I heard you don't know Mary Sue? [Transmigration Book]

"Didn't you say that that person doesn't look like me at all?" Feng Momo looked into Yang Jin's eyes sincerely, obviously wanting an answer.

Yang Jin: "...Young Master Mo, you have to trust me, I really don't think he looks like him!"

"Oh." Feng Mo pushed the table on the bed away, held the panda with one hand and moved back, until his thin back reached the head of the bed, and then he leaned on it relaxedly.He watched Yang Jin standing by the bed and clearing the table, and asked again: "Then, you said you wouldn't let him see me, why is he here?"

"This..." Yang Jin frowned with a headache, "I didn't have time to stop him. Don't worry, Feng Mo, you can rest first and sleep for a while. He must have gone the wrong way. I'll take him downstairs immediately. Do you need anything?" Just call inside or call me on my cell phone."

As Yang Jin said, she walked out with the plate, Feng Mo looked at the door, the boy who looked similar to him was still standing by the door, staring at him intently, the other party also had peach blossom eyes and fair skin, at first glance At first glance, there is really not much difference with him.

The two looked at each other, Feng Mo looked away with a dumb face, pulled away the quilt and wanted to lie down.He still doesn't have much strength in his body, his waist is also very sore, and the marks on his neck are too conspicuous, so he really has no desire to go out at all.

He just moved a bit, and a clear voice came from the door, "Who are you? What's your name?"

Feng Mo stopped lying down. He heard the sound and saw that Yang Jin, who was supposed to leave, was standing at the door frowning, with one hand stretched out in the direction of the room, and the boy beside him had obviously just broken free from his restraint. , had already walked to the center of the room, and was staring at himself indifferently.

"I'm Feng Mo." Feng Mo replied politely, then nodded to Yang Jin, speaking in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm going to sleep."

Yang Jin quickly walked a few steps to the boy, and said sternly: "Ye Lan, this is not the place you should be, come out with me, let Shao Mo rest."

"You came to me... isn't it because Feng always likes beautiful boys with double blacks?" The person named Ye Lan looked up at Yang Jin expressionlessly, "If that's the case, why can't I come in? Why can't I sleep on Feng Wulin's bed? Just because he climbed into Feng Wulin's bed one step earlier than me?"

"Shut up!" Yang Jin's face was ugly, he turned his head and glanced at Feng Mo's reaction, seeing that Feng Mo was playing with the doll in his arms with lowered eyes, he didn't seem to care about Ye Lan's words, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief , then turned his head and looked at Ye Lan seriously, "Come out with me immediately. Mo Shao is completely different from you, so stop being self-righteous. Since Ye Zhi can't handle your escape, then let the president handle it. Now, don't worry about it." Talk nonsense, follow me."

Ye Lan sneered, he looked at Feng Mo mockingly, pointed at Feng Mo's neck covered with hickey marks, "He's different from me, what's the difference? Just because he's prettier than me? What are those things on his neck? I don’t understand? I’m the same person, and I’m still classified as high or low?”

Yang Jin's expression has completely cooled down.He and Fu Yu have been fighting each other, and during these days, they almost really took care of Feng Mo as his own child.Although they couldn't get close to Feng Mo because of Feng Wulin's relationship, Feng Mo had already gained their unanimous approval.Today, Feng Mo's mood was not quite right, and he was more sensitive to MB's matter, he wished to send Ye Lan away quickly so that Feng Mo could not see him, but the other party came up to tell Feng Mo to listen...he didn't know what to do.

Yang Jin put away her usual polite smile, took out her mobile phone and dialed Ye Zhi's number, "That boy is in Mr. Feng's bedroom, let someone come and take him away immediately."

Ye Zhi's loud voice came out from the phone, and he seemed to be laughing, "I said Yang Jin, you, a big man, can't handle a little boy? It's too embarrassing."

"I'm sorry, I'm the housekeeper of Feng's house now. Since I promised the president back then that I wouldn't do anything again, I won't make an exception. Hurry up and bring someone over. Don't forget that Mo Shao is still in the room." Yang Jin looked at Ye Lan's eyes were almost cruel, he closed them, put away the inappropriate emotions in his eyes, and turned around so that Feng Mo would not be shocked by the change in him.

"Fuck, I forgot Momo! Okay, I'll go over right away, don't scare Momo!" Ye Zhi hung up the phone after saying a few words.

Yang Jin put away her mobile phone and said in a very low voice: "If I hadn't been rough for several years, I would have broken your neck just based on what you just said."

Because of the distance, Feng Mo couldn't hear his words at all. Seeing Yang Jin's expression, Ye Lan took two steps back in horror, but still insisted and said, "I'm so angry when I hit the mark? You subordinates should be a little bit Wink, don't wait until someone reminds you to realize that I should treat him equally."

"What is equal treatment?"

A weak voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and Yang Jin hurriedly turned around, only to see that Feng Mo had got off the bed and stood behind him, holding the panda and looking at Ye Lan seriously.

He spoke slowly and said: "I don't know... where you came from. But, I am different from you." Feng Mo's tone was very firm and extremely natural, "Feng Wulin likes me, you still... go home."

Yang Jin couldn't help smiling in an instant, Feng Mo's words were beyond his expectation, he thought that Feng Mo's feelings for the CEO were a bit evasive, and when he met a rival in love, he didn't have the motivation to confront him, he was so pure that he only knew how to play with his doll And Jigsaw, I didn't expect him to understand a little bit. Although the way of expression is a bit naive, he knows how to protect food anyway.

Ye Lan's face turned red and then pale, he was as expressionless as Feng Mo because the person who sent him told him that Feng Wulin liked such a clean boy, now he got angry but couldn't hold it, his face was With a bit of ferocity and shortness of breath, he completely lost the calm and indifferent look at the beginning.However, just as he opened his mouth to refute Feng Mo's words, he was restrained by someone twisting his hands from behind, and then he was dragged out of the room by his neck and went downstairs.

As the door was slowly closed in front of him, and Feng Mo's figure disappeared at the door, he reacted unwillingly and began to struggle, "Let me go! You have no right to deprive me of my freedom of movement!"

Yang Jin followed Ye Zhi and smiled coolly, "Before giving you your freedom, you have to leave here first."

After handing him over to the bodyguard, Ye Zhi waved his hand in disgust, "Hurry up and take him to Mrs. Wang and ask her to bring him home. Damn, he came here by himself, and if I rob him, I'll turn my face off."

"Didn't the security guard notice when Mrs. Wang brought him in?" Yang Jin handed the plate to the maid, and told her to pay attention to the movement of Feng Mo upstairs, and then sat down on the sofa.

"The security guard saw it. The problem is that Mrs. Wang is an old man in Feng Zhai. She wants to bring relatives and children in. What can the security guard say? The little boy is not dangerous, but he looks too similar to Momo, so the security guard If you were worried, you informed me." Ye Zhi curled his lips, sat down on the sofa as well, glanced at Yang Jin, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you today? You're so angry. It's been three years of self-cultivation and you're still like this. Fu If you know about it, you have to get angry again."

"Mr. Mo was slandered by Ye Lan, can I not be angry? You don't know his temper. If he doesn't say anything after thinking too much, will it be good for his health? I feel something is wrong when I see him today, and I don't know what it is. For a while, I couldn't accept what the president did or because I misunderstood about MB."

Yang Jin rubbed the center of her brows, "However, just looking at Feng Mo like this doesn't mean he doesn't know the world at all. In his heart, the president is still the most important thing. It's just that it's not sure whether it's love or not. I'm still surprised to be able to speak up like this." Yes. I thought he would be like that all his life. Although he knows how to worry less, it doesn’t do much good for his illness.”

Ye Zhi smiled softly, and said, "That's right, how smart my son is! You guys are just worrying about it all day long, and you don't learn from me. You have so much confidence in Mo Mo! I think he is doing well now , I'm also interested in Mr. Feng, so don't worry at all!"

"...Who was it who said that he was afraid that Feng Mo would be bullied by the CEO because he was too naive?" Yang Jin squinted at Ye Zhi, "Can I not know if he is interested? Xiaoyu is right, it would be miserable to treat the president as a father! Why do you have confidence in him, his disease can be cured just by having confidence?"

"Crap! I'm his father, okay?" Ye Zhi stood up impatiently and waved his hands, "No matter how gentle and steady Mr. Feng is, he's still at that age, and silently won't recognize him as an elder. Isn't he always called President Feng Wulin?

Tsk!Anyway, silently, the situation is still stable now, as long as he makes progress.You should pay attention not to let him go out these few days, that neck... if you let him go out, it might be a man or a woman.I'm leaving first, the bodyguards Mr. Feng ordered to deal with yesterday haven't cleaned up yet, I'm getting impatient for daring to touch fish under my nose..."

Yang Jin watched Ye Zhi go out cursing, shook her head, got up and prepared to go upstairs to see Feng Mo's situation.

With Ye Zhi's virtue, how can he still be Feng Mo's father?If Shao Mo is like him, the CEO will really have a headache.But what he said also had some truth, no matter how ignorant Feng Mo was, family affection and love should still be distinguishable.

Going upstairs and entering the storage room, Yang Jin picked out a doll that was pleasing to Feng Mo's eyes, then went to Feng Wulin's bedroom and knocked on the door.

This time the door was opened after only knocking once, Feng Mochu looked at the doll in his hand for a while, and then slowly let the door open to let him in.

"I thought you should be asleep." Yang Jin put the doll on the bed, pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed.

Feng Mo looked at him with dull eyes, just shook his head, "Feng Wulin is not here...can't sleep."

Yang Jin smiled, "Young Master Mo is so straightforward, the CEO must be very happy to hear you say that. But... is it really just because of this?"

"Otherwise?" Feng Mo asked strangely.

Yang Jin didn't know what to say.Is he going to ask you directly if you are angry with the CEO because of Ye Lan's jealousy?Or did you do that with the president yesterday and you felt uncomfortable?

If such a question was asked, Feng Mo would be so thin-skinned that he would never say a word to him.

"Cough...it's nothing. I see that you are not in good spirits today, so I am a little worried that you are not feeling well." The worried look on Yang Jin's face is just right, "After all, you hurt your face yesterday when you fought with Feng Mo, your physique Now that he is so weak, it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous."

"I used to have no place to go, and I lived in a park. There were often homeless people who robbed me of my things, and then I got into fights, many times." Feng Mo lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and hugged the doll in his arms tightly, "So, don't worry. My body may not be that good, and so is my sense of balance, but I still have a little bit of fighting experience."

Yang Jin was a little astonished, and then raised her hand to pat Feng Mo's head, "Although I say that I have experience and won't be bullied, the president can take care of you now, so you can actually call him if you need something. It's not a good habit to rely on the president and forget about it when it's critical. You should remember that you have friends besides yourself, and you should ask us for help when necessary, understand?"

"En." Feng Mo rubbed his eyes with his hand, and nodded seriously.

"Sleep for a while if you're sleepy. The president will be back when you wake up." Yang Jin got up and pulled the quilt away, watched him lie down and closed his eyes, and put the doll beside Feng Mo before helping him tuck the quilt , turned around and walked out, closing the door gently.

Feng Wulin asked him to stay to see Gu Fengmo, just to take care of him and talk with him, Feng Mo's condition is not bad, he should be fine.Yang Jin stood at the door for more than 20 minutes, and then quietly opened the door when the time was almost up. After making sure that Feng Mo on the bed was fast asleep, she closed the door and went downstairs.

The reception room on the top floor of Feng's headquarters building.

Alice poured a cup of coffee for Ouyang Yuning who was sitting upright, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Feng just finished the meeting, and I have conveyed Miss Ouyang's words to him. The president said that he will come soon. Please wait a moment." .”

"Thank you." Ouyang Yuning smiled faintly, her face flushed slightly.

Alice smiled, but she kept crying in her heart.

God knows that the company's gossip ministers didn't come to help entertain Ouyang Yuning themselves, but asked her to inquire about the news.Ouyang Yuning's mouth is so tight, what can she find out?

Besides, Miss Ouyang's love for Feng is not a matter of a day or two, and the whole Feng family knows it.Every year on Valentine's Day and Halloween, there are various holiday gifts. Although Ouyang Yuning is cautious, she can't be more high-profile in courting their president. It's hard for them to know.

Today, she would come here just to ask the president for dinner or to watch a musical as a matter of routine. Anyway, the president never agreed to it, and every time she used the company's affairs as a prevarication.Although this is indeed not very gentlemanly, but with Feng Wulin's character, it is good that he did not directly reject Ouyang Yuning.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Alice got up and opened the door with a smile, and when she saw Feng Wulin walking in with a cold face, she voluntarily withdrew and poured him tea.

"I heard that younger brother Feng Mo beat someone at school yesterday?" Ouyang Yuning's eyes lit up the moment she saw Feng Wulin, but she didn't directly explain why she came, she just smiled and asked Feng Mo what happened yesterday .

Feng Wulin frowned, "Amo was bullied, he was just defending himself and didn't hit anyone."

"...Well," Ouyang Yuning nodded, "Fengmo is weak, and some people at school don't look at him because he is easy to bully. I think, should we change brother Fengmo's class?"

"Change shift?" Feng Wulin raised his eyebrows, "Where do you want to change?"

Seeing that he was interested, Ouyang Yuning smiled and said, "I think it's best for Feng Mo to come to our class. I'm in the same class as Yan Yu, so it's best for him to come."

"You and Xiaoyu are special students, but Amo is not." Feng Wulin directly refused.

"However, it's not good for Feng Mo to be in that class, is it? He doesn't have many friends. I think we can let him sign up as a piano special student, and then transfer to our class. Yan Yu and I can take care of him, right?"

"Murong Qiuying and A Mo are in the same class, they get along pretty well, I don't think there is any need to change them. As for the one who fought with A Mo, he has no chance to trouble A Mo." Feng Wulin looked cold.

"...Okay." Ouyang Yuning couldn't persuade her, so she had to compromise.After a while, he said again: "The winter vacation will be in two weeks. My brother and I discussed that we want to go to the Lost City. Yan Yu and the others also plan to go. I don't know what you mean? You didn't go when we went before... ...How about going this time?"

"The Lost City?" Feng Wulin repeated it slowly, took out his mobile phone to look at it, and then nodded and answered, "I have to go back and ask Amo about this, he may not like it."

"..." The reluctant smile on Ouyang Yuning's face gradually faded, and she finally returned to her usual indifferent look. Her cold and beautiful facial features gave off an abstinent beauty when she remained silent, but the person opposite No signs of being moved.

After a long time, she finally asked softly, "Feng, Feng Mo... is he really your brother?"

"What do you think?" Feng Wulin asked back, even though the girl in front of him had a slightly hurt look on his face, he was still indifferent.

"Brother Fengmo must be very cute, otherwise you wouldn't be so eager to hide him." Ouyang Yuning pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm looking forward to seeing him in the Lost City, I hope he can be with everyone Play together."

"Well, I will tell him." Feng Wulin nodded.

"Then I... I'll go back to the company first, and I have a meeting in the afternoon." Ouyang Yuning stood up and walked a few steps before turning back, her earnest eyes resting on the man, even if he was just sitting casually, he was still handsome and flawless. Comparable, but colder than anyone else.She lowered her head and smiled silently, then put away all the disappointment on her face, and walked out calmly.

When Alice poured tea and came in, there was only one person left in the reception room, she hesitated and said, "President Feng, Miss Ouyang?"

"Already gone." Feng Wulin stood up and walked out, "Yang Jin will come over to deal with the matter in the afternoon, if you have anything to ask him."

Alice: "..." President, do you want to skip work and go home to hurt Mo Shao little angel again? !Are you really okay? !

"Okay, go slowly, President." In the end, the young secretary could only say goodbye with a smile.

Feng Wulin drove out of the company and started calling Feng Mo, but the phone rang several times but no one answered, he frowned and dialed Yang Jin's phone directly.

"Hi, I'm Yang Jin."

"Yang Jin, where's Amo?"

"President, Mo Shao is sleeping upstairs."

"How is he today?"

"It's okay. I ate breakfast in the morning, probably because of a sore mouth, I ate one-third less than usual. Later... Ye Lan slipped into Feng's house and made a fuss. Young Master Mo didn't seem to be frightened. Later, Ye Lan After Lan left, he almost fell asleep."

"What Ye Lan?" Feng Wulin frowned.

Yang Jin twitched the corners of her mouth and recounted what happened in the morning.

Feng Wulin frowned, and said after a while: "Let Amo answer the phone."

The voice of Yang Jin going upstairs came from the phone, followed by the voice of opening the door and calling Feng Mo softly. After a while, it was completely quiet, but the corners of Feng Wulin's mouth curled up. He could conclude that the person opposite was absolutely It's Fengmo.

"Hello?" came the boy's hoarse voice.

Feng Wulin lowered his voice subconsciously, "Amo, it's me."

"Feng Wulin." Feng Mo called softly while hugging the phone, his speech was still a little vague, obviously he hadn't fully woken up yet. "You want to go home?"

"Well, on the way. Why are you in a bad mood today?"

"No," Feng Mo closed his eyes halfway, his bangs were too long on one side of his eyes, he stretched out his hand to wipe it aside, and rested his chin, "No."

"If you don't have it, then you don't have it." Feng Wulin's brows and eyes softened, "I'll go back and sleep with you, okay?"

"Not good!" Feng Mo woke up completely after hearing this, and said incoherently: "I, I woke up... I won't sleep anymore. Don't come. I really woke up."

He remembered clearly that last night Feng Wulin also said that he wanted to sleep with him, but it turned out not at all, it took so long to let him sleep.

Feng Wulin laughed softly, "What is Amo afraid of? I won't eat you again. Did you feel unwell yesterday?"

Feng Mo's face turned red when he heard the words, he buried his head on the pillow, his black hair slipped down to reveal the red tips of his ears, and he said in a muffled voice, "I'm not afraid. Don't come."

He has always answered questions only by choosing what he knows, and those who cannot answer are usually answered "don't know" or simply ignored.

Feng Wulin knew his habits, so he took the time to ask back: "That's my house, where will I go if I don't go? Ah Mo can't drive me away, right?"

"...I won't drive you away." Feng Mo threw away the pillow, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and hid himself inside.He knew that Feng Wulin generally had no room to refute when he said this, so he stopped talking.

The phone suddenly fell silent, Feng Wulin was silent for a while before saying: "Amo, do you still remember what I said before? What do you want you to remember?"

Feng Mo opened his eyes, his dark eyes were transparent and clear, he slowly replied: "Remember, Feng Wulin always likes me the most no matter what time and situation it is."

"Well. Now you have to remember that no matter what I do, Feng Wulin will love you the most."

"This, is there a difference?" Feng Mo wondered.

"Of course there is. Like and love are different. Love is the extreme of liking."

"Oh." Feng Mo nodded to himself, "Then I'm sure, yes. Me too, I love you the most."

"Well, Amo also loves me the most." Feng Wulin affirmed Feng Mo's words without refuting.

Even if their love is actually different, it doesn't matter.

In Feng Mo's life, what he sees, hears, touches, and feels in his heart will only be him, Feng Wulin, and there will be no second possibility.

It doesn't matter if Feng Mo understands or doesn't understand, at the very least, apart from Feng Wulin, there is no other person in his eyes.