Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

Mr. Feng was stunned when he saw them, especially when he saw Wen Qi still holding Yangyang in his arms. His old face immediately started to heat up, and he felt like he was leading a bad child.

He quickly stood up, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and all the notes disappeared. He said to his friends: "Let's play another day, and leave beforehand."

After coming out of the mahjong parlor, Wen Qi couldn't help laughing and said: "This is the first time I've seen this side of grandpa."

Mr. Feng snorted, "It was still a hobby when I was young. Later I took over the family's company and raised my children with great difficulty. After just a few years of leisure, I had to raise grandchildren and manage the company. When I retired, I I don’t have the energy to play anymore.”

"No wonder." Wen Qi said with a smile, "Even Feng Ce doesn't know about your hobby."

Mr. Feng was a little embarrassed, so he changed the subject and said, "Come on! Yangyang, give me a hug from my great grandfather!"

Just as Wen Qi was about to hand the child over, Yangyang stretched out his little hands and hugged Wen Qi's neck tightly, crying: "No!"

Mr. Feng was a little panicked and quickly retracted his hand, "Okay, okay, I won't hug you anymore, Yangyang, don't cry."

Wen Qi felt very strange, patted Yangyang's back gently, and asked patiently: "Don't Yangyang miss your great-grandpa? Why don't you let your great-grandpa hug you?"

Yangyang buried her face tightly, "No!"

Wen Qi was confused, "What not?"

Feng Ce's eyes flashed, and he explained: "For ghosts who enter the underworld, the breath of the soul will slowly be assimilated by the yin energy of the underworld. Yangyang is still young and sensitive to the breath of the soul, so he probably feels that the breath of his grandfather is unfamiliar. ”

Wen Qi suddenly realized, "What should we do?"

Feng Ce shook his head, "I can only get used to it slowly."

Mr. Feng was a little depressed, but he still smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm very happy to see Yang Yang again."

The group of people returned to the small building. It didn't look like much had changed, it just had a little more life.

Wen Qi and Feng Ce sat down on the sofa. Yangyang looked around, with curiosity and vigilance about unfamiliar spaces, like small animals.

Mr. Feng went to the street to buy some special fruits from the underworld and came back. He washed them and placed them in front of Yangyang.

Yangyang's little nose twitched, and the desire in his eyes was almost tangible - he wanted to eat!

Wen Qi looked amused, but she didn't say anything and just looked at Yangyang quietly.

Feng Ce wouldn't talk much. Yangyang wanted to do it himself, so of course he had to take this step himself.

Yangyang looked at Mr. Feng, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes. This man was very similar to his great-great-grandfather, but the taste was different, so was he actually his great-great-grandfather?

Mr. Feng smiled amiably, as if he was afraid of scaring the children, "You can take it if you want, no need to be polite to Grandpa."

Yangyang tilted his head in confusion, "Grandpa?"

Mr. Feng smiled even more happily, "Oh, good Yangyang."

Yangyang blinked, laughed, pointed at the fruit and said, "Yangyang, eat it!"

Mr. Feng nodded repeatedly, "Give it all to Yangyang!"

Yangyang jumped off the sofa, walked to the table and took a piece of fruit, curling his lips and smiling, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Oops!" Mr. Feng covered his heart, "What a baby!" If he hadn't been without a body, his eyes would have been red with emotion.

After Yangyang finished eating the fruit, he became obviously closer to Mr. Feng.

When the grandfather and grandson finally got close and it was time for Yangyang to leave, Mr. Feng was filled with reluctance, but he also knew that it would not be good for the child to be in the underworld for a long time.

Wen Qi couldn't bear to see it and advised: "Grandpa, we will come again in the future."

Back in the world of the underworld, Yangyang woke up the next day obviously lacking energy, and Zhang Zhenyan was secretly worried. The kid noticed it and explained: "This is the same as the first time I left the soul. Yangyang's symptoms are already very mild."

Sure enough, after only one day, Yangyang completely returned to normal.

Spring passed and autumn came, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of Yangyang's third birthday party. It was also the day when Yangyang officially accepted Wenqi as his teacher.

People from the Feng family and Zhang family were present, as well as everyone from the office and friends from the association.

Three-year-old Yangyang is already one meter tall, and his face has grown a lot. Although he still has baby fat, it is not difficult to see that he is handsome. Moreover, the child is very courageous when being pampered by his family. He can chat with anyone and has no idea what it means to recognize a child.

Today is the birthday party. Without paying attention, Yangyang ran to the door and became a welcome guest. His posture and expression were so decent that people couldn't help but laugh when they saw him.

"Welcome." Yangyang said in a sweet voice, "Good morning, uncle and aunt. Please register when you come in. The gifts will be placed on the turntable on the right side of the door. Please give the red envelope directly to me. Thank you!"

Everyone who came in couldn't help but want to say a few more words to Yangyang, then take a photo, and reluctantly left.

Yangyang looked thoughtfully at the guests entering. This was the same process when his mother was chasing stars. He also became a star? Hmm... He glanced at the gift and touched the increasingly thick red envelope in his pocket. It felt good to be a star.

The birthday banquet officially started. The birthday girl Yangyang sang first, then made a wish, cut the cake, and finally served tea and paid homage to the teacher.

Yangyang held a half cup of tea, knelt in front of Wen Qi, raised it high and said, "Master, please drink tea."

Wen Qi smiled and took the tea cup, "From now on you are my first disciple. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be my only disciple in this life. You must practice seriously in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

The treatment of nephews and apprentices at Wenqi's place is very different. The former is meant to be pampered, while the latter... must be as harsh as possible! If you want to be a heavenly master, how can you do it without enduring hardship?

Yangyang nodded ignorantly, "Master, I will be serious!"

Wen Qi nodded with satisfaction, "Get up."

Zhang Zhenyan, who was watching from the side, had a look of reluctance, but Feng Xiao couldn't help but gloated, "Finally someone can be ruthless enough to take care of this brat." Yangyang has been spoiled to the point of being lawless in the past few years, even daring to rummage through his desk. ! Definitely deserves a beating!

Zhang Zhenyan pinched his arm and said dissatisfied: "What are you talking about?" Although she was thinking so in her heart, she couldn't say it directly!

She really couldn't bear to discipline her children, she was too soft-hearted, and she couldn't bear it when Yangyang acted coquettishly. They often worry that Yangyang will be raised into a naughty child, but fortunately, with their elder brother and sister-in-law here, they can safely get rid of this "responsibility".

Before the birthday party was over, Feng Xiao came over with Zhang Zhenyan, "Sister-in-law, we are leaving first. The plane leaves for country A at two o'clock. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

Wen Qi was a little stunned, "So urgent?" She knew they were going on a trip, but Yangyang's birthday party wasn't over yet.

"Of course you have to go out early to play!" Feng Xiao pulled Zhang Zhenyan out, "I'll leave Yangyang to you. We'll be back in three months!"

Wen Qi laughed and shook her head, "When you come back, remember to bring me good news!"