Xiao Yi: "......"

The co-pilot's eyes widened and he looked confused.

Uncle Feng seems to be crazy......

"No, no." Xiao Yi replied a little confused.

Why buy a house, he has several homes, enough to live in.

And the house is very expensive, why buy a house?

Feng Yichen had long understood his son's ...... Well, the attributes of thrifty housekeeping.

Therefore, he felt that these things were very necessary to buy, and they must be bought!

"Okay, let's go to the mall first."

Feng Yichen made a decision directly, and took Xiao Yi to the largest shopping mall in the capital.

Xiao Yi: "......"

He had a hunch that his uncle Feng was going to be a loser again.

The man sat in the co-pilot, very distressed.

The short legs took off their shoes and sat cross-legged on the chair, raising their hands to support their cheeks, puffing out their cheeks, and frowning.

He was thinking, Uncle Feng can't live like this, is he such a loser, is it suitable to be a father?

What if the family is ruined in the future?

It's not easy for him and his mother to make money!

After thinking about it for a long time, he completely forgot that his income from Uncle Feng was much more than the income of both of them in a year.

……

The car stopped at the mall, and Jin Xiaoyi came out without a mask, he blinked, a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Feng, I didn't bring a mask."

Seeing the way the guy looked up at him, Feng Yichen's heart was filled with a warmth.

I was a little excited, I endured it and endured it, I didn't hold back, I rubbed my head and pinched my face.

Well, soft, cute, easy to pinch, worthy of his son.

"It's okay, let's not bring it."

He had already arranged people before, and no one would disturb them.

Besides, Feng Yichen now wishes that the whole world knew that Xiao Yi was his son, how could he be afraid of being seen?

If others knew what he was thinking at the moment, they would be shocked.

Feng Sanye, who has always been cold and ruthless, still has such a sassy side......

In fact, Xiao Yi doesn't like to wear a mask very much, it's not very comfortable.

Hearing that he didn't need to wear a mask, he was immediately happy, walked with short legs, and directly raised his hand to hold Feng Yichen's big hand.

When the soft hand grabbed himself, Feng Yichen's body stiffened, lowered his head, and looked at the milk bag on his side.

The Adam's apple rolled a little, and then, the corners of the mouth rose, and the bottom of the heart was filled.

Then, the father and son walked into the mall hand in hand.

As soon as the good-looking father and son entered, they attracted a lot of attention.

Many people couldn't help but look over and wonder if this was the star.

However, before the people could come together, a group of people responded.

The man at the head was about forty years old, looking at Feng Yichen with a smile on his face, bending over, and walking over like a dog's leg.

"Third master, welcome, welcome, this is the young master, he looks so handsome, and he looks really similar to the third master."

The manager of the mall had already been greeted in advance, and at this moment, the mouth was as sweet as if it had been smeared with honey.

When Feng Yichen heard this, he glanced at him more, his face was soothing, with a little pleasure.

"You and we look alike?" He asked.

The manager speculated on Feng Yichen's attitude, and then immediately laughed even more.

"Of course, the young master's eyes, nose and mouth are really like you, as if they were carved out of a mold."

Xiao Yi was dumbfounded and looked at where the manager was and opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

However, Feng Yichen was very satisfied, and his face became softer and softer.