One or two luxury Bentleys stopped slowly, and four or five people walked out of the department store. Walking in front was an old man with a crutch, and a noble lady was supporting him. Beside them was a young woman holding a baby, but the young woman looked quite young and had not yet taken off her youthful childishness between her eyebrows.

After glanced at the sleeping baby, Feng Biaoting felt extremely happy. The Feng family had a queen and was a handler. Whenever he thought of this, he always felt much more energetic, and even his illness seemed to have dissipated.

Suddenly remembering something, Feng Biaoting turned his head and ordered his wife Cheng Guixiang: "Drinke less milk powder, and find a nurse. Xiao Si, go find a cleaner."

However, before the butler Xiao Si agrees, Feng Qianling next to him objected: "Honghong likes me, I have enough milk, I'll feed you."

"What Honghong?" Feng Biaoting was so angry that he heard the nickname. After so long, he used all kinds of methods to investigate that the child's father was a mainlander who came to Hong Kong, with his surname Hong, and the other clues were completely broken. Feng Biaoting often wondered, he had been a powerful man for a lifetime, how could the daughter he gave birth to was so confused? He was inexplicably deceived? What's even more annoying is that his daughter Feng Qianling was still scheming and must use "Honghong" as his nickname.

Seeing Feng Biaoting staring at her eyes and looking angry, Cheng Guixiang quickly laughed at her daughter: "Your father is for your own good so that he can maintain a good figure. Could you be single in the future?"

"No, no." Feng Qianling pouted, kissed her son's pink face, and said with a smile, "Honghong is enough. I still have to stay with my parents."

"You..." Feng Biaoting wanted to get angry, but felt helpless and had nothing to say. He could only sigh and wave his hand, asking the driver and bodyguard to open the trunk quickly and put the things he had just purchased in...

...

He was drunk and sweating, and while joking with the brothers beside him, Jing Jian was walking on the street with wind, and he felt a burst of comfort. Most of Jiang Wenyi's younger brothers also dispersed, only Xiao Miao and others were pressing the speed of the car and slowly followed Jing Jian and the others.

Suddenly, Jing Jian saw two luxury cars across the street in the corner of his eyes, and a familiar figure was about to get on the car next to the luxury car. What was particularly surprised was that the figure actually... was actually holding a baby? Baby!

Jing Jian stopped immediately, felt excited all over, and the wine immediately woke up most of the time.

"What's wrong?" Liu Kai next to him said strangely, following Jing Jian's gaze.

Jing Jian woke up suddenly and ran straight across the street without hesitation...

"Master, Miss, be careful!" The bodyguard who observed the movements around him immediately issued a warning and blocked Jing Jian's route in one step, "Sir..."

"Get out!" Jing Jian pushed it casually, and the bodyguard named Ade grabbed it with his backhand, pulled it hard, and together with another bodyguard who came, blocking Jing Jian outside.

One was unintentional and the other was taking the initiative. As soon as the fight broke out, Jing Jian suffered a small loss.

"Sir!" Ade warned again. He has been in the Feng family for more than ten years, and Ade has mastered his sense of proportion well, which is very polite, but he will never let Jing Jian get close.

After taking a look at Feng Qianling's direction, Jing Jian tried hard to suppress his anger: "I know your lady and I, let me go over and say a few words."

Feng Biaoting's family had already discovered Jing Jian. When he heard Jing Jian shouting in Mandarin, his eyes swept to his daughter as if she was electrocuted, covering her mouth and trembling all over, and tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes. Feng Biaoting immediately ordered: "Stop him and let's go." Feng Biaoting didn't want to make any jokes on the street. As for the excited boy, he could investigate slowly in the future. Since he had already shown up, can he still escape from my Wuzhishan?

Seeing Feng Biaoting ready to leave, Jing Jian's eyes were instantly showing a fierce light and shouted to Ade: "Go aside, are you looking for death?"

Feeling something was wrong, Ade stretched out his left hand and took a step back: "Sir, please calm down." His right hand had already touched his waist, and intentionally or unintentionally showed the gun around Jing Jian's waist...

"Dajing!" Liu Kai, Jiang Wenyi and the others also ran over. They thought it was a normal conflict, but suddenly they saw Ade's gun, and when a few people stopped, Jiang Wenyi and others also dispersed and touched their waists. Xiao Miao on the opposite side had already stopped the car, and several people quickly came to the back of the car. As long as they opened the trunk, there were a few AKs and grenades inside...

There were people coming and going on the street, and the actions of the two groups were still at a loss, and the war was about to break out...

Ade also observed the movements around him and found that he was faintly surrounded and sweat was already oozing from his forehead. Suddenly, he was pushed hard on his face and heard Jing Jian’s arrogant voice: “Come on! If you have the will, just draw your gun? Get out of here!”

Feng Biaoting and Xiao Si also found that the situation was not good. The atmosphere was like a pack of explosives. A little bit of Mars might instantly detonate. I found that his daughter Feng Qianling hugged the child and stood there motionless, and looked at the boy affectionately. Feng Biaoting looked at Jing Jian coldly and ordered: "Ade, let him come here."

"master!"

"Let him come here!"

Everyone on both sides maintained a confrontation, but Jing Jian was already obscene, as if the whole world was this baby. Walking to Feng Qianling and staring at the child carefully, it felt like blood was connected.

"Haha, hahaha..." Jing Jian was so excited that he couldn't help himself. In his past and present life, this was his first child. He actually had a child. He raised his head and squeezed a smile at Feng Qianling, "Is it mine? Is it mine?"

Trying to suppress his tears, Feng Qianling nodded: "His name is Honghong."

"Okay, haha, boy and girl?"

"boy."

Jing Jian only felt more wonderful, and his whole body felt as comfortable as eating ginseng fruit: "Hahaha, can you give me a hug?"

"No!" Feng Biaoting said coldly, "His surname is Feng, and my grandson has nothing to do with you."

Jing Jian's face immediately became gloomy and he turned to look at Feng Biaoting: "Old guy, do you have the will to say it again?"

Feng Biaoting was not showing any weakness: "Boy, do you have the will of voice to me?"

The sparks appeared in the eyes of each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and it was about to break out again.

After more than ten seconds, suddenly, "Wow, wow..." Perhaps the baby is the most sensitive, and the child suddenly woke up and started crying loudly.
Chapter completed!