After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 38 No One Can Control Him
"okay."

Sensing the tension between brothers Feng Yichen and Feng Lingyi, the old lady Feng led Feng Qingqing to the side of the three of them.

The two brothers had been at odds since childhood, and she didn't want Shi Moran to be cannon fodder in their hands.

"Ranran, come here."

The old lady stretched out her hand to greet Shi Moran.

After rubbing his red nose, Shi Moran raised his head and glared at Feng Yichen angrily, then walked up to the old lady Feng.

"grandmother."

She called obediently.

"Are you OK?"

Old Madam Feng looked at Shi Moran with tears in her eyes and red nose, her eyes were full of distress.

As a grandson of hers, she didn't know what it means to be sympathetic to a sweetheart and cherish jade since she was a child, and she knew that her Ranran would definitely be hurt by his rude behavior.

"Grandma, Ranran, my nose hurts."

Shi Moran raised his head and pointed to the tip of his nose.

How can it not hurt?
What is the difference between Feng Yichen's chest as hard as a rock?
Fortunately, this is an original nose. If she made a new one, it would either be knocked crooked, or turned into a pig's nose turned into the sky!
Seeing Shi Moran's grievance with tears in his eyes, the old lady directly picked up the crutch in her hand and tapped Feng Yichen's arm hard.

"You brat, don't you know how to be gentle with Ranran?"

She just heard from Butler Yan last night that he and Ranran had a much better relationship. Could it be that it was just pretending?
Feng Yichen: "..."

"Grandma, don't you know the character of the second brother? He will only treat that Su..."

Feng Lingyi, who didn't think it was a big deal after watching a play, just wanted to stab Feng Yichen again, but before he could finish speaking, he was hit by the crutch in the hand of the old lady Feng.

"Grandma, why did you hit me?"

Feng Lingyi looked at the old lady Feng who raised her crutch again in disbelief, and hurriedly hid aside with her head in her arms.

"You dare to talk nonsense again!"

The old lady raised the wooden cane in her hand and warned with a straight face.

Feng Lingyi: "..."

Okay, why don't he say it?

Anyway, everyone knows this matter well!
"Ranran, let's go, let's go into the house first."

Turning her head, the old lady greeted Shi Moran who tilted her head with a dazed expression in a gentle tone.

"Good, grandma~."

Shi Moran responded sweetly.

But he was thinking in his heart, it seemed that the entire Feng family knew about Feng Yichen and Su Wanwan.

After entering the hall, Shi Moran looked around curiously.

The whole courtyard gives people a strong taste of antique books. In ancient times, even the battle of the Feng family was a proper big family.

"Ranran, do you like this place?"

The old lady who was already sitting above looked at Shi Moran's curious expression. She picked up the freshly cut tea on the table and asked leisurely.

"do not like."

Shi Moran turned his head and shook his head.

Although everything here looks very valuable, she still likes the place where she lives now.

After all, there are too many people, which is not a good thing for her.

There are more people, which means that she will face more people, who knows whether it is an enemy or a friend.

"I don't like it..."

The old lady was very sorry, she was thinking that if Shi Moran said she liked it, she would have an excuse to let Feng Yichen move back.

"What's wrong here?"

The old man asked again.

"Everywhere is good, but I don't like it. Ranran likes her current home."

Shi Moran answered in a low voice with her head down and fingers, making it difficult to see the true expression on her face.

current home...
These words hit Feng Yichen's heart like a hammer. For him, the word "home" was unfamiliar but infinitely yearning.

However, Shi Moran regarded that cold house as a home?

The old lady Feng hid the disappointment in her heart and glanced at Feng Yichen who was still unresponsive, and nodded with a smile on her face, "Okay, since you like it there, grandma won't force you."

"Thank you grandma."

Shi Moran raised his head, his eyes lit up, like a match being lit in the dark night, shining brightly.

"Where's your elder brother?"

The old lady Feng looked at Feng Lingyi who was leaning on the pillar at the gate and asked.

"Who knows."

Feng Lingyi shrugged with a naughty smile, "Maybe in a man's or a woman's bed."

Shi Moran: "..."

What is this nonsense?

Why can't she understand it?

What does it mean to be in a man's or woman's bed?

What Feng Lingyi meant was that the young master of the Feng family can be both male and female?

Is it like that?
Upon hearing this, the old lady Feng put the cup in her hand heavily on the table, making a bang.

"Call him! Tell him, no matter where he is or what he's doing, tell him to get the hell out of here!"

Shocked, Shi Moran quickly looked away, looking at the swaying tea in the teacup on the table, she couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, this jade teacup is strong.

If it was replaced by glass, it is estimated that it would have broken a long time ago.

"Called, but no one answered."

Feng Lingyi directly changed his posture, but he was still as lazy and casual as before.

His big brother, no one can control him.

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(End of this chapter)