Feng Yan drove home, and when he entered the door, he saw his own Lao Tzu sitting with his eldest brother and second brother drinking tea.

The old man admired the culture of the ancient earth period, so he liked to drink tea, and he also made it a habit for his family to drink tea.

When Feng Baixuan saw his precious little son come in, he chuckled and said, "I thought you would come back at night." ”

Every time my son has a conflict, he has to drag on and even do the opposite, today is really rare, and he came back not long after the call.

Feng Yan's cold face softened a little, "Our three sons have grown up!" ”

"Poof!" Feng Yi squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of tea, "Big brother, you actually have a joke!" ”

Feng Yan hid to the side in disgust, "Second brother, can you be more reliable?" ”

Feng Yi sat next to him and habitually rubbed his head, "San'er actually said that I am unreliable, you are so embarrassed!" ”

Feng Yan pulled his hand away, "Don't mess up my hairstyle!" ”

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then whistled and asked with a smile: "Tsk, when did my third son pay so much attention to image?" It won't be a pickling girl lately, right? ”

Feng Yan glanced at him, "You think I'm you?" I only know how to pick up girls all day long, and I don't do serious things! ”

"Don't do serious things, you help me run a company as big as mine! Pickling girls is just a life under the adjustment! Feng Yijun's face was full of grace.

Feng Yan said speechlessly: "You are a Sven scum!" ”

His second brother is handsome, noble and rich outside, and he is also very personable, coupled with a strong background, he is known as "the first noble son of the imperial capital", but he is actually small-minded and black-bellied, and whoever offends him must be miserable in private.

The leaves in the ten thousand flowers do not stick to the body, a proper Sven scum.

Feng Baixuan coughed lightly, "Get down to business!" ”

If you continue to talk like this, you don't know where the topic will be taken again.

"Dad, did you call me back?" Feng Yan leaned lazily on the sofa, not sitting much, which meant that he was very relaxed.

Feng Baixuan asked with concern: "Have you been very active with toxins in your body recently?" ”

He looked at his son's complexion and spirit much better than before, as if he had not been disturbed by the toxin.

Feng Yan replied with a smile: "It's okay, it's within the scope of control." ”

Feng Baixuan picked up a bottle of potion that had been prepared a long time ago from the table and handed it to him, "This is a newly configured pressure potion that specifically targets the toxins in your body, if you take it when the poison occurs." ”

Feng Yan didn't go to pick up the potion, but instead squinted his eyes and asked, "This is configured by that woman?" ”

"It doesn't matter who configures it, as long as it works for you!"

Feng Baixuan sighed and continued: "The matter of her marrying into our family can be talked about later, don't you keep staring at this line?" ”

Feng Yan sneered: "Impossible, I will never agree to her marrying in." ”

Suddenly remembered the meaningful words of that woman that day, he had always been a smart person, and suddenly had a guess in his head.

He changed his words and asked, "Dad, if you want to marry her into the door, don't you just want her to prepare a potion for me to suppress the toxin?" Or can that woman detoxify my body? ”

Before Feng Baixuan could speak, Feng Yi whistled again, "My third son is so smart!" ”

Feng Baixuan's face changed slightly, and he glanced at his second son sharply, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." ”

Feng Yi pouted, "San'er has guessed it, why hide it from him?" He's not a fool! ”