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The reporter who spoke just now also realized that he had said something wrong, covered his mouth with a blushing face, and looked at Feng Zhanjue in horror.

Soon she felt Feng Zhanjue's cold eyes. His gaze was really terrifying. The reporter lowered his head in horror, trying to shrink himself into the crowd, but everyone consciously stayed away from her.

Feng Zhanjue stared at her for a while, then warned everyone in a cold voice: "I don't want to hear such words again, my son and my wife are fine, I don't want anyone to disturb them, or else..."

Everyone trembled, not daring to look at him again.

But today everyone has been waiting here for so long, and it is impossible to go back easily.

"Just now I heard Mr. Feng said that he is his son. May I ask where your son's full moon wine is served? Will you invite reporters?" Someone asked a topic that everyone was more concerned about.

"we'll talk about it then."

Feng Zhanjue dealt with it casually, on the surface he dismissed these reporters, but his eyes looked around, trying to find something different from these people.

Soon he locked his eyes on one person, and he turned his head to wink at He Qing.

He Qing understood, he commanded the bodyguard calmly, and quickly caught the man.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Zhanjue walked towards the man, and everyone gave way out of the way.

He walked over and looked down at the captured man, and saw the man's expression was calm, as if he concluded that Feng Zhanjue would not dare to do anything to him.

Feng Zhanjue stepped forward and lifted the man's skirt, like a murderer being robbed, and stared at him fiercely: "I said, don't be curious about my wife or children."

"Now it's a society ruled by law, why, do you still want to be rough on me?" The man raised his neck arrogantly, his eyes full of contempt.

It seemed that he really didn't take himself seriously, Feng Zhanjue raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and said to He Qing: "Take this man down, since he wants to talk to me about the law, then let's talk about it. "

He Qing immediately called two bodyguards to take him away. It was obvious that his popularity was enough to scare the chickens and monkeys, and the others did not dare to be so presumptuous.

These reporters usually speak sharp words and never save face when they speak, but in front of Feng Zhanjue, they are like mice who have met a cat, they are extremely obedient.

The main reason is that Feng Zhanjue's tactics are decisive. No matter which media it is, he dare not offend him easily. After all, he only needs to move his fingers if he wants to bring down a media.

Seeing that everyone else was honest, Feng Zhanjue looked away satisfied, turned and walked into the car.

Back at the old house, when Xu Guoguo heard that he was back, she immediately ran towards him, pulled him around, and let him go after making sure he was fine.

"So worried about your husband, don't you believe in your husband's ability?" Feng Zhanjue teased while pinching her chin.

Xu Guoguo pushed the person away in disdain, and said dissatisfied: "It's not because of you, just now the media is broadcasting live, and I saw someone playing the rhythm, are you okay?"

Hearing that she said she was worried about herself, Feng Zhanjue smiled softly and rubbed her hair, "Don't worry, the public relations will take care of it."

Knowing that he would not joke about such things, Xu Guoguo felt relieved and took him to see the baby.

I went upstairs to the baby room, and saw the old man sitting on the ground smilingly looking at the sleeping baby. Feng Zhanjue was a little displeased, because the baby was still sleeping, so he whispered: "Grandpa, don't be in contact with the baby for too long. Babies need rest too."

Sensing that Feng Zhanjue was dissatisfied, the old man snorted, but got up obediently and left the baby.

He walked up to the two of them, stretched his neck and looked at the baby, his eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled.

"If only you were so good when you were young, I don't need to worry so much." The old man sighed, unconsciously revealing his dislike for Feng Zhanjue.

Hearing him talk about Feng Zhanjue's childhood, Xu Guoguo looked at the old man curiously, and asked, "Was Azhan very noisy when he was young?"

"That's not true." The old man replied immediately, gave Feng Zhanjue a supercilious look, and continued: "At that time, I had to be with him, or he wouldn't sleep, and the crying was loud, and it might be a torment."

"Grandpa." Feng Zhanjue's face darkened, and he hurriedly stopped the old man from continuing.

Seeing that he wanted to save face, the old man snorted again, and he continued to look at the baby, muttering softly: "The baby is still good, I don't want his bastard father, who was like a bully when he was young."

Hearing the old man's cute description, Xu Guoguo couldn't help laughing.

Feng Zhanjue squeezed Xu Guoguo's hand secretly, with danger in his eyes, Xu Guoguo quickly covered his mouth and said that he would not say any more.

Fortunately, the old man didn't want to mention the old things before Feng Zhanjue. There was silence in the baby room, but there was warmth everywhere.

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In the evening, Xu Guoguo, who had just sent away Xu's father and Xu's mother, was about to go back to rest when she suddenly received a call from Xing Xiaofei. She was outside at the moment, but the new bodyguards didn't seem to recognize her and wouldn't let her in.

Xu Guoguo had no choice but to let the servant go out to pick it up, but she looked at Feng Zhanjue suspiciously, and asked, "Didn't Xiaofei come to our place before? Didn't you show Xiaofei's information to those bodyguards?"

"They may have forgotten." Feng Zhanjue put down the document, looked up and smiled softly at her.

Although Xu Guoguo was not too satisfied with this explanation, she didn't care about it, and leaned on the sofa in a daze.

Soon Xing Xiaofei came in. She was planning to complain to Xu Guoguo, but after seeing Feng Zhanjue, she immediately dismissed the idea.

"Xiaofei, why do you have time to come over today?" Xu Guoguo beckoned her to sit next to him, and asked curiously.

Xing Xiaofei glanced at Feng Zhanjue, wondering whether to hand him the USB flash drive, Feng Zhanjue reached out, "Give me the things."

It turned out that Xu Guoguo was here to deliver something to Feng Zhanjue. Xu Guoguo was a little disappointed, but thinking that she hadn't looked after the child yet, Xu Guoguo couldn't help but drag him upstairs.

When Xing Xiaofei saw the child, she kept blinking, not daring to approach the child.

"I..." She raised her hand a few times, and when she was about to touch the baby's face, she carefully retracted her hand, looked at Xu Guoguo aggrieved, and said in a crying voice: "I really want to touch him, but I can't do it." Go away, I'm afraid of poking the baby's face."

"Then don't move." Xu Guoguo rolled her eyes at her, and couldn't help poking the baby's pale and tender cheek.

Seeing that he didn't move, Xing Xiaofei said in surprise: "He's so obedient, he doesn't even move when he knows you're touching him."

"That's right, this is my son." Xu Guoguo raised his eyebrows proudly and said.

She ignored Xing Xiaofei's eyes and continued to play with her son, and suddenly remembered what the old man said, and couldn't help laughing again.

Seeing her smiling like an idiot, Xing Xiaofei's eyes became more gentle, and all the unhappiness caused by the bodyguard just now disappeared.

Xing Xiaofei looked at Xu Guoguo for a long time, then sighed again, and said in a deep voice: "Guoguo, I hope you can always be this happy