Chapter 461: What He's Holding in His Hand Is It a Child?
For a while, the slightly noisy hall was instantly quiet except for the sound of two footsteps, one large and one small.
Everyone saluted the two of them.
Because they were so shocked that they even forgot who they were staring at at the moment......
Xiao Yi felt the gazes coming from all directions, a little uncomfortable, his little short legs quickly tossed twice, and then reached out and grabbed Feng Yichen's big hand, clinging to him tightly.
Feng Yichen lowered his head, felt the hot little paws in his palm, and a smile crossed his eyes, clenching it.
Seeing that one big and one small suddenly held hands, and several inhalations sounded, I was even more shocked.
Doesn't the rumor say that their master hates children as creatures?
He's holding a child in his hand, right?
Right?
It's not a kitten or a puppy, it's a child!!
The most important thing is that he doesn't want to talk about what he doesn't hate.
The main thing is that their master is single, and there is no young master of the same age in the Feng family.
For a while, Xiao Yi's identity became a mystery.
The two stopped at the elevator entrance.
Feng Yichen raised his hand, and his fingertips just pressed the elevator button.
Along with the ding, there was a clear and loud click......
Suddenly, the hall fell silent again, and it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was gone.
Everyone looked at the second fool who was secretly holding up his mobile phone and forgetting to mute his words, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
You must know that the reporter who secretly photographed Feng Yichen last time had their company go bankrupt.
Apparently, the employee also forgot that there was a recording sound on her mobile phone, and for a while, the whole person seemed to be petrified, standing in place, her legs trembling.
He was so shocked when he saw Feng Yichen leading this child, he subconsciously wanted to take a photo of the group and gossip.
Unexpectedly, he felt that he would die soon, and he felt that he would die soon......
At this time, Feng Yichen also turned his gaze and landed on him fixedly.
"Three, the third master ......"
The male employee was so frightened that he didn't even shout Mr. Feng, and directly blurted out the terrifying title.
Feng Yichen raised his chin slightly, his gaze shifted, and fell on the man's mobile phone.
The man jumped, hurriedly raised his phone, and his voice trembled: "I, I deleted it immediately." ”
However, in the next second, his face changed suddenly, and his blood faded.
Fuck, he actually took it directly from the group, and the photo has been sent to the department group!
The man's heart was in despair, it's over, this time it's really dead.
Feng Yichen looked at his trembling hands and said slowly: "Take it." ”
These three words fell on the ears of the male employees, as if they had become 'Die!' ’
In the end, he was still trembling, dragging a pair of trembling legs that couldn't stand up straight, and passed.
"Three-three-three, three-three, third master!" The man's voice trembled as he handed over his phone.
Xiao Yi stood aside, tilting his little head, looking at the strange Shu Huang in front of him curiously and suspiciously.
I just think that this uncle may not be in good health, otherwise why would he be shaking like a sieve.
Feng Yichen didn't answer, but looked at the photo on the screen with lowered eyes.
Well, there is only the back, the picture of a man holding a small milk bag.
After looking at it for a while, the man suddenly sighed, with a little meaning, but it seemed that he was not angry?
The man was bold, and when he raised his head, he saw a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth that was almost difficult to detect.
"Good shot."
With just one sentence, he led the little man beside him into the elevator.