Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

From her heart, Feng Yuhao is her own child. She is really surprised. Until now, there are still some people who have not calmed down. More importantly, her son's father's family background is still so strong. I really don't know how I got involved with this kind of man.

"Uncle Ma has prepared snacks. Yuhao, you and your father go to the living room first. Grandma has just learned a new set of calligraphy, so let your mommy accompany me to the study and grind it for me." Fang Rou turns and enters the living room.

Feng Yuhao wanted to stop it. He was worried that grandma would embarrass his mommy. But Feng Tingyu stopped him.

"That's a matter between women. We are men and can't get involved." Feng Tingyu took Feng Yuhao's small hand, went in the opposite direction with Qiao Xiaoxi and Fang Rou, and specially said a truth to Feng Yuhao.

Now Qiao Xiaoxi, Feng Tingyu only hopes that she can seek more blessings from herself.

His mother Fang Rou is not so easy to deal with.

Qiao Xiaoxi followed Fang Rou into the study upstairs.

The study is very large, with calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, as well as the most valuable collections and ornaments. Right in front is a desk about three meters large. On the left is a tea table and a sofa. On the right is a row of dark bookcases, which are neatly and orderly placed with books of various ages.

Fang Rou walked directly to the opposite desk. She took out a piece of white paper and put it on the wide desk. "Can you write?" she didn't look up, but asked Qiao Xiaoxi intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes... A little." Qiao Xiaoxi was still standing at the door, feeling a little overwhelmed because of his high tension.

"Then come and write to me." after finishing the paper, Fang Rou took the initiative to give her the writing position. Grind it yourself.

Qiao Xiaoxi walked over with high heels on his feet. Then he picked up the brush and stained the plate with ink. As soon as I picked up the pen, the ink on the tip of the brush accidentally dropped on the white paper.

In her panic, she subconsciously wiped the ink off the white paper with her hand, and then she not only couldn't wipe it clean, but made the white paper more dirty.

"Is that what you said? Fang Rou pursed her lips and frowned very tightly.

"I'm sorry." Qiao Xiaoxi is very sorry. When he meets this situation for the first time, he will inevitably be nervous and tremble.

She knew that Fang Rou called her to her study. She definitely didn't want to see if she could write with a brush, but wanted to give her a blow. And accused her of abandoning Feng Yuhao six years ago.

"Are you sorry for me? Or are you sorry for my Yuhao baby?" Fang Rou bypassed the desk, walked to the opposite sofa, sat down, looked at Qiao Xiaoxi proudly with a look of examination. "Even if Tingyu and Yuhao's little baby forgive you, do you think I will forgive a woman who left my baby grandson in the mountains and let him live and die?"

"..." Qiao Xiaoxi half understood Fang Rou's words, but half didn't. She has never lost a child. She doesn't know what happened six years ago.

"Why do you suddenly come back now? You know the status of Fengjia and want to use my baby grandson to get some benefits from Fengjia?" her words were somewhat contemptuous.

Fang Rou can be said to be common to women who want to benefit from the closure of the family, but as long as she is in the closure of the family one day, those women who covet the closure of the family's property will not succeed.

"..." she doesn't want to come back. To be exact, she has no idea of 'coming back' at all.