He is more charming than Midsummer

Wright Hotel.

As soon as Nan Xia came back, she saw an extended Rolls Royce parked in front of her. The gorgeous body was very eye-catching, and there were bodyguards standing on both sides.

There are still people talking around: "Mr. Feng lived here recently?"

"I heard that he is here to handle a project."

The car door was opened, and a tall and tall man walked out from inside. Just in time, someone pushed Nan Xia from behind, and she stopped Feng Jingxuan.

The bodyguard on the side rushed over immediately: "Quickly make way."

Nan Xia quickly wanted to hide aside, but she saw Feng Jingxuan's eyes fell on her face, his eyes were heavy and oppressive.

Just when Nan Xia thought Feng Jingxuan recognized her, he left without looking sideways.

Back in the room, Nan Xia quickly cooked the meal.

"Yuyu, Yinyin, it's time to eat."

"Okay." Nan Qianyu responded and walked out of the room.

Nan Qianyin muttered, "Mummy, I'll sleep for a while."

Nan Xia shook her head helplessly. She left food for Yinbao alone. After eating with her son and washing the dishes, Yinbao slowly got up.

Her milky voice was full of surprise: "Brother, why did you sleep on my bed?"

Nan Qianyu, who was helping Mommy wash the dishes in the kitchen: "?"

A few minutes later, the three of them saw the baby sleeping soundly on the bed lost in thought.

On the big pink bed, a little boy who looked like four or five years old was lying sideways, his cheeks were rounded, and he was holding a white pillow in his arms. Looking at him like that, he didn't know how long he had slept. .

That small face looked seven or eight points similar to Nan Qianyu.

Yinbao glanced at Yubao, then at the baby on the bed, and finally poked the baby's face curiously.

The little baby on the bed opened his eyes with a flutter of eyelashes. He stretched out the back of his hand, rubbed his eyes, and sat up.

Face to face, he looks more like Yu Bao, but his expression is colder, his complexion is fairer, and his figure looks thinner than Nan Qianyu.

The little boy was also looking at Yu Bao, he looked quite calm, but he was still a five-year-old doll after all, his tight lips showed his panic.

"Who are you? Why are you in my room?" the little boy pretended to be calm.

Yinbao blinked her eyes, and said in a milky voice, "This is obviously my room."

Feng Yechen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked around the room, showing doubts.

The presidential suite at the Wright Hotel is similarly furnished. After getting rid of the bodyguards today, he got into the room alone to sleep.

For the first time in so many years, he slept so soundly.

"Dabao?"

Nan Xia yelled in a trembling voice, and hugged the little boy in her arms. He was lighter than Yu Bao, and was easily held in the arms.

Doubt flashed across Feng Dabao's eyes, he struggled for a while, and felt that the woman's aura was not annoying, so he let her pinch him back and forth.

Boo sound.

Nan Xia kissed him hard on the face.

Feng Dabao opened his eyes wide, and covered his face with his small hands. His face showed disbelief, but seeing the woman's red eyes, he fell silent again.

"Mommy finally found you." Nan Xia wiped her eyes.

Mommy?

Feng Dabao heard about his mother from Song Yushang. She said that her mother was a vain woman who gave birth to herself because of the Feng family's property, and later died of dystocia.

"Are you my mommy?"

Hotel Lobby.

Rows of bodyguards were waiting in full force, and the atmosphere was extremely serious.

The young master is missing.

Feng Jingxuan's face was dark: "The hotel is sealed off, check it now!"

The hotel staff retrieved the surveillance, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Feng, we found it. The young master entered room a-315, and he hasn't come out until now."

a-315?

Isn't that the room next to him?

That room, he remembered, was not occupied.

inside the room.

Nan Xia was holding her lost and found son when she heard the doorbell ring.

She got up to open the door, and when she saw the man standing at the door, she looked a little astonished.

Feng Jingxuan lowered his head and looked down at the little woman in front of him. He was very tall, at 1.8 meters eight. He was wearing an expensive black suit with gold buttons. Half of a famous watch was exposed under the cuffs, revealing a low-key luxury.

The chiseled facial features showed a bit of abstinence under the illumination of the lights.

He frowned, his body was amazing: "My son is in your room."

Just as Nan Xia was about to speak, Feng Dabao was already standing behind her.

"Daddy."

Seeing that his son was unharmed, Feng Jingxuan's expression softened a little, he hugged his son, Feng Dabao hugged his neck trustingly, leaned his head on his shoulder, and kept his eyes fixed on Nan Xia.

"Daddy, is she my mommy?" Feng Dabao suddenly pointed to Nan Xia and asked.

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Only then did Feng Jingxuan look at Nan Xia seriously, this was the third time he had seen this woman today.

This woman was very similar to Feng Dabao's dead mother, and she deliberately lived next door to him.

If it is a coincidence, it is absolutely impossible.

There are simply too many women who want to approach him.

"Your mommy passed away a long time ago." Feng Jingxuan said to his son, and he summoned bodyguards to let them send his son to the room.

Then he said to Nan Xia with a cold face: "Put away all your tricks, and stay away from my son."

His voice was deep and cold, full of magnetism, and he looked at Nan Xia from above at the moment.

Nan Xia frowned. She looked at the direction where Dabao left, and her mind cleared up a little.

She doesn't have the ability to take Dabao away yet, so she can only plan in the long run.

Feng Jingxuan gave Nan Xia a cold look, then turned and left.

After he left, Nan Xia hurriedly closed the door. She patted her chest and almost collapsed.

"Mommy, the uncle just now looks like us, was it also born by Mommy?" Yinbao poked a small head out of the room, blinking his eyes curiously.

Yu Bao shook his head, he asked: "Mommy, is that our daddy?"

Nan Xia froze for a moment, looked down at the two babies, and kissed them on the cheeks one by one.

"Your father is already dead."

Yinbao nodded, with a look of innocence on her face, completely trusting Mommy's words.

Yu Bao didn't believe it.

He went back to the room and turned on the computer, and manipulated it skillfully. After a while, he called up a photo from it.

The man was wearing a straight black suit, his face was cold and arrogant, his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Yu Bao's.

"who is he?"

Yu Bao said: "His name is Feng Jingxuan, he is the person in charge of the Feng Group, and he is probably our father."

Yinbao blinked her big eyes, her eyelashes were long, like a Barbie doll.

"Is he really our daddy?"