She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Feng Leng Li raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Why, do you feel guilty? You wouldn't take advantage of your sister-in-law's absence to bring your mistress back to the castle to hang out, right?"

Smida glared at him and scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, do you know it will kill me?"

The cold wind was just a joke.

Looking at the whole of Athens, who doesn’t know that the richest man, Smita, is famously afraid of his henpecks?

In fact, being henpecked is also a kind of happiness, an enviable happiness.

He also longs to be controlled by a woman, but he will never be able to do so in his lifetime.

That woman must hate him now.

If we continue to entangle like this, it is bound to be a lose-lose outcome for both sides.

If he didn't want to force her to death, he would have to...

His eyes inadvertently glanced towards the sofa area, and he was slightly startled when he saw a little boy of about five or six years old sitting there.

His first reaction was: If their child was still alive, he would be this old.

The second reaction was: Smida had an affair and had an illegitimate child.

He looked at his friend in surprise and asked, "Is this your son?"

Smida frowned.

Shouldn't his first reaction be that the little guy looks a lot like him?Why do you prefer illegitimate children?

"Don't talk nonsense. Which of your eyes can see that he looks like my son?"

If Zhou Gu hadn't told him to proceed step by step, he would have revealed the truth and shocked his whole family.

Feng Lenglie looked at the little guy again and saw that he had a small, expressionless face. He had the illusion of looking at a miniature version of himself.

But as soon as the idea came up, he immediately put it away.

Some dreams cannot be dreamed because once they are shattered, you will be the one seriously injured in the end.

"It certainly doesn't look like you, then who is he?"

Smita lowered his head slightly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

It seems he overestimated this guy's observation skills.

The little guy looks so much like him, don't you notice it at all?

"He is the son of my cousin. My cousin and his wife are going to Dubai to discuss business, and they will leave the child with me for foster care for a while."

After saying that, he waved to the little guy and motioned for him to come over.

Maybe the old guy could see it more clearly if he was closer.

Yangyang slid down from the sofa and walked towards the two of them with puffed cheeks.

The scumbag dad didn't recognize him, so he'll take a note of it and pay it back later when he finds an opportunity.

"Cousin, my dad often taught me that people who are blind usually lose many, many important things."

The corners of Smida's mouth couldn't help but raise, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to burst into laughter.

This little thing is really becoming more and more appealing to him.

He could imagine what kind of fierce father-son battle would be staged in the Feng Family Castle in the near future.

"Well, your father taught you well. A blind person will indeed miss a lot of things."

Feng Leng, who was standing aside, looked at the two interacting people with narrowed eyes.

He always felt that they were insinuations and scolding him in disguise, but he had no evidence.

It's impossible to target a little kid, right?Maybe he was overthinking it.

Smida coughed twice, covered the smile in her eyes, and said to the little guy:

"This is Mr. Feng Lenglie, the Prime Minister. He is about to become the leader of the country. He must not be rude."

The little guy curled his lips and muttered: "He has taken away the power of Her Majesty the Queen. To put it harshly, he is a rebellious minister and traitor. Do we still need to treat him with courtesy?"

"..."

Shimida's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked at the traitor. When he saw his face darkened, he was so frightened that he began to sweat violently on his forehead.

This little thing really dares to say anything.

"Well, your sudden visit must have something important to discuss. Let's go to the study to discuss it in detail. Don't worry about such a little thing."

After saying that, he tilted his head and ordered the butler, "Take Master Biao down to rest first. Watch him closely and don't let him run around."

The little guy snorted coldly.