Young Master Feng's Hidden Marriage and Ugly Wife

Feng Tingyuan lowered his head, staring at the little face in front of him that looked a little pale due to excessive nervousness.

In fact, from the time he saw that Hong Juan, he had already seen that she was a fake proprietress.

Of the ten sentences she said, eight of them were flawed.

It wasn't until later that he opened the registration book again and recognized Luo Yunchu's handwriting.

The reason why he didn't expose it on the spot was to lure the snake out of the hole.

He walked away as if nothing had happened to make Luo Yunchu lower his guard.

Sure enough, she was fooled!

Looking at this small face, he was still full of anger in his heart.

He sent her so many text messages and made so many phone calls these days, but she actually didn't answer any of them, nor did she reply to a single text message.

"Heh, look at this little mouth, and it's so pitiful. You abducted my son, and you begged me not to take him home? Luo Yunchu, do you know what your behavior is?"

"What does Mr. Feng think?"

"Kidnapping!!! You kidnapped my son!!!"

He was full of arrogance, and his black eyes were full of anger.

A sentence was repeated three times in his mouth.

Luo Yunchu also sneered, "Kidnapping means abuse! I didn't abuse the child, I raised him well!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, hand over my son, I'm going to take him home now!"

Feng Tingyuan said.

Luo Yunchu was silent.

Fortunately, when he came back just now, Feng Zizhe wanted to play with Lu Zixi.

Lu Yebai said that he would send the two brothers back later.

Therefore, Feng Zizhe was not in the inn at this time.

Seeing that Luo Yunchu was silent, Feng Tingyuan opened the door of the inn's bedrooms and searched one by one.

In the end, Feng Zizhe was not found.

"Where's the son?"

He stood in front of her, looking down at her.

There was ruthlessness in the sharp black eyes.

Luo Yunchu looked at him for a long time, then she turned and looked elsewhere, "I don't know!"

She walked to the tea table, poured herself a cup of tea, sat down and drank it slowly.

He sneered, and sat opposite her, "Don't tell me?"

Luo Yunchu continued to make and drink tea.

She wasted time with Feng Tingyuan.

At a time like this, she would never reveal Lu Zizhe's whereabouts.

"Mr. Feng, you really don't need to force me like this! I made this choice for Zizhe's own good! He will not be happy with you, nor will he grow up healthily, so why are you doing this? !"

This man has a strong aura and a thoughtful mind. If she wants to deal with him, she needs wisdom and courage.

And he silently said to Lu Yebai not to bring the children back at this point in time.

Feng Tingyuan sneered, took the freshly brewed tea in front of her, and drank it himself.

"My son, whether he is happy or not, he must follow me!"

"It seems that we can't agree?"

"Give me your son first, and we'll talk later! If you don't hand over your son, what else can we talk about?"

"However, if you take your son away after handing him over to you, how can we talk about it?"

Luo Yunchu was very sober at this time, she was not that stupid, she knew very well that once her son showed up, Feng Tingyuan would take Feng Zizhe away at all costs.

At that time, she will have no leverage at all to negotiate.

"It seems that there is no trust between us at all?"

Feng Tingyuan sat up straight, with a relaxed expression on his face.

It looked like he was bound to win.

"trust?"

Luo Yunchu smiled bitterly, she had actually trusted him back then.

It's just that he never believed her.

And now, she no longer trusts him.

He is already Lan Xingyue's husband.

"Mr. Feng, I don't want to talk about it!"

She stopped talking.

Feng Tingyuan wasn't in a hurry anymore, he calmed down, drank two cups of tea, and started walking up and down the room.

He looked at the oil paintings on the wall, which should have been painted by her and her son together. The pictures are full of innocence and childishness, and the colors are very bold.

In the blue sky, there is a beautiful big fish swimming by, a child holding a balloon and floating into the sky to touch the stars, and a Beetle bus on the street.

One by one, it's interesting to watch.

There are also green radishes and succulents in the corner, and asparagus on the table...

There are also handmade red lanterns strung at the door.

The dog squatted beside the fish pond in a daze.

This is where she lives with her son, and everything looks full of life.

It seems that without him, they also live very well, very warm.

Without the chicken and dog jumping he imagined,

Without the chicken feathers he imagined,

Not as poor as he expected.

There are traces of happiness here.

The happier she was, the more unhappy he felt.

How could she live so happily without him?

And he...

On the contrary, during the period of her disappearance, her heart was empty, and she always felt that something was missing.

Food and clothing are tasteless.

In the business field, no matter how much money you make, it seems that you can't find excitement and happiness.

It was as if, from the day she left, his sky had turned cloudy, and it had never been clear again.

Until then, he found her again.

When he stood in front of her again, he knew this little face, the stubborn and unyielding eyes.

Du Ning is satisfied.

He turned east and west in the yard, and after a while, two customers happened to come to the shop.

He rejected them outright,

"From now on, this inn is closed!"

"Ah? Why?"

"The proprietress is happy! Closed!"

Feng Tingyuan drove all the guests away.

Luo Yun came out out of anger, "Feng Tingyuan, why did you want to cut off my fortune!"

"Are you still in the mood for business?"

"Of course, why not?"

Feng Tingyuan gave her a teasing look, "Hand over your son, and I'll let you resume business. Otherwise, don't even think about opening this inn."

"You're playing a hooligan, aren't you?"

"Correct!"

He simply admitted it. Anyway, he has a thick skin, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Luo Yunchu had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, let's go out of business!"

Luo Yunchu simply hung the closing sign at the door, so that the guests who came in would not see the joke.

Afterwards, she sat on the swing in the courtyard reading a book and ignored him.

Time ticks by.

At first Feng Tingyuan was very calm, looking around in the inn.

For a while, she was criticized for not being good at aesthetics, and the overall design of the courtyard was too poor.

She also said that her investment vision is not good, and the location of the inn is too remote, not in the mainstream location.

After a while, she said that she did not do enough hygiene, there were fallen leaves everywhere on the ground, and the fish pond was covered with moss.

Then he said that the door of this inn is not in the right place, and the feng shui is not good...

Luo Yunchu still pretended to be deaf and dumb at first, but finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Feng Tingyuan, this is my business and has nothing to do with you. If you can't stand it, then go!"

"Give me your son and go!"

"Don't think about it!"

The two confront each other again.

"Luo Yunchu, don't challenge my patience! You know, I can call the police and sue you for kidnapping my son! Guess how many years you will be sentenced?"

Luo Yunchu raised his chin and looked at him, "Then Mr. Feng, try and arrest me. When your son grows up, see if he will hate you for the rest of his life!"

Feng Tingyuan's expression turned grim upon hearing this.

Indeed, if he really sent Luo Yunchu to jail, Feng Zizhe would definitely hate him for the rest of his life.

He really didn't take her.

The two were arguing when there was a knock on the door.

Luo Yunchu became visibly nervous, did his son come back?