Rebirth: I escort the male god

Feng Yang is his three-year-old son. After learning from Feng Ming's experience, he did several paternity tests from the very beginning. Only after confirming that it was undoubtedly his son did he spoil and pamper him.

Ji Zhong seemed to have heard a joke, "How could Mr. Feng think I'm a good person? Let me ask you one last question, are you going to hand over that person's position or not?!"

Feng Ding was extremely conflicted. If he handed it over, he would offend that person, and he and Ding Sheng would definitely not be able to survive in S City. However, he also could not afford the consequences of offending Ji Zhong.

But Ji Zhong didn't have that much patience. After he slowly figured things out, he took out a small badge and played with it.

Feng Ding's gaze suddenly froze. That was... the nameplate of Xiaoyang Kindergarten. He saw Zhang Xiaoli sew it there with his own eyes a few days ago.

After a long silence, Feng Ding suddenly sat down on the ground in dejection and gave Ji Zhong an address.

Ji Zhong got what he wanted and left with his people. Only Feng Liu and him were left in the office.

"Mr. Feng, please get up first. Don't be afraid. I'll go to the kindergarten now to see if Xiaoyang is there..."

"No need," Feng Ding interrupted, "You know Ji Zhong. Although he is crazy, he is trustworthy. He said he would not harm Xiao Yang, and he would not. It's just that now... we may not be able to protect ourselves."

Having offended that man, he can no longer survive in S City, but he can't leave either. Having been a lackey for so many years, how can he live a clean life?

"Mr. Feng, don't worry. When the time comes and that person accuses me, I will say that I leaked it and it has nothing to do with you. You are still the high and mighty Mr. Feng of Dingsheng." Feng Liu gritted his teeth and suggested.

Feng Ding shook his head. "Feng Liu, it's useless. Just go. You should have several million in your account over the years. Take that money and leave. Find a good man to start a family. At least you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. If you really want to, please help me take care of Xiaoyang. After I fall, I guess Zhang Xiaoli will not treat him well."

Listening to Feng Ding's words that sounded like he was telling his last wishes, Feng Liu shook his head desperately, "No, Mr. Feng, you gave me my life, I won't leave."

At the beginning, Feng Liu was still a little homeless man who almost starved to death on the street due to lack of food and water. It was Feng Ding who was soft-hearted and took him home, gave him a name and an address, and let him go to school to learn knowledge.

Maybe in the eyes of others, Feng Ding is a profit-seeking person, but in Feng Liu's eyes, Feng Ding is indeed a father-like person.

Feng Ding looked at the crying man helplessly, "Feng Liu, I'm not a good person. Leaving me is the right choice."

"I don't care! My life was given by Mr. Feng. It will never change in this life. I will always follow you."

Feng Ding stood up with the help of Feng Liu, walked unsteadily to the back of the desk, and tremblingly took out an old-fashioned phone. "Since you don't want to leave, then stay with me. Now, we should do something to protect ourselves."

Feng Liu looked at Feng Ding with some confusion, not knowing how the other party was going to save the situation. Feng Ding did not dial the number, but just pressed #1 on his phone, and the call was successfully dialed.

After a long time, the call finally seemed to be connected, and Feng Ding told the other end the truth about what happened to Ji Zhong just now. No one knew what the other end said, but Feng Ding just nodded and bowed.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Feng Ding finally couldn't stand anymore and fell into a chair. His palms and forehead were soaked with sweat. Feng Liu quickly took a tissue to wipe his sweat.

Feng Ding waved his hand away and looked at Feng Liu with a smile on his face, "Feng Liu, we can have some peace and quiet for a while."

Although he didn't know that the other party was obviously very angry, he didn't mean to blame him at all. He just asked him to find an opportunity to bring Huo Qiyan to him, no matter if he lived or died.

But there is only one thing, he survived and Dingsheng Group did not have to face a crisis.

Feng Liu was also sincerely happy, "That's great, Mr. Feng."

"Well, Feng Liu, go and do two things for me now. Remember, you must go in person and don't tell anyone."

"Yes, Mr. Feng, you say..."

After explaining everything, Feng Ding sat on the chair somewhat exhausted, staring at the ceiling in a daze, "Since he escaped, don't blame him for trying to find a way to survive. He has had enough of leaving his life to others."

At the same time, in an unnamed villa

A woman with a voluptuous figure angrily threw the phone in her hand to the ground, "Fuck! Feng Ding is a loser. He can't even deal with a little kid. If it weren't for me now..."

"Madam, the master is back..."

Before the woman could finish venting her anger, the maid beside her hurriedly reported.

Hearing the maid's words, the anger on the woman's face immediately turned into a gentle smile, and she walked slowly towards the door.

Before leaving, she glanced coldly at the maid and said, "Clean up the floor."

"Yes." The maid seemed to be used to it and cleaned up the debris on the ground in an orderly manner.

Another maid couldn't stand it and interrupted, "Sister Ruyin, why don't we expose this woman's hypocrisy? She is obviously a vicious woman, but she pretends to be well-behaved in front of the master, and takes it out on us when she is unhappy."

The maid named Ruyin just silently picked up the things on the ground without saying much.

She also wanted to file a complaint and expose the woman's true identity, but ever since the young lady disappeared, the master seemed like a different person and wouldn't listen to anyone, so it was futile to say anything.

Besides, she didn't want to be kicked out of the villa, and she was still waiting for her young lady to come home.

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On this day, because GW had a game held in the city and Huo Qiyan was extremely bored, he suddenly had an idea and took Feng Rucen to buy tickets to watch the game.

Because Huo Qiyan was craving for popcorn and cola, Feng Rucen saw that there were too many people at the other end, so he didn't let him follow. He squeezed in to queue himself and let Huo Qiyan wait for him in a place with fewer people.

"Woooooooo..."

But before Huo Qiyan stood there for long, he heard a girl crying behind him. Huo Qiyan turned around and saw a girl wearing a yellow coat and a cheering ribbon on her head crying.

Huo Qiyan took a few steps forward and squatted in front of the girl, "What's wrong with you?"

The crying sound paused, and the girl looked up at Huo Qiyan timidly. Seeing that he had no ill intentions, she spoke, "... I... my ticket is gone. I clearly put it in my pocket, but I couldn't find it after searching everywhere... Wuuuu... I saved up living expenses for several months just to see Mo Yan... Wuuuu... Now I have nothing..."

"Mo Yan? Mo Yan from GW?" Huo Qi Yan asked. At this time, Huo Qi Yan also noticed that this girl was wearing almost all Mo Yan's materials.

"Hic... Yeah, yes, do you like him too? Let me tell you, his skills are great, and he has wonderful performances in almost every game. I like him very much, but now... wuwuwu"

Seeing her crying again, Huo Qiyan sighed helplessly, "Okay, stop crying. I have two extra tickets. Can I give them to you?"

You must not cry. He is most afraid of girls crying. "Girls' tears are very valuable. You can't shed them casually, understand?"