The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"For the time being, I can only object." the old man shook his head and complained again. "Anyway, I can't object if I want to object."

"Let's go and have dinner first. Are you hungry? Are my little great grandchildren very hungry?"

When Feng Heng thought about Feng Heng, he still deliberately used some force, just like fighting with Gu Beicheng.

It's no wonder that the old man found his little granddaughter at this age. In the blink of an eye, the little granddaughter had to marry again.

This guy is so good that he is even willing to think unconditionally for his granddaughter. He doesn't do more things to make Niannian happy. What if she runs away with him?

"Niannian, help Grandpa pinch his feet more in the future, and I'll stand up and walk," the old man said softly.

"Of course!" Feng Yinian said excitedly.

Grandpa said so, which is tantamount to agreeing to the operation.

When Grandpa's operation succeeds, everything will be perfect.

no And aunt Qiu, she and another mother in Beicheng, bring her back and let her live a good life.

"Think I can hold my great grandson soon. These legs must not be abandoned." the old man's voice sounded again.

"Alas, I don't expect any of your brothers. They are over age and don't get married. I don't know what to think. I don't want to learn from them."

The old man's words brought some regret. There was only Feng Yan at the scene. Of course, he was also regretting the grandson.

Feng Yinian pursed his lips and said, "what? Grandpa, this is making fun of me!"

"Of course not. Eighteen is old enough to get married. It's nineteen this year. It's a late marriage in our time." the old man shook his head.

"How were you like us at that time?" Feng Yinian's voice bit his lip and whispered.

Looking at the girl beside him pushing the old man forward, Gu Beicheng paused. Feng Yan, only two steps away, had come to him.

Feng Yan didn't speak and didn't see anyone who might be waiting for him.

He kept looking at the front. He was the only one who knew whether he was looking at the old man or reading.

"Thanks for today's business." Gu Beicheng picked his eyebrows and walked side by side with Feng Yan.

He knew very well that if Feng Yan hadn't given his last help, he would have done too many things in vain.

"You should thank me more than this time." Feng Yan responded faintly.

"Of course, but I don't think we need to say such words." Gu Beicheng also looked at the back of the girl in front of him.

"Then why? It's better to do something practical." Feng Yan moved his lips slightly.

The voices of both men were not heavy, probably just as they could hear.

Even the mouth movements are not big. Even if others understand oral English, they may not be able to see anything.

"Say it, I will finish whatever I can." Gu Beicheng's voice sounded.

"Be nice to her! As long as it's a little bad, I'll bring her back so that you can never see her." Feng Yan said in a deep voice.

"You won't have such a chance." Gu Beicheng's words also sank.

This is not his dissatisfaction with Feng Yan, but because this is his commitment to him, to his thoughts, and even to himself.

"I hope so!" Feng Yan said coldly.

"Before that thing is finished, my thoughts are at home. If you want to see her, just come in by yourself."

Another word, Feng Yan accelerated his pace.