Chapter 118 Holiday (4)
In Room 403, Song Qian was packing her daughter's things and complained to Chen Tao:
"Last time it was a week, this time it is a month, next time will it be half a year, or even just take Yingzi away?"
Chen Tao shrugged: "I would like Yingzi to follow me, but for your sake, she doesn't want to!"
Qiao Yingzi smiled.
"As long as you know!"
Song Qian said proudly: "Yingzi is very sensible and knows who is best to her. Of course she will not leave my mother."
Chen Tao smiled and said: "She will indeed accompany you now, but what about later? In the future, she will find a boyfriend, get married, have children, and take care of the family while working. How much time will she have to take care of you?"
These words immediately silenced Song Qianqian.
"Mom, I have two ways to solve this problem."
Qiao Yingzi smiled and said: "First, when you get married, I will live with you; second, you have to learn from Aunt Tong and give birth to another child for my father."
‘Shall I learn from Wenjie? Why doesn't Zha Qiao learn from Fangyuan? snort! ’
Song Qian muttered a few words in a low voice, and then made a choice:
"I choose the first one! Yingzi, mom will live with you from now on."
Qiao Yingzi chuckled upon hearing this.
Chen Tao joked: "What if your future son-in-law disagrees? Are you too shameless to get involved?"
Song Qian hummed: "Yingzi can find a boy from out of town. If he doesn't want to buy a house, just live downstairs... This way, Yingzi and I don't have to separate."
This method is indeed good.
But Qiao Yingzi said coquettishly: "I don't want to live in a two-bedroom apartment. I want to live in a villa and a flat floor."
Sister Lin's villa made Qiao Yingzi very envious, and she also hoped that she could have such a comfortable home.
Song Qianhao was furious: "Okay, I will sell all four apartments in the future and buy you a villa."
Qiao Yingzi waved her hand and said, "No, dad is going to change to a villa. We can just live there then."
This girl really dares to think, isn't she afraid that her mother and Miss Lin will fight every day?
After rubbing his daughter's hair, Chen Tao laughed and said:
"After you graduate, dad will give you a small villa. As for you, don't even think about living with dad. For someone as old as you, you should live independently."
"Then I don't want the villa!"
Qiao Yingzi acted coquettishly again: "Dad, I want to live with you and my mother."
Chen Tao was a little amused: "Okay, when we come back from the trip, we will discuss how long you will live with your mother and how long you will live at my place every year."
Song Qian said angrily: "What's there to discuss? The time when you live on campus doesn't count. When the holidays come, Yingzi will just go to your place one day a week as before!"
Chen Tao didn't refute, because this was actually pretty good.
Qiao Yingzi disagreed:
"Mom I am an adult and can go to my dad at any time."
Song Qian sighed in her heart and packed her things without saying a word.
She can now understand her daughter and why she feels unfree, but she is a mother who just can't let go.
Soon, Song Qian helped Qiao Yingzi pack her luggage, stood up and said to Chen Tao:
"Yingzi is left to you, don't let her play around..."
Chen Tao nodded slightly.
If he were alone, he would definitely have a deep appreciation of the exotic customs.
But with Miss Lin and her daughter here, it would be just an ordinary trip. How could it be fun?
By the way, there is also Huang Zhitao.
At Qiao Yingzi's invitation, Huang Zhitao also became a member of the tour group.
As for Wang Yidi...she and her mother Wang Qing have other travel plans.
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-July.
One afternoon.
While Fang Yifan was still attending cram school, Chen Tao and others were boating on Lake Como.
Looking through the updates in his circle of friends and looking at the smiles of his goddess and his childhood sweetheart, Fang Yifan was really envious. He also wanted to go out to play, but his grades were too poor, so he had to make up classes and prepare to repeat...
"Oh, it's all my parents' fault. If they hadn't lied to me, I might have been admitted to an art school and be able to go out and play."
Fang Yifan sighed, turned off his cell phone, and returned to the classroom.
In the small class of six people he was in, the other five were not repeat students, but juniors who were about to enter their senior year of high school.
Fang Yifan was very nice and didn't say that he wanted to repeat his studies, but he did say that he wanted to take the art exam.
Yes, this matter has entered the implementation stage.
Just two days ago, Fangyuan had found an art exam training teacher, and with Tong Wenjie's consent, they finalized the matter.
From now on, he will study professional courses and cultural courses at the same time, and work hard to get into a good art school.
Although next year's art exam may be affected by the epidemic, with his talent and the luck of the protagonist, he will still be able to pass...
If nothing else happens.
Several hours passed.
Fang Yifan finished his last tutoring class in the evening, and with a lot of fatigue, he returned to Shuxiang Yayuan to rest with his father who came to pick him up.
Chen Tao and his party also returned to the Bulgari Hotel in Milan to spend their last night in Italy.
Tomorrow morning, they will fly to another European country to continue their leisurely and relaxing trip...
***
August 6th.
The night before the Chinese Valentine's Day, Chen Tao and others finished their trip and returned to the brightly lit Magic City.
After leaving his luggage in the hotel, Chen Tao rented a yacht and accompanied three girls on a night trip to Huangpu.
In the boat hall, the four of them were eating and laughing happily.
"Uncle, although tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day... I think you should also show something today, right?"
Miss Lin asked expectantly.
Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao are also looking forward to it.
But Chen Tao was disappointed and said: "I will finish the work today and do the work tomorrow. When I return to the capital tomorrow, I will spend this Chinese Valentine's Day with you..."
As he spoke, he sighed again: "There are too many Valentine's Days now, one on February 14th, one on May 20th, tomorrow's Chinese Valentine's Day, and a few months later Christmas... It feels like we are Here, any holiday can be celebrated as Valentine’s Day. It’s like those TV dramas, no matter what the subject matter is, they will all turn to love in the end.”
Miss Lin said coquettishly: "I admit that this is the case. But I still want to ask, after being with me, uncle, don't you feel like you are celebrating a festival every day?"
Chen Tao shook his head and said, "I don't think so!"
Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao both laughed.
Miss Lin pouted and couldn't help but step on the smelly uncle.
10:30 p.m.
As soon as she returned to the hotel suite, Miss Lin was attacked by her uncle. She picked her up and pushed her down on the soft sofa.
"Uncle, you know, I can't do it today"
Miss Lin was smiling and looked confident.
Chen Tao smiled and asked: "Did you misunderstand something? On the boat, you stepped on me and it still hurts, so I just wanted you to give me a massage, but I didn't want to do anything else... ...How about it, can you give me a massage?”