"Oh~ It's really burning, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu, Sister Xu, how can you treat me like this..."

Xu Weiwei looked at Mao Yingyun's tears as if she didn't have money, and she was quite surprised to think how a person could cry like this suddenly.

Mr. Feng hurried over when he heard the noise. Xu Weiwei hugged Mr. Feng tightly, holding Mr. Feng tightly and cried even more fiercely: "Grandpa! You have to make the decision for Ying Yun!"

Xu Weiwei looked at Mr. Feng's finely crafted clothes being rubbed by Mao Yingyun, which looked like Dou E's blood was splattering with blood from her injustice. Her originally dull expression became even more dull.

Is it so happy to hurt yourself and then spend time and effort to act in a play?

Fengyang, who had deliberately avoided Mao Yingyun, felt a little sad when he heard the crying. He was so confused that he could dodge himself and let Weiwei and Mao Yingyun be together?

You will know that Vivi will definitely suffer another loss!

As expected, Fengyang entered the living room in two steps. What caught his eye was the scene of Mao Yingyun crying with his grandfather while Xu Weiwei sat aside with a dull look on her face.

Vivi is usually quite abrupt. Although she doesn’t know what happened, it is absolutely impossible for her to be her fault. Since it is not, why doesn’t she explain?

It seems that since the founding of Weiyang and Aunt Lu died in an accident, Xu Weiwei has become more and more silent and less confident.

"Grandpa." Because Mr. Feng has always loved Mao Yingyun, Fengyang was a little worried about Xu Weiwei's situation.

The old man shook his head at Fengyang and gently pushed away Mao Yingyun, who was still crying and still felt like he was still in the rain.

Mao Yingyun, who thought Mr. Feng would be furious, couldn't recover a little, but she looked up at Mr. Feng in confusion.

Mr. Feng did not look at Mao Yingyun, but gave Fengyang a wink: "The chicken soup is freshly cooked and it is very hot. Fengyang, take Yingyun to the hospital for a look. Don't hurt your face if you have a girl's house."

After hearing this, Xu Weiwei, Fengyang and Mao Yingyun looked at Mr. Feng in surprise at the same time. They all thought that Mr. Feng would be furious and punished Xu Weiwei.

Mao Yingyun was surprised at first, then looked at Xu Weiwei with a resentful look, as if Xu Weiwei was a man who abandoned her wife and children, and had done something to be sorry for her.

Xu Weiwei shrugged indifferently.

Fengyang went up to pull Mao Yingyun. Although he didn't want to, if Mao Yingyun was not taken away in this situation, this woman would never give up.

Sure enough, Mao Yingyun glared at Fengyang and used a lot of strength to shake off Fengyang's hand holding her arm. Do people in this room want to forget this? This bowl of chicken soup must not be so white!

Mr. Feng could see Mao Yingyun’s thoughts, and a rare seriousness appeared on his face: “Yingyun, don’t mess around, go to the hospital with Fengyang obediently, this is the case!”

Mao Yingyun looked aggrieved and wanted to say something else, while the nanny suddenly hurried to the second floor: "Old man, a guest is here."

"Guest?" Mr. Feng also looked suspicious. What customers can he have recently?

He stood up and looked up the windowsill at the door of the first floor, with glasses with gold wire and black frames, and a well-tailored suit, with a weird smile on his face.

Why did this guy come?

Seeing who it was, Mr. Feng turned around and looked at Xu Weiwei calmly, but said to the nanny: "It's a hot day, don't let the guests wait too long."

"Yes." The nanny got the order and went down to open the door.

Xu Weiwei still maintained her previous posture and sat quietly, not interested in this mysterious guest. She is now only interested in the fact that Mr. Feng protects herself.

After all, Mao Yingyun and Mr. Feng are more familiar with each other, and it is only the first time he and Mr. Feng have met.

After a while, the stairs leading to the second floor sounded footsteps, and the nanny led the way and invited the guests to the second floor.

Xu Weiwei inexplicably felt that the footsteps sounded a little familiar.

The nanny opened the door, the guest held his hands behind his back, and greeted Mr. Feng very familiarly: "Long time no see!"

But Mr. Feng seemed to have not seen this person, and ignored him and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

Xu Weiwei couldn't sit still at all. Seeing the person coming clearly, she stood up with a loud voice: "Dad? Why are you here?"

Xu Wen gave Xu Weiwei a clear look: "You girl, why do you speak so badly? Can't your dad come yet?"

Xu Weiwei quickly shook her head like a rattle. Just kidding, how dare he?

"No, I'm just curious why you came here suddenly?"

Xu Wenqing did not answer and walked around the whole room: "Old man, I'll take Vivi home."

He was clearly talking to Mr. Feng, but Xu Wenqing did not look at Mr. Feng, and it looked more like he was talking to the air.

"Hmph, just take it away if you want to take it away. Where does so much nonsense come from? Some people are not what I said. They have been doing for decades and are still the same as before."

Mr. Feng put down the tea bowl, and the few people looked at each other, wondering what these two people were talking about?

"Fengyang, I'll take Weiwei home first. Please let you deal with the rest of the matter." Xu Wenqing pushed his glasses, said hello to Fengyang, took Xu Weiwei's hand and left.

Mao Yingyun watched the two of them leave with their chests raised and their heads raised, feeling their hearts beating, as if they were about to jump out of their chests. Why are everyone protecting Xu Weiwei today!

As if he could see Mao Yingyun's unwillingness, Old Master Feng personally helped Mao Yingyun up with a serious look on his face: "Yingyun, Grandpa has something to do here, so you go home first."

Mao Yingyun became more and more angry. Isn’t he going to drive himself away?!

However, the Mao family still relied on the power of the Feng family. Even if they were not satisfied, Mao Yingyun did not dare to make a rash relationship with Mr. Feng, so he had to silence: "Then Yingyun will go home first, grandpa will take care of his health."

"Yes." Old Master Feng nodded expressionlessly, which was not the same as his usual kind appearance.

Mao Yingyun picked up the bag he placed on the sofa, and before leaving, glaring at Fengyang, staring at Fengyang for no reason.

"Grandpa." Feng Yang, who had been puzzled for a long time, couldn't help but ask, "Did you and Xu Wenqing know each other a long time ago?"

Mr. Feng was silent for a long time: "Boy, as a descendant of my Feng family, you should know not to ask this truth."

Feng Yang lowered his head: "Yes, grandpa. But I still want to ask, why do you like Vivi so much, and even offend Mao Yingyun for Vivi?"
Chapter completed!