"What are you doing here?" Feng Jinchen seemed to keenly capture the flashing "being a thief" in Ying Linyuan's eyes, and his chilling black eyes sank.

"It's nothing, it's just, just ......" Ying Linyuan was in a cold sweat.

Oh, my God! I didn't write the plan on my face, what are you afraid of?

However, if Jin Chen guessed that he wanted to use his uncle's hair to secretly do a paternity test, then he and Huo Chizhou would be miserable, and maybe Song Qingyue would be implicated.

Feng Jinchen has no lower limit to what he can do.

Ying Linyuan hesitated: "I helped my uncle ...... just now"

Calm down! What a fart!

At this moment, Feng Yuanyi snorted coldly: "You bastard, what are you doing when you come back?" ”

Huaguo's old father will not sell miserably.

Let your son know that he is with gray hair? does not exist.

"Dad, I brought your favorite Cheng Ji pastry." Feng Jinchen's attention was immediately sucked away by Feng Yuanyi, where could he still take care of the slightest bit of something wrong with Fang Cai?

He put the pastry box in his hand in front of Feng Yuanyi with a little courtesy and opened it: "Dad, you can taste it." ”

Feng Yuanyi glanced at the box of pastries coldly, and saw that it contained all the foods that he and his wife usually liked to eat, and his face was a little pale.

"You want to please me with this little thing?"

Saying this, my heart softened a lot. Feng Jinchen, this bastard, still has his old father in his heart, right? That's it, the marriage contract between the Feng and Song families is irretrievable, and the father and son can't be angry for a lifetime.

The Communist Party has such a son, and the Feng family can only give it to him.

Ying Linyuan, who was on the side, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed his trouser pocket silently, and felt the sweat-soaked hair pinched by his fingertips.

I hope my hair is well.

"I'll try this Cheng Kee pastry and it still doesn't taste like that." Feng Yuanyi stretched out his hand, ready to taste the pastries that his son rarely bought to honor him, and the sound of "knock knock" high heels hitting the ground came from far and near the spiral staircase behind.

It's Madame!

Feng Yuanyi immediately took his hand back, and turned his head to look at it.

"What's going on?" Yun Shu, who was wearing plain and light makeup, walked down the spiral staircase with a smile, "Jin Chen, Lin Yuan, you are all here." ”

"Mom."

"Auntie."

Feng Jinchen and Ying Linyuan shouted in unison.

"It's rare for you two to be here, so why don't you stay for dinner tonight?" Yun Shu walked up to Ying Linyuan, took his hand and patted it, "Linyuan, I heard that you went to work in the Song family today, it's hard." ”

"Our family has grown up."

Ying Linyuan looked at Yun Shu's phoenix eyes in a daze, and was in a trance for a moment.

Auntie's eyes......

An incredible thought flashed through his mind, and before he could fully take shape, he was slapped to death by Ying Linyuan's "snap".

How can it be? Aren't the children of my uncle and aunt around? It's Feng Jinchen! It's impossible for them not to even know how many times they've given birth and how many children they've had, right?

As for the mistake, it's even more impossible, I don't even know my own children?

Who dares to change the prince of the Feng family?

Wait a minute!

Ying Linyuan mechanically looked down at the hand that was pulled by Yun Shu, just now this hand was in his pocket to press his hair! The hair wasn't brought out, was it? Oh, my God! What kind of identification do you do when your hair is gone?

Oops, bad, it's over, it's over.

Ying Linyuan's heart fell straight down.

"Auntie, I'm so hungry." He quietly withdrew his hand, covered his stomach and pretended to be hungry, and took advantage of Yun Shu and the others to insert it back into his pocket and touch it.

This familiar touch.

Whew-

It's still there, scared to death.

Yun Shu also thought that Ying Linyuan was really starving.

"Lin Yuan, wait a minute, my aunt will go to the kitchen to see if the porridge is ready, and drink a bowl of porridge to cushion your stomach first."

Feng Yuanyi resolutely followed: "Shu'er, I'll go with you." ”

How can you let your wife go into the kitchen by herself to serve porridge? What should I do if I accidentally get burned? If you are a husband, you must consciously be a laborer.

The two in the living room were used to this.

"Good work, Linyuan." Feng Jinchen raised his hand and put it on Ying Linyuan's shoulder, he only finished talking about the divorce of the two families yesterday, and today his cousin went to the Song family as an intern.

Ying Linyuan must be to help him be a lobbyist.

Alas, his cousin is quite righteous.

Ying Linyuan laughed dryly: "It's nothing, it's not hard, brother, you have to manage such a big company, that's not easy." ”

Tsk, you have to dig out your mind to hide the beauty of the gold house and bully the weak.

It's not easy.