Living room.

Maple's mother sat down at the dining table with her arms around the painting, and kept giving her the pastries she had specially instructed the servants to make when she got up early in the morning.

"Paint, try this tiramisu, sweet or not?"

"Sweet, thank you Auntie!"

"Then there's this, mango cake, it tastes good!"

"Well, it's really delicious."

Maplewood's mother touched the head of Jinghua with a smile, and said gently, "If it's delicious, you can eat more, and remember to come over often to eat in the future!" ”

"Uh-huh, thank you, Auntie." Jing Hua's smile was innocent, harmless and cute.

On the other side, Feng Muxing, who was left out in the cold, asked faintly, "Mom, am I your own child?" ”

How long has he been sitting here, and his own mother won't even give him a piece of cake!

Maple's mother gave him a blank look, "Useless things, you picked them up in the trash!" ”

Maple Wood Xing, "......" he can be sure that he is indeed not his own!

Looking at the picture of Maple's mother and Maplewood arguing, Jing Hua smiled and bent her eyes, she took another bite of the soft dessert, but her eyes were inexplicably sour.

She has grown so big and has never felt mother's love, but today she feels it from Maple's mother, it turns out to be so gentle and beautiful.

It's true...... I'm so impressed......

At this moment, the servant's respectful voice suddenly came from the door, "Master, you are back." ”

"Hmm." The man's deep voice sounded, which immediately broke the warm atmosphere of the living room.

Hmm, sir?

Is Maplewood Row's dad?

Jing Hua raised his eyes, and saw a tall man walking in with a straight face, he was very handsome, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Maplewood Xing.

His appearance made Maple's mother and Maple's faces gloomy.

"Feng Muchen, you still know to come back!" Mama Maple sneered.

"This is my house, why can't I come back?" Feng Muchen replied confidently, his eyes fell on the expressionless Feng Mu Xing, and he said very dissatisfied, "Feng Mu Xing, what kind of attitude do you have, don't you even bark at Dad, your etiquette was eaten by dogs?" ”

Assi, Maple Tree's father, why is it so ugly?

Jing Hua frowned slightly, and then he heard Feng Muxing sneer, "Talk to me about etiquette?" Then is it good etiquette for you to cheat in marriage? Who are you to teach me? With garbage like you, you don't deserve to be my dad at all! ”

Maple Mu's face turned pale, "Presumptuous, I'm your son, how dare you talk to me like this?" ”

"Am I not telling the truth? You didn't cheat in marriage? So why have you been living outside all these years? Maple asked aggressively, the momentum was actually stronger than that of Maple Muchen, who had been crisscrossing the mall for many years!

"You!"

Feng Muchen choked, he couldn't talk about his son, he pointed the finger at Maple's mother, "Mu Shurou, look, this is the son you taught me, you have been eating dry rice at home for the past few years!" ”

"Did you say enough? Get the hell out of here! You're not qualified to dictate to me! Go out and find your mistress! Mu Shurou slapped the table and stood up, and said angrily.

"You...... You think I want to come back, if I don't want to come back to get the papers, you think I'd like to see your old face? ”

Not to be outdone, Feng Muchen retorted, Yu Guang noticed the scenery painting, and he asked loudly, "Who is this girl?" How can it be in my house? ”