Cute baby meat ball: Daddy is back

Chapter 139 The Conspiracy of Three Women

"Eat more if it tastes good." Mu Xuan watched Ling Yujiao reveal her feminine side, enjoying this rare happy time.Putting his arms around her waist, he smiled affectionately.

Looking at the happy couple in front of her, An Feifei suddenly felt that she was an eyesore and a little desolate.I had no choice but to bury my head in eating the tasteless meal, feeling even more inexplicably lonely in my heart.

The preoccupied Ling Mofeng didn't wait for An Feifei's return home, nor did he get through to An Feifei's phone.He had no choice but to come to the company first, ready to explain some things, and then went to pick An Feifei home. As soon as he entered the office, when Ling Mofeng was sorting out the documents on his desk, a black recording pen suddenly fell out of the documents.

Ling Mofeng frowned, looked at the recorder over and over again, and with curiosity, he pressed the start button.A familiar voice came from the voice recorder.Listening to the content inside, Ling Mofeng's originally indifferent appearance immediately became gloomy, and in the end, he threw the recording pen on the table viciously.

"Secretary Li, did you see anyone enter my office today?" After dialing the internal number and seeing Secretary Li walking in panting, Ling Mofeng had a gloomy face, tightly holding the recording pen in his hand. , asking Secretary Li seriously.He just wants to know who put this thing here.

"No, general manager." Secretary Li looked blankly at Ling Mofeng who suddenly changed his expression, at a loss.Originally, he thought that the general manager would ask him to talk about plagiarism, but in the end, he asked such an insignificant question, which made Secretary Li, who had already prepared his speech, stunned for a while.

"Then who brought in this stack of documents?" Ling Mofeng pointed to the stack of documents in front of him and asked Secretary Li.What I think about is the content recorded in the recorder, what is going on, how can this happen?
"I'm not too sure about this. There are too many people handling this pile of documents. I can't remember it for a while, but if the general manager asks, I can check." Although Secretary Li could see that Ling Mofeng's mood was a bit wrong, As if trying to suppress something.He was very curious and wanted to ask, but since he was just a little secretary, he couldn't ask too much, so he had to follow suit.

"No need, go and do your work." Ling Mofeng saw that Secretary Li didn't look like he was lying, so he waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Seeing the figure of Secretary Li disappearing outside the door, Ling Mofeng pursed his thin lips, put the recording pen in his hand in front of his eyes, and pressed the switch again, listening to the voices of Huangfuchen and An Feifei inside, his heart ached. Once again sank to the bottom.

"Yes, there are Xiao Si and Xiao Nian. If it wasn't for your help, I really don't know how to raise two children well. Thank you, Huangfu."

"Also thank you, I said we are friends, your child is my child, I take care of it as it should be."

These two sentences did not sound inappropriate, but after being edited by Bai Fu and others, not only did they have a great source, but it also made people think that Huangfuchen was the father of the two little guys.It was nothing to others, but to Ling Mofeng, it was a bolt from the blue.

Ling Mofeng couldn't listen anymore, put the recorder aside, supported his increasingly heavy head, and suddenly recalled that An Simo had said the same thing, when he was talking to him that time.

"I will let Feifei think about this matter carefully. If you are really such a person, if you knew it earlier, I would rather let Feifei choose to be with Huangfuchen."

If I knew this earlier, I would rather let Feifei choose to be with Huangfuchen.This sentence was thought of by Ling Mofeng at this moment, not only did not eliminate the doubts in his heart, but also made him frown, and his mood gradually became chaotic.

An Feifei came back, but she still didn't speak to Ling Mofeng.In fact, it wasn't that she insisted on a cold war, but that she couldn't get over the knot of distrust in her heart, but the two little guys couldn't leave her, so An Feifei could only pretend not to see Ling Mofeng's figure, and returned to Ling's house.

After knowing that An Feifei was back, Ling Mofeng didn't rush to explain to An Feifei, but did something mysterious and unpredictable.The suspicious appearance makes people feel extremely awkward.

"Xiao Nian, what are you doing?" After breakfast, Ling Mofeng walked into An Nianfeng's room.It happened that An Nianfeng was trying hard to hold his hair with his chubby little hands and straighten his hair.And Ling Mofeng let himself show a gentle smile, walked to her side slowly and asked.

"Daddy, I'm combing my hair." Seeing Ling Mofeng's figure, An Nianfeng couldn't help turning around excitedly, and said to Ling Mofeng with a smile.Then he turned around and continued to struggle with his hair, but did not notice that Ling Mofeng's eyes were flickering on his hair.

"Oh, can Daddy comb it for you?" After being silent for a while, Ling Mofeng suddenly brought up a very unusual reason.After that, he bent down and squatted beside An Nianfeng, just a head taller than her sitting on the chair. Ling Mofeng picked up a comb on the dressing table and fiddled with it uncomfortably.

"Do you know?" An Nianfeng looked at the comb in Ling Mofeng's hand dangling on the top of his head, but he didn't comb it off for a long time. He wrinkled his face, pouted, and asked himself, his father who likes to join in the fun land.

"Brush it once, and you'll get used to it." Ling Mofeng was also miserable in his heart, when had he ever combed a child's hair.If it wasn't for the purpose of unraveling the knot in his heart, how could a man do this.

"Daddy, you hurt me!" An Nianfeng, who was sitting on the chair with his calf dangling, was enjoying the time he had with Daddy. When he was smiling, his hair hurt, as if he had been scratched by something. Like hair, he couldn't help crying out in pain, and then stretched out his small hand to cover the painful place.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Nian, Daddy... didn't do it on purpose... You should comb it yourself, Daddy will go back and practice again." Ling Mofeng rubbed An Nianfeng's hair with one hand in a panic, and then put the comb on the He got up on the dressing table, clenched his fists, explained something, and left in a hurry.

An Nianfeng saw the back of Ling Mofeng leaving from the mirror, and felt that today's father seemed strange, but he didn't know where the blame was, so he shook his head, An Nianfeng picked up the comb and continued to comb his black hair.And Ling Mofeng, who walked out of the door, let go of his clenched fist, and the few hairs in his palm made him sigh.

Feifei, I just want to feel at ease.

"Did you find that Daddy is very abnormal these days?" The two little guys came back from kindergarten, nestled in their own rooms, doing things they were interested in.Suddenly, An Nianfeng, who was lying on the bed with his calves crossed, suddenly remembered something, turned over quickly, and asked An Simo, who was sitting beside him, suspiciously.

"He actually asked to comb my hair. It's a pity... It's a mess, and I lost a lot of hair. Alas, I feel sorry for him, but since Daddy cares about me so actively, I don't mind." Seeing that An Simo's interest was aroused, An Nianfeng started talking on his own.As he spoke, he vented his emotions.

"When you said that, I also remembered something." Listening to An Nianfeng's long speech, An Simo also thought of the scene when he met Ling Mofeng these days, and felt a little strange, so he couldn't help but put down the bag in his hand. Book, and discussed with An Nianfeng.

"In the past few days, the number of times he came to our bedroom is very frequent, which makes people feel strange." When I think of myself going back to the bedroom these days, I always see Ling Mofeng, leaning over in my bedroom. The body didn't know what it was looking for.Asked himself, he said nothing.

What the hell is he doing?An Simo finally paid attention to Ling Mofeng's strange behavior, but he didn't know what to do. He could only observe quietly, waiting for Ling Mofeng to show some tricks in front of him, or he could See through something.

"Mo Feng, why are you free today?" It's not just the two little guys, but also Huangfuchen who think Ling Mofeng is weird these days.Looking at Ling Mofeng who suddenly asked him out, Huangfuchen couldn't help but wonder why this busy guy asked him to come out.

"I'm free, I'm looking for you to chat." Ling Mofeng didn't take Huangfuchen's question seriously, and passed a few words, then raised his glass, drank the red wine to himself, but looked at him from time to time. Blinking, watching Huangfuchen's every move.

"Is there anything between you and Feifei? I think she's been unhappy these days. If you quarrel, you should take care of the two little guys. After all, they are still young. If this is the case, there will be shadows in their hearts. Seeing that Ling Mofeng didn't want to open the topic, Huangfuchen took a sip of the red wine, and when he slowly put down the glass, he opened his mouth.

He hoped to see An Feifei and Ling Mofeng happy, so he couldn't help persuading Ling Mofeng, and also hoped that the two of them could care about the feelings of the two little guys.

"You care about Xiao Si and Xiao Nian very much?" I didn't know what kind of opportunity to look for to get what I wanted from Huangfu Chen, but when I heard Huangfu Chen's earnest words, I immediately raised my eyebrows and looked at Huangfu Chen, with a hint of probing and questioning in his tone.

"What you said, I like those two little guys, so I naturally care about it." Huangfuchen didn't find anything unusual about Ling Mofeng, but when he heard Ling Mofeng's question, he couldn't help smiling, and expressed his innermost feelings. Real emotions are spoken.

"Ah...Sorry...Huangfu, I accidentally got it on your hair by accident." Listening to Huangfuchen's words, Ling Mofeng's mind resounded more and more from the recording pen, and he couldn't help but make up his mind. Decide, you must figure out what's in it.So, Ling Mofeng pretended to go to the bathroom, and when he walked behind Huangfuchen, he couldn't help scattering the hanging orchid branches and leaves on Huangfuchen's head, and took advantage of the situation to nervously help him remove the leaves.

(End of this chapter)