Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

"I heard what you said." Feng Tingyu sat up straight, his tall body tilted forward slightly, and subconsciously approached Feng Yuhao. He wasn't angry that the little guy still dropped his newspaper. The look on his face is still gentle and elegant, kind eyebrow and good father. "Sooner or later, your mommy will have to pass your grandmother's test. If we rush in now, we will not help her, but hurt her."

Maybe he realized that he focused on reading the newspaper and didn't consider his son's feelings, so he began to talk to him one-on-one and seriously.

"Anyway, I don't close it. If Mommy wants to go, I'll go with her." Feng Yuhao said and gestured. "I've fallen in love with her. She's my mother. That kind of love can't be expressed in words."

"..." Feng Ting was speechless and secretly feigned in the center.

Did this guy say his love so easily? He raised him for six years. How come he never said "love" to him? It's for nothing.

"Forget it, I can't understand with a man like you who doesn't understand love. I have to save my lover in hot water." Feng Yuhao waved to Feng Tingyu carelessly and prepared to go upstairs to the study.

"You wait for me." Feng Tingyu calculated the time. Qiao Xiaoxi and his mother had entered the study for almost an hour. Even torture should be enough. "I'll go upstairs with you."

Feng Tingyu and Feng Yuhao went upstairs and opened Fang Rou's study door. The scene inside felt like they had gone to the wrong room.

"Is this makeup too strong? I'm so old. It's not suitable at all."

"No, aunt, you are so young, you should use this light elegant makeup. It's all my bad, which makes your eyes cry and swell. With this air cushion CC, you can't see that your eyes are red and swollen."

Fang Rou sat on the sofa in the study, while Qiao Xiaoxi squatted in front of her, holding cosmetics and so on, helping her make-up.

Qiao Xiaoxi was barefoot and had no lady image in front of Fang rou.

"What are they doing?" Feng Yuhao rubbed his eyes with his hand, as if he had an illusion in front of him.

This scene is not like what Fang Rou, who just looked serious and brought Qiao Xiaoxi into his study, should do.

"Mom."

Feng Tingyu's magnetic voice echoed in the study.

Qiao Xiaoxi, who was holding the air cushion, listened to Feng Tingyu's voice. Like a wrong child, he immediately turned around and stepped back behind Fang rou.

"You're coming." Fang Rou took Qiao Xiaoxi's hand and motioned her not to worry. She was there for everything.

"What are you doing?" Feng Tingyu walked into the study, which was different from what he imagined.

The women brought back by Feng Tingyu four years ago are generally in the same space as Fang rou. If they don't stay for ten minutes, they will automatically cry or leave the house injured.

Qiao Xiaoxi not only worked overtime with Fang Rou, but also for an hour, and they got along so harmoniously.

"Are my eyes still swollen?" Fang Rou patted her eyelids gently with her hand.

"Grandma, have you ever cried?"

"What a miserable experience. If we had known earlier who Yuhao baby's mother was, Xiaoxi wouldn't suffer so much." Fang Rou couldn't help wiping her tears when she recalled the experience Qiao Xiaoxi had just told her. "Poor boy, I blame Tingyu for being too irresponsible. Otherwise, how could your mother and son be separated for six years? But the only thing I'm glad to see is now. Tingyu will make up for you in the future."