Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

He Sihui: "Oh?"

Feng Le'an raised four fingers to show his determination, "I'm different from those scumbags!"

He Sihui: "So you're saying that your father is a scumbag."

Feng Le'an: "...that's not what it means..."

He glanced at He Sihui with his small eyes, and scratched his head a little anxiously, "Honey, you also know that my Chinese is not very good, so I don't know how to express this..."

He Sihui asked suddenly, "Then how did you write the love letters you wrote to me?"

Feng Le'an froze for a moment, "Ah, that..."

Can he say that he first copied it from the Internet...

Later, I copied it back and forth, and found that there was nothing new after reading too much on the Internet, so I started to hire others to write it for him with a high salary...

But of course He Sihui couldn't let He Sihui know about this kind of thing!

Feng Le'an patted his head again, "At that time I still had a lot of hair, and I could write while holding it, but now it's getting less and less, so..."

He even winked, the subtext is, wife, you should understand me!

He Sihui was silent.

This idiot, does he think she really doesn't know?

It was just a sudden thought of deceiving him.

Forget it, let’s continue as if we don’t know.

He Sihui changed the subject, "You said earlier that Rui'er likes that girl from the Jiang family, is that true?"

Feng Le'an hadn't spoken yet. He hid outside the door and eavesdropped for a long time. Feng Tianrui, who was disgusted by Feng Le'an's coquettish words, pushed open the door and walked in, shouting, "It's not true, mom , Wronged!"

Feng Le'an:? ? ?

How did Ruier show up on time?

...

In the study.

Although Feng Zhiyi asked Feng Rinbai to come over on purpose, after the two entered the study, he left Feng Rinbai aside and started practicing calligraphy by himself.

Forty minutes have passed since I finished writing a few words.

Feng Zhiyi didn't speak, and Feng Rinbai didn't speak either.

With his hands in his pockets, he stood and watched Feng Zhiyi practicing handwriting at first, but after he felt bored, he raised his head and walked to the side sofa to sit down.

Feng Zhiyi finally spoke at this moment, "Did I ask you to sit down?"

Feng Linbai asked back, "Then you told me not to sit down?"

Feng Zhiyi was deflated, and Feng Rinbai said directly, "That's it."

He leaned back with a lazy and comfortable posture, as if the study had become his territory.

Feng Zhiyi stopped writing, put the pen on the inkstone, did not look at him, but the words came towards him.

"You did this."

Feng Linbai propped his chin, "I have done so many things, which one do you say?"

Feng Zhiyi: "You just admit it?"

Feng Lin Baiyun said lightly, "Because I don't want to waste time."

Feng Zhiyi frowned.

Isn't Feng Rinbai's subtext saying that going around with him is a waste of time, so he admits it directly?

But Feng Zhiyi also knew that if he showed too obvious emotions in the conversation with Feng Rinbai, he would be at a disadvantage.

He spread out a piece of paper again, and picked up the pen again, "You are too anxious."

Feng Linbai: "Oh?"

Feng Zhiyi didn't raise his head, "So, isn't that just letting me know that the little girl from the Jiang family has become your weakness? Are you going to deal with me because of her?"

Feng Rinbai smiled, "It's not for her, I'll deal with you too, isn't this something I've known for a long time?"

Feng Zhiyi also laughed, "You just have a little foundation, but you want to swallow a tiger in one bite, it's a bit courageous."