After listening to An Ning's answer, Professor Feng suddenly realized, "So that's the case!" A-Ning, this is really fate! The word fate is the most wonderful. ”

The twitching amplitude and frequency of the corners of Lawyer An's mouth increased more and more.

Fate?

Yes, yes, it's wonderful!

However, whether this fate is a love fate or a bad fate, it depends on the wisdom of the people.

The graceful curvature of the willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

But sometimes listening to the surname Quan, she always feels that the beginning of the relationship between the two of them did not start with the murder case. Seem...... She had known her for a long time — no, it was the family name that was already paying attention to her.

Is it because my father's death has anything to do with the Quan family?

I don't know.

is still the same sentence, every time she meets that Fifth Master Quan, she feels as if there are a hundred more mysteries in front of her, and then these mysteries are wrapped into a huge impact, trapping her in a group.

The feeling of being dark in front of me is annoying.

'Click-' came the familiar sound of a lighter.

An Ning scolded without raising his head, "Dead old man, you don't want to live for two more years, I still want to honor you for two more years." If you don't leave your hand every day, you will get lung cancer sooner or later! Still smoking? Pumping you! ”

His eyelids lifted and he was stunned.

Professor Feng, I didn't smoke!

The familiar sound of a lighter—

"Uh......" turned his head and looked at the direction of the door, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching and almost stiffening.

Feng Dabin followed An Ning's gaze and looked over, but didn't see anything. The broken wooden door of his house really has no sound insulation effect. I guess it's a neighbor lighting a cigarette in the aisle. Tsk, his little apprentice is also a little sensitive.

"A-Ning, I have listened to you, and I will control the amount of Yan cigarettes within one box every day. It's not like you see, there's still half a box left today. ”

An Ning didn't care about praising Professor Feng for his good behavior at this time, she bounced up from the sofa and walked towards the door.

I don't know how long this bastard with the surname has been eavesdropping at the door!

Since you're here, why don't you knock generously on the door? What does it mean to hide outside the door and eavesdrop!

Crunch –

Boom.

The old broken wooden boards in the old classroom unit building made a broken moan.

An Ning stared expressionlessly at the noble and handsome man standing outside the iron gate.

"Fifth Master Quan, listening to the foot of the wall secretly, it will be too damaging to your name."

"Which eye did you see the fifth master eavesdropping?"

"Both eyes see."

"Silly. Force! ”

"Civilized society, pay attention to the words."

"An Xiaoyou, still don't open the door for your man?" Emperor Quan Yuhuang raised his eyebrows with a smile and hooked the tails of his eyes. It seems that the mood is quite good.

"A-Ning, is the kid with the surname right here?"

In the living room, Professor Feng's voice was already full of uncontrollable anticipation, excitement, and excitement.

An Ning felt very tired and hung her head, answered, opened the iron door, and let the fifth master come in.

The last time I came to Professor Feng's house, An Ning and Emperor Quan Yu couldn't even get in.

After Emperor Quan Yu came in, he only glanced at this house.

One bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, what is there to look at? Isn't that just a sight to behold?

"The fifth master has thought about what kind of gift to give Teacher Feng."

“…… Surnamed Quan, don't say that you want to give my master a villa, you will frighten his old man. ”

"An Xiaoyou, do you know how much a villa costs in the capital? The fifth master is rich, but the fifth master only spends money on the people at the top of his heart. ”

An Ning raised an eyebrow, "So?" ”

The man squinted at her condescendingly, he just liked to see the puzzled expression on the little goblin's face.

She will never know how charming and intoxicating the touch of style in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows is when she frowns slightly.

Just when An Ning was waiting impatiently, Quan Yuhuang dropped a sentence unhurriedly, "Change a duplex apartment for Mr. Feng, and die." ”

"You're still going to frighten my master!" Tranquility fried hair.

"A-Ning, why are you standing at the door muttering without bringing people in?" Professor Feng, who couldn't hold back and wanted to see his son-in-law, went directly from the living room to the door.

Although this is against the custom that the elders will not greet the juniors, Professor Feng is about to go crazy, where can he take care of this?

"Master." An Ning pointed to the man beside him, "Emperor Quan Yu." Emperor Quan Yu, this is my master. ”

Professor Feng looked at Quan Yuhuang's eyes, and they were all straight.

Handsome!

It's so handsome!

It feels like the star who came out of the pictorial - no, better than the male star in the pictorial.

Professor Fung is not a person who judges people by their appearance. I have to admit that Fifth Master Quan's stinky skin is really too dazzling. Let everyone who sees him for the first time be shocked by his wicked face first, and then observe him as a person.

Since the master showed such a shameful expression, An Ning had already guessed it beforehand. After all...... Even she, a person who has never been very cold to men, was slightly shocked when she saw Emperor Quan Yu for the first time, let alone Professor Feng?

But Emperor Quan Yuhuang's performance was something that An Ning couldn't have expected.

The man stood upright, and bowed to Professor Feng with dignity and respect. Although the curvature of the bend is almost negligible. The man's head was still raised high, and the expression on his face was as arrogant as ever. Fifth Master Kequan, in the end, bowed to Professor Feng.

This made An Ning's eyes almost pop out.

...... of surname rights It's really enough to give Professor Feng face! If you don't give Professor Feng face, you will also give enough here.

"Teacher Feng, I am Emperor Quan Yu, An Ning's husband."

A simple self-introduction is that Quan Wuye is as strong and unquestionable as ever.

It's just that after a very simple glance, Professor Feng already has a very good impression of his son-in-law.

Although Fung is an old scholar who only knows how to engage in academics, he is also a well-known and authoritative professor in the legal field. He's seen a lot of big people, and to be honest, there's not a lot of it at all. When the legal provisions were perfected and revised, it was the senior leaders at the national and ministerial levels, and Professor Feng had dealt with them. This is not counting the procurators and justices of many Supreme Procuratorates and Supreme Courts that Professor Feng has personally taught.

Big shots, Professor Feng has seen a lot.

Some people, that kind of extravagance is innate, and the nobility of gestures is even more innate.

With just such a glance, Feng Dabin was already able to confirm that the young man standing in front of him who was extremely good-looking was a man who had been in a high position all year round.

Listening and watching are definitely two completely different feelings.

Listening to An Ning narrate the identity of Emperor Quan Yu will not give Feng Dabin any real feelings. But after seeing Emperor Quan Yu with his own eyes, the shock and deterrence are solid and deep in my heart.

Retracting the gaze placed on Emperor Quan Yu, Feng Dabin said coldly, "Come in and talk, don't stand at the door." ”

"Okay." Emperor Quan Yu nodded, and took An Ning's waist very easily.

An Ning's eyes opened slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge, but because Feng Dabin was beside her, it was not easy to have a seizure, so she could only throw a vicious look at the man in a place where her master couldn't see.

If the surname Quan still dares to move her hands and feet in front of her master, then she will definitely hack the fifth master to death with a knife, and then commit suicide!

The subtle little action between the two of them fell in Feng Dabin's eyes, and it became a completely different meaning.

Nodding secretly in his heart, Feng Dabin said secretly, looking at his appearance, this kid with the surname Quan still has true feelings for their family A-Ning.

is also a man, Feng Dabin knows very well what a man's eyes are in his heart with this woman.

From the moment he entered the door, the eyes of this kid with the surname Quan were attached to the body of his little apprentice. Except for a brief departure when greeting him, this kid's eyes never left his little apprentice for even a second.

In fact, whether you like it or not, you can know it by looking at your eyes.

The eyes are the most unconcealable.

This first pass, the kid who barely counts the right to the surname has dealt with it.

But then, there are still several checkpoints, and he is waiting for the kid with the right to the surname!

Want to kidnap his little apprentice so easily? There is no such thing as this in this world!

The little apprentice of his family doesn't say much, it's not an exaggeration, and the kid with the surname is definitely more than enough. He watched the little apprentice who grew up by himself, what is his character, he just dares to pat his chest and use his reputation in this life to package the ticket, absolutely nothing.

I don't want to let the kid with the surname Quan easily marry his little apprentice!

He didn't want a dowry or anything. As long as he has a little bit, this kid with the surname will be good to A-Ning for the rest of his life.

People's hearts are fickle.

Rich and powerful men are more likely to change their hearts.

To be honest, if it weren't for the dead girl Ah Ning who got the marriage certificate privately, he would have extremely unwilling Ah Ning to marry into a wealthy family like the Jiang family of the Quan family. He prefers A-Ning to find a man with an ordinary family and who is willing to be motivated.

The identity of the family is not equal, and it will be very difficult for their family to get along.

And he didn't want his little apprentice to work so hard. Every day at my husband's house, I work hard to maintain those relationships.

It makes sense for these four words.

Sitting next to Professor Feng, An Ning looked at Fifth Master Quan who was sitting opposite them, and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

Fortunately, it was past the time to finish eating, otherwise it would have been at the dinner table...... Professor Feng, who is a heavy drinker, must be confident that he wants to drink Emperor Quan Yu. But here's the problem...... The fifth master Quan, who has a bottomless amount of alcohol, will definitely drink Professor Feng down.

Isn't the first level of this old man's review of his son-in-law just drinking? It's just that she, the master, is still a guy who looks for wine to drink every day, but gets drunk as soon as she drinks.

However, the peaceful celebration did not last long.

Feng Dabin raised his hand, "In this way, let's have two drinks first." I see you're a little nervous, take a glass of wine, slowly. ”

Quan Yuhuang sat on the very old sofa, the corners of his mouth lightly hooked up a mocking smile, when Feng Dabin was observing him just now, he was also observing Feng Dabin.

There is a slight deviation from the authoritative image of the academic world that he imagined.

Feng Dabin has a baby face and looks very young. If you just look at his face, you won't think that he is already an old man in his sixties. At most, that's in your early fifties.

Emperor Quan Yu thought that Professor Feng would be an old-fashioned and serious person. Unexpectedly, this old man is quite easy-going, and he doesn't look like the kind of old man who will regret playing chess in the park. Dressed as expected, frugal and clean.

A pair of eyes behind reading glasses, firm and wise, revealing awe-inspiring righteousness at the same time.

Professor Feng is indeed an old man who deserves to be respected.

The biggest difference from imagination is the breath of an old naughty boy on Mr. Feng's body.

Hearing Feng Dabin's words, Quan Yuhuang raised his eyebrows, "Teacher Feng, look at me, like nervous?" ”