fall in love with Yan Hua?”

Fei Shan leans against the sofa with his hands putting behind the head, “Yan Hua is a beauty and she is more beautiful than most women. Isn’t it normal for me to have feelings for her?”

He blinks, “Do you think she doesn’t deserve me simply because her husband has been dead and she has babies?”

“No!” Fei Ying pats him, “It is you that don’t deserve Hua.”

No, Fei Ying widens her eyes, “Be serious. Do you really love Yan Hua?”

Fei Yi hugs her, “Don’t ask more. He loves her.”

“I simply have feelings for her.” Fei Shan corrects his words, “I haven’t decided whether to chase her.”

Fei Ying titters, “It seems that you can steal the hearts of any girls you like.”

“If I can make her fall in love with me, what will you do?”