Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

manly brother?

What is this all about?

Oh yes, I seem to remember.

Thanks to his youth, his memory is not bad, and he can remember things after so long.

"Yes, it's me!"

Now that the children recognized it, they hurriedly said to the person beside him:

"Uncle Xiao Si, this big brother knows porridge porridge."

Xiao Si waved at the two subordinates, Feng Ming was finally released.

"Brother, are you looking for porridge?"

Feng Ming shook his head:

"No, I'm looking for G...your father."

Um?

"Are you a fan of my dad?"

Children now know what fans mean. I went to kindergarten today, and I was given a good science by my classmates. In the past, children did not feel that their father was different, but it was a little bit more powerful. That's it.

Feng Ming thought for a while before answering this question:

"That's right, but it's not that kind of fan, it's...yes...the kind that I admire and admire very much."

The child crooked his neck:

"Brother, isn't this a fan?"

There is no difference at all!

sweat....

Feng Ming sighed:

"No, wrong, I know your father, and your father knows me too."

This explanation should be understandable, right?

Indeed, children are not stupid, of course they understand.

"You said my dad knew you?"

The child is not like three years old at this time, very old-fashioned and questioning.

Feng Ming focused his head:

"Yes, if you don't believe me, you can call and ask."

The little boy blinked, then raised his wrist and called his father with a password.

Only, the phone did not connect, turn off.

The suspicion in Xiao Si's eyes never dissipated, and he stretched out his hand to pull the child towards his arms:

"Little Master, Second Young Master should be on the plane by now." He explained.

Oh boy, dad is on the plane, no wonder the phone is turned off.

However, Feng Ming laughed, and squatted down, not at all afraid of the appearance of Xiao Si and the others.

"I'll give you a number, believe it or not, it will definitely work?"

The children were very surprised when they heard:

"Brother, you can't make phone calls on the plane!" But he didn't forget to popularize the knowledge about flying.

Feng Ming has already reported a series of numbers, which is very strange, only seven digits.

The general mobile phone number is a one-digit number, even if it is a landline, it is also an eight-digit number!

The children's memory is not bad, I remember it once, and I really gave it to the past.

Feng Ming's smile became even brighter, and his face was full of successful smiles.

But the child in front of him looked at him like he was looking at a fool.

This brother, obviously looks good-looking, why does he have a bad head?

Fortunately, just a little spit in my heart.

......

On the plane, the first-class cabin was all wrapped up by the crew, and the director and the main creative staff were all there.

It was supposed to take off at 4:50, but Shengsheng was delayed for half an hour before taking off. It was said that it was due to the weather, so we had to wait a little longer.

Then one by one, they should all chat, which was very lively.

Fu Jiyan was sitting with his assistant, resting with his eyes closed, when he felt the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.

Opening his eyes, there was a little doubt in his eyes.

If I remember correctly, before boarding the plane, was the plane turned off?

But since the call had come in and the plane had not yet taken off, he took out his mobile phone and connected.

"Hello~"

"dad!"

Um?

cub?

His face changed instantly: "Fu Zhizhou, how did you know this number?"

On the other side of the phone, the child was startled by his father's cold voice, and then replied in a low voice:

"Dad, there is a brother. He said his name was Feng Ming. He also said that he knew his father, and he also said that his father knew him too."

Feng Ming?

"Call him!"