Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Feng Cheng's voice carried unhappiness. He did not even look at Mu Qinghuan, believing that she knew what choice he would make.

Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath, she suddenly could not understand, what was going on with Master?

He had to stop her at this time.

"Master, I want to take a leave of absence!" Mu Qinghuan held her son's hand, walked around the luxurious car and resolutely walked towards Feng Cheng.

With a smile, Feng Cheng welcomed Mu Qinghuan and held her hand.

"Don't be late tomorrow." He did not continue to make things difficult for Mu Qinghuan as well.

Almost at the same time, the master instructed Lin Ziyun, "Drive the car."

"Yes." Knowing the master's temperament, Lin Ziyun did not dare to delay any longer. She first reversed the car, then turned around and quickly left.

After the carriage stopped, Lin Ziyun peeked through the carriage mirror and looked at Mu Qinghuan with a puzzled expression. Then, she looked at Feng Cheng in shock.

"What are you curious about?" the man beside him suddenly asked.

"No, nothing." Shaking her head, Lin Ziyun did not dare to say anything more. It was just that deep in her heart, there were still traces of doubt.

At the Feng Residence.

Feng Cheng would never bring his son here, and he would do so this time.

"Son, you finally came. Your dad has been working too hard recently, and now he's fallen ill …" When Lin Ziran saw that Feng Cheng had come over, hope ignited in his eyes. Holding his son's other arm, Lin Ziran nagged, "If you had listened to him and entered the Feng's to help your father with some of his work, he wouldn't have ended up like this …"

"Little sister, what are you saying? It's not that Cheng isn't willing to enter the company, it's just that for some reason, the old man won't let him into the company …" Chu Huaiyu could tell that Lin Ziran had said it on purpose, she wanted Feng Cheng to re-enter the Feng's.

But, it's a pity, Feng Family does not accept actors …

However, Mu Qinghuan did not know about this. She only knew that Feng Cheng did not like female celebrities.

After Lin Ziran heard Chu Huaiyu's words, she glared at Mu Qinghuan in annoyance.

Mu Qinghuan didn't take it to heart. It wasn't the first day that Lin Ziran didn't like her, but she was mentally prepared for it. She only displayed it in front of everyone, which still made her lose a lot of face.

"Son, go see your father." Lin Ziran gently pushed Feng Cheng.

"Wait for me here." Feng Cheng held tightly onto Mu Qinghuan's palm, and then walked towards Qin Dong's bedroom.

As he laid on the bed, Qin Dong's face suddenly looked much older. It was as if he wasn't the same person as that ruthless man.

In merely a month's time, he had suddenly turned into this … There must be another reason besides hard work.

"Father." With the wide black suit, Feng Cheng pushed the door open and entered. However, his tone did not contain any feelings.

Feng Qin Dong shot a straight glance at Feng Cheng. After taking a good look at his face, the excited expression on his face had lessened by quite a bit.

Feng Cheng did not care, with a few steps he walked to the side of the wine shelves, and poured himself half a cup of wine, lightly tasting it, and stood there silently, not saying a single word.

"Dad, you admit it or not, you owe mom so much …" After drinking the strong liquor in one gulp, Feng Cheng's expression was still as cold as before. He used his fingers to wipe the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, showing a rarely seen playful and disrespectful appearance.

Feng Qin Dong opened his mouth with difficulty. "Think of a way to call your brother home, just say that I'm not feeling well …"

"Dad, you can't be thinking that I got someone to drug you, right?" With a playful smile, Feng Cheng continued to walk forward with his hands in his pockets until he reached the bedside and stared at Qin Fengdong's white hair.

Feng Qin Dong's expression changed, his expression becoming vigilant. He clutched his neck and said, "I have something to say to your brother …"

"Who knows where I am?" "Feng Cheng shook his head," Maybe the international police caught him, or maybe he was just eating prison food. "

"Cheng'er!" Feng Qin Dong's face suddenly filled with excitement, as if he had taken Feng Cheng's joke seriously.

"Look at how scared you are. It's just a joke." Feng Cheng reached out his hand and pulled up the blanket covering Qin Dong. Feng Qin Dong, on the other hand, stared at Feng Cheng as if he was avoiding a monster.

It was just a second son at home, yet he had chased him out of Feng's. If this son had a plan in mind, then it was possible for him to find someone to plot against and poison him.

"Dad, aren't you a leopard?" It seemed like even the strongest leopard would have an age where it could grow old. Feng Cheng looked at Feng Qin Dong meaningfully.

At this moment, in his opinion, Feng Cheng was the real leopard. He had never been able to understand this little son of his.

"Perhaps, I've already come back." Throwing these words down, Feng Cheng walked out of the bedroom without any expression.

Leaving behind Qin Dong, a look of shock appeared on his face.

Feng Cheng was hinting that the one who drugged him was actually his eldest son?

No, Feng Qin Dong didn't believe it.

For the sake of the will, Feng Cheng had to put in so much effort …

Feng Dong trusted his eldest son.

"What did your father tell you?" Seeing Feng Cheng walking down the stairs, Lin Ziran was incomparably agitated as she welcomed him.

Mu Qinghuan sat on the sofa and ate some fruits, she also looked at Feng Cheng curiously.

Lin Wanyu first looked at her sister Lin Ziran, and then, she looked at Feng Cheng as if she had thought of something.

Chu Huaiyu anxiously looked at Feng Cheng, wanting to know what exactly Feng Dong had said.

"Father said to prepare me to enter the Feng's." The moment Feng Cheng finished speaking, everyone's expression changed.

Especially Chu Huaiyu, she was not at all calm. Her pale face was cracked and her palms were tightly clenched into fists.

If Feng Cheng were to enter the Feng's at this time, then what would happen to her son?

This was the most tense moment!

If that old thing Qin Dong couldn't do it, no one would care.

What everyone cared about was the will that Qin Dong had made long ago.

Before Qin Dong closed his eyes, there was always the possibility of change!

Wills...

anxiously looked at Feng Cheng, it was not the time to reject Mu Qinghuan, but to stabilize the seal on Qin Dong.

Lin Ziran instructed, "Son, you and Qinghuan can stay here for today."

"OK Mom." Feng Cheng took Mu Qinghuan into his arms and carried him to his room.

"Sis, is Cheng really going to enter the Feng's?" Lin Wanyu did not believe him and was nervous. She actually wanted Feng Cheng to enter the Feng's, but how could it be so easy to talk to an old thing like Qin Dong?

"Come to my room and talk." Lin Ziran purposely avoided Chu Huaiyu.

Maybe it was because she was in a strange environment, causing Mu Qinghuan to sleep unstably. When she woke up, she found that Feng Cheng was standing in front of the window with a cigarette in her hand.

Feng Cheng rarely smoked. He was probably thinking about something and lit up his cigarette.

Mu Qinghuan hugged him from behind, "Can't sleep?"

Feng Cheng lowered his head and looked at her pure white hands that were wrapped around his waist.

"Rest early." Mu Qinghuan was sleepy, she yawned and was about to continue sleeping, but suddenly, Feng Cheng grabbed her wrist tightly!

"Qing Er, if you stand on my side, then I'll win."