She has long hair, great temperament and aura, speaks slowly and is very elegant.
Gao Zinyin felt that she never looked up at him.
Feng Jin obviously didn't want Gao Zinyin to come to France, but who knew that Feng Jiayi would experience such a thing in the middle of the trip.
Gao Zhiyuan kept nagging Feng Jin, who originally disagreed. However, considering that there was no one to inherit the huge family fortune, bringing Gao Zinyin was only a temporary measure. She still hoped that her daughter would wake up one day.
"Ziyin, your room is downstairs." Gao Zhiyuan said to Gao Ziyin.
"Yeah. Thank you, Dad, and thank you, Aunt Feng." Gao Zinyin went into his room.
Gao Zhiyuan followed and saw Gao Ziyin put her passport on the table. He said, "Ziyin, your passport is not needed for the time being. I'm currently processing your French citizenship. I'm afraid you might lose your passport, so I'm keeping it for you."
Gao Zinyin, who was packing clothes, paused for a moment. Was he afraid that she would run away?
Gao Zinyin thought about it again and realized that he was probably afraid that she would return to China in the next few days and see her mother, and Gao Zhiyuan's training would be ruined.
Song Xun was right. Here, Gao Zinyin was the only one isolated.
On one side is the lover with whom he has lived for more than ten years, and on the other side is a biological daughter whom he has not seen for ten years. It goes without saying which is more important.
Gao Zinyin may face many difficulties in the future.
Gao Zhiyuan took Gao Ziyin around the house and said, "This is our home in Provence, and there's also our home in Paris. We have many more abroad. Ziyin, be good. These will all be yours in the future. You have to treat your Aunt Feng well."
Gao Zinyin was unmoved. She was wondering if Gao Zhiyuan meant that he would never let her see her mother again!
Put yourself in Feng Jin's shoes and think about it. This is normal. He cultivated someone who was ungrateful.
The house in Provence is very big. Feng Jiayi lives upstairs in Gao Zhiyuan's house and is looked after by a special nurse.
Facing this girl who was one year younger than herself, Gao Zinyin felt nothing but regret. She was wearing an oxygen mask, so Gao Zinyin couldn't see Feng Jiayi's full appearance, but she looked pretty good.
In this way, Gao Ziyin started her French work, accompanying her father to work every day and learning new product knowledge, essential oils, perfumes, and pure plant-based creams. Girls are originally very interested in these things, and Gao Ziyin was determined to learn them well with her goal of working hard.
Although her father took her passport, she didn't say anything on the surface and didn't let her father realize her rebellious mentality, but she knew that if she wanted to have the final say one day and see her mother soon, she must study hard and make a name for herself. She had seen Gao Zhiyuan's diary. Gao Zhiyuan was often on business trips, and she was nothing at the moment.
Gao Ziyin longs for the day when he can have the final say and stand out from the crowd.
But, you have to endure——
It is said that on this day, when Gao Zinyin was punished to be put in solitary confinement, Jiang Yancheng was on vacation on an island in New Zealand.
When he opened the curtains of the sea view room in the presidential suite hotel, he saw the sparkling sea. He was only wearing a black shirt, and he looked high-spirited, noble and disdainful.
He was alone on this vacation.
When he was on vacation, he was always alone. He hated the hustle and bustle and the chatter.
Gao Ziyin said something at the dinner table today: "Dad, how long does it take for the essential oil to condense?"
Feng Jin then said slowly, but with a subtle hint, "Don't you know that you shouldn't talk while eating or sleeping? The kitchen is locked, and you can't come out without my permission!"
Gao Ziyin glanced at Gao Zhiyuan.
In fact, Gao Zhiyuan at this moment should be Feng Zhiyuan. Gao Ziyin has also realized after so long that Feng Jin is the one who has the final say in the family. Although she doesn't speak often, her words are often final.
Even if Gao Zhiyuan wanted to be on Gao Ziyin's side, it would be useless. After all, what Gao Ziyin ate and lived in now were all from Feng Jin's family.
Feng Jin still ignored Gao Zinyin and treated her as nothing.
Every time at this time, Gao Zinyin missed her mother especially, but when she video-called her mother, she only reported good news and never bad news. She only said that the food and accommodation here were good. She knew that Gao Zihan had been discharged from the hospital and was helping her mother at home.
This time Feng Jin punished Gao Ziyin, and Gao Ziyin guessed that it was probably to take advantage of the situation.
Gao Ziyin sat in the kitchen, hugging her knees, feeling inexplicably desolate.
㱗In a foreign country, there is a time difference with China, but there are very few people with black hair and yellow skin. Every day, Gao Zinyin sees mostly foreigners. She misses China very much, misses her mother, and misses the wontons her mother makes.
That person probably forgot about her a long time ago.
Yes, he was just an assistant and a sex partner.
Gao Zinyin is now in France. Looking back at his former self, he feels like a clown.
I like someone so blindly that I lose my dignity.
She brought to France all the things she had given him - pens, cup holders and paintings - that he didn't want.
Use this to motivate yourself.
She didn't sleep all night and was locked in the kitchen.
The next day, when I was about to fall asleep, I heard a voice from outside, "Aunt, I'm here to see Jiayi."
Then Feng Jin said, "Jiayi, are you the one who took care of him? If you have the time, you'd better go and check on your son Cheng Ruilin. He's still in the hospital's incubator. If the child is normal, he'll be ours. If not, he'll be sent to yours."
"Aunt--"
"Shut up! Don't mention my aunt, I wish I could cut you into pieces!" Feng Jin said viciously.
This was the first time Gao Zinyin heard Feng Jin say this. She was very curious about what Cheng Yan looked like.
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