Wife, please let me pet you

Chapter 127 Warmth, meet an acquaintance again (5)
Feng Zhuohao was also a person who had been at the negotiating table in the shopping mall for more than ten years, how could he be so easily suppressed by Leng Yan?

No way, but thinking of the old man at home, Feng Zhuohao had a headache, how to get this girl to Yan's house?

With a glance, he saw Leng Yan, Feng Zhuohao's eyes flashed, and there it is!

Hehe smiled, very kindly, and said to Leng Yan, "I'm afraid Mr. Leng already knew the reason. If that's the case, let's open the skylight and speak honestly. The old man at home wants Miss Yan to visit."

On the opposite side, Yan Xi raised his head quietly, looking at the two men, his eyes were sparkling, but his emotions seemed to be hidden deeply, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, Leng Yan stared at Yan Xi, then lowered his eyes, A low smile, quite sarcastic, "Mr. Feng, why did you say that to me? What your old man wants to see is Xixi, not me. Tell me...is it useful?" Leng Yan raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised , the knife and fork in his hand was put down directly, there was nothing to eat, and the little meatball in his arms also raised his head and looked at his father opposite.

Feng Zhuohao smiled unhurriedly: "I think, you and I are smart people, why bother to speak so clearly in this public place?"

Leng Yan twitched his eyes, just in time to see Yan Xi looking at him over there, and just in time to see the hesitation in Yan Xi's eyes, Leng Yan instantly understood Yan Xi's thoughts, this girl wanted to go, but I dare not.

In fact, as early as when he asked Leng Xiaosan to investigate the relationship between Yan Zizhen and the Yan family, he was almost [-]% sure. The assurance of [-], as for the remaining [-], it can be ignored.

Coming to your door now?

Leng Yan frowned, and looked at Feng Zhuohao quietly. The two men just stared at each other for ten seconds. During the clash of eyes, the little meatball sniffed his nose, as if it smelled like fire!

Leng Yan's originally cold eyes suddenly turned, and he said with a blunt smile: "Why, you lost Xixi back then, and now you say that Xixi is your child and we want Xixi Go back? How can there be such a good thing in this world!"

Feng Zhuohao's eyes froze, and when he spoke again, he completely lost the casual tone just now, with a hint of caution in his low voice, "Then what do you mean?"

Leng Yan raised his chin, and the corner of his mouth curled into a usual faint smile: "No matter what happened back then, it was always because you didn't protect Xixi well in advance, which led to Xixi's gloomy life 17 years ago. The family owes her, but now they want Xixi to go to the Yan family instead? This is a bit unreasonable!"

Feng Zhuohao narrowed his eyes, and after a while, a smile appeared on his face. He understood what Leng Yan meant, and he wanted the old man to come and pick up Xixi.

He raised his head with a smile, "So, very good!" That's what they planned.

Leng Yan was a little surprised, and Feng Zhuohao had already slapped his fingers towards the corner. Leng Yan looked over and saw a gray-haired old man slowly standing up with a man who looked like a housekeeper.

To be honest, Leng Yan's request is one thing, but seeing that the old man has come early is another matter. Looking at Yan Xi who is also surprised on the opposite side, Leng Yan is very relieved. It seems that the Yan family He still attaches great importance to Xixi, even if he doesn't mention the request just now, the old man of the Yan family will come to pick up his long-lost granddaughter in person, so, very good!
Feng Zhuohao first got up and went to help the old man, and walked slowly to Leng Yan's side, Leng Yan quickly got up and said hello: "Old Yan." His attitude was very respectful.

Leaning on crutches, Yan Ting looked at the tall and outstanding man beside Feng Zhuohao, nodded, very satisfied.

Looking down, he saw Yan Xi who kept his head down and said nothing. The old man's expression was still calm. This is a public place, which is not suitable for what he wants to do next. He turned to Feng Zhuohao and said, "Ah Hao, take them up first, this is a public place."

Feng Zhuohao nodded respectfully, and stretched out his hand to hug his son from Leng Yan's arms. Who knew that the little white-eyed wolf turned his head and hugged Leng Yan with all his limbs, for he didn't want to leave Leng Yan's warm embrace. , Leng Yan smiled helplessly at the old man, the meaning was obvious: I didn't want to either, it wasn't that I wanted to abduct and sell your Yan family's descendants, it was because I had a predestined relationship with your Yan family's children.

Isn't it fate?Didn't Yan Xi become Leng Yan's follower with such a determined look back then?
The old man smiled slightly, no problem, he was still grateful to this young man from the bottom of his heart, without his careful care for so many years, that child Xixi...

A group of people went to the room that Feng Zhuohao had reserved a long time ago. Yan Xi followed Leng Yan, and they were silent all the way. Leng Yan held the little meat ball in one hand and Yan Xi in the other, looking like a real life A family of three, when they got into the elevator, someone exclaimed: "What a beautiful family!"

Leng Yan looked at the little meatball in his arms, it was pretty, that Feng Zhuohao was pretty handsome, and his son was naturally not bad, plus he had a good appearance with Yan Xi, um!Leng Yan was very satisfied, and suddenly he and Yan Xisheng's son would instantly kill a lot of people's attention in his mind, and he was proud to think about it!
After Yan Ting came in, Feng Zhuohao carefully supported the old man, and specially asked the butler to go out for a walk with the meat balls in his arms. After all, this is a family background, and it is not good to have children growing up.

After Yan Ting came in, he walked directly to Yan Xi, his breathing was a little short, and it could be seen that the old man was very nervous. Although he had experienced so many storms, he couldn't hold his breath now that he saw this little girl.

"Child..." Yan Ting wanted to reach out and caress the top of her hair, just like how he used to caress Zihua. When Yan Xi raised his head, there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, which made him stop his hand in mid-air, his old eyes were sore, and his heart ached. It doesn't feel good, just like what Leng Yan said before, it was indeed him, the grandfather, who felt sorry for the child first.

Not only can I feel sorry for this child, but I can't even feel sorry for my poor daughter.

In fact, Yan Xi was still struggling with the matter of entering Yan's house before. He didn't know what to do, whether to go or not. When he went, he would think of the disgusted look he had when he drove away himself and his mother that year. No, after all, they are connected by blood. It is true that blood is thicker than water. Before I was five years old, my mother never talked about my grandfather. Until that day, my mother suddenly took me back to city A overnight. When they went back, the embarrassment of the two of them was still fresh in Yan Xi's memory. At that time, she didn't understand why her mother, who had always loved cleanliness, didn't care about her image so much.

(End of this chapter)