He expressed similar meanings in a plain tone that "the son is not the fault of the godfather" and his expression could not be ridiculed.

"Xiao Lin, my mom is begging you, can you stop talking to your dad like this? He is your dad."

Seeing that her husband looked wrong, Ruan Yu quickly softened her tone and looked at her youngest son almost begging. Unfortunately, Jun Lin never even looked at her.

"Unfilial son! You shouldn't have been born at the beginning!"

Junhao threw the teacup at his son directly. Junlin did not hide, and let the hot tea spill on his body. Another cup fell to the ground and smashed it.

He was indifferent, his eyes fell on the slags all over the ground, and the corners of his mouth were still rising, and his sarcastic expression was unconcealed.

Feng Shu was too lazy to call someone, so he walked directly to Feng Yun's room. When he was about to pass Junlin, he was stopped by Junhao.

"You are Feng Shu? You are still a child, and you don't have to tie your family together with Junlin all your life. This marriage was made privately by both of you, and my mother and I don't agree, so I don't count. If you want, just ask us what you want, take the benefits you deserve and leave Jun's family. We will raise our children well and grow up, which is better than following you, a helpless mother."

Feng Shu and Junlin looked at each other and asked him expressionlessly, "Are you a minor?"

"Of course not, otherwise how did we get married? Some people are confused and they are inevitably self-righteous. You will just go in and out of the left ear and the right ear."

"Well. If you want to divorce, tell me that you can divorce at any time."

Feng Shu was too lazy to deal with Jun Hao who was furious. He put on his own attitude in a cold tone, and then entered Feng Yun's room in a cool voice. Once the door was closed, he would not participate in the confrontation between the father and son.

"Xiao Lin, can you stop like this? He is your father, so he should respect it, ah?"

The son was not grateful, so Ruan Yu had to turn his head to look at her husband and try to transfer the partner.

"Brother Hao, our Xiaolin already has the child Shengzhe, and when we get old, there will be no one to take care of us. Don't worry. On the contrary, our Xiaorui and Xiaoyuan are not married and have no children. We need to supervise them more, so don't waste time on Xiaolin. Xiaoyuan is rare to meet, and Xiaorui is here today. Let's talk to him, okay?"

Junhao was obviously angry with his youngest son again today, but the newly appointed so-called daughter-in-law was not a well-behaved and obedient person who made him like him. He didn't want to make his wife embarrassed, so he left with a cold face.

Ruan Yu reminded his son to have a good meal and get along well with the children, and then quickly followed. After a while, only Junlin and a piece of shit were left in the living room.

After a long time, Cheng Lie took his men down from the third floor. Seeing that the slag was as deep as water, he quickly started to clean up.

"Xuanzi was going to come too, but Uncle Luo was injured. Boss, you know that even if Uncle Luo lost a fingernail, Xuanzi would be nervous for a long time. We were anxious and came straight."

"Boss, where is the little nephew hiding? Why can't you see anyone yet?"

"What's the hurry? You're talking too much."

"Are you not in a hurry?"

Seeing that Zhang Zhan and Xu Lang were about to argue again, Jun Lin raised his eyes lazily and whispered to Feng Yun's room, "I fell asleep in his uncle's room. If I woke him up before I could sleep enough, I would be able to flood the sky with tears."

"So exaggerated? Could it be that you were a crybaby when you were a kid?"

As soon as Xu Lang finished speaking, he saw Jun Lin narrowing his eyes slightly, and immediately shrank behind Cheng Lie, turning into a coward and begging for mercy, "Boss, I was wrong."

Junlin obviously had no intention of talking about anything else or talking about it.

Zhang Zhan and the other two looked at me and I looked at you. They sat there for half an hour before finally opening Feng Yun's door.

What lived up to everyone's expectations was that Feng Yun came out with Feng Shu, who was holding Feng Shengzhe.

Xu Lang immediately rushed to the front and asked for a head-touching kill. Feng Shu held the child without blinking and walked straight to Junlin, stuffed his son into his arms.

"dad."

The father and son have been together almost day and night this month. Although Feng Shengzhe still has a lot of fear or dislike for his father, his familiarity has increased greatly. He was thrown away by his mother so casually, and did not cry or make a fuss. He subconsciously hugged his father's neck, shouted quite naturally, and then kissed him on the cheek with a "bar" sound.

Junlin then seemed to have come back to life, rubbed his son's messy hair thoroughly, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"Enough."

The same question has been asked many times, and Feng Shengzhe also understood what it means, so he answered it very quickly. He also clapped his palms with his fleshy little hands while smiling to show that he was very comforted.

"Little nephew, I am your Uncle Xu Lang. The waves of the waves are grey, the waves of the big waves, the waves that you want to waves, remember."

Xu Lang's self-introduction successfully attracted the little guy's attention for two seconds. Unfortunately, Feng Shengzhe soon became less interested in him, and even the favor between Cheng Lie and Zhang Zhan was thrown to the back of his head, and he firmly stretched out his little fat claws to Feng Shu to hug him.

Feng Shu was too lazy to walk over, just looking at him and letting him stay in his father's arms. Jun Lin had no intention of sending him over. After a while, Feng Shengzhe understood that his parents wanted to maintain the status quo, and he flattered his mouth unhappily.

"What? You want to transform into a little girl again? That's not possible. Do you want to experience how the Warriors are refined immediately now?"

Feng Shengzhe knew what the little girl and the warrior meant. Now he knew it clearly, so he immediately shook his head. Although his expression was a little aggrieved, he seemed to be patient and not crying, but he did not frown his mouth any longer.

Feng Shu found with interest that he probably didn't want outsiders to discover his expression. Feng Shengzhe buried his head on his father's chest after a while, not letting people look at his face. He was obviously a little shy and understood that the situation was completely different when there were outsiders and no outsiders.

"Shengzhe, how about you hugging Uncle? Uncle Lang brought a lot of fun and delicious food, and I can give it to you all."

"Well, Uncle Lang gave many gifts, but the quality may not be up to standard. I don't know which corner his gift was taken out. Just look at it. You must not play. Uncle Zhan and Uncle Lie have carefully prepared many fun, beautiful and practical gifts for Shengzhe and Feng Yun. You nephew and uncle can choose what you want to play."

"I hope you two will like it. If you don't choose well enough, Uncle Lie will pick more and better ones for you next time."

Under the leadership of Xu Lang, Cheng Lie and Zhang Zhan also started to speak in a different voice. In order to coax the child, he kept oh and oh endlessly.
Chapter completed!