Help! The heroine of the abusive novel abducted the crazy villain

"What are you doing?" Feng Jinchen seemed to keenly catch the flash of "guilty conscience" in Ying Linyuan's eyes, and those chilling black eyes darkened.

"It's nothing, just..." Ying Linyuan broke into a cold sweat.

Oh my god! You haven’t stated your plan on your face, so what are you afraid of?

However, if Feng Jinchen guesses that he wants to use his uncle's hair to secretly do a paternity test, then he and Huo Chizhou will be in trouble, and Song Qingyue may be implicated.

There is no limit to what Feng Jinchen can do.

Ying Linyuan hesitated: "I was helping my uncle just now..."

Calm down! What a coward!

At this moment, Feng Yuanyi snorted coldly: "You bastard, what are you doing back here?"

The old father of China will not suffer misfortune.

Let your son know that his hair turned gray because of anger? It doesn’t exist.

"Dad, I brought your favorite Chengji pastry." Feng Jinchen's attention was immediately sucked away by Feng Yuanyi, so he couldn't think about the slightest thing wrong just now.

He placed the pastry box in his hand in front of Feng Yuanyi and opened it with some attentiveness: "Dad, please try it."

Feng Yuanyi glanced at the box of pastries coldly, and his face brightened slightly when he saw that it contained all the things he and his wife usually loved.

"You just want to please me with this little thing?"

He said this, and his heart softened a lot. Feng Jinchen, the bastard, still has his old father in his heart, right? Well, the engagement between the Feng and Song families is irreversible, and the father and son cannot stay angry for the rest of their lives.

The Communist Party only has such a son, so the Feng family can only give him.

Ying Linyuan on the side quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He pressed his trouser pockets with his hands quietly, feeling the sweat-soaked hair held by his fingertips.

I hope your hair is well.

"Let me try this Chengji pastry to see if it tastes the same." Feng Yuanyi stretched out his hand, preparing to taste the pastry that his son rarely bought to honor him. "Knock, knock, knock, knock" came from the spiral staircase behind him from far to near.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground.

It's madam!

Feng Yuanyi immediately took his hand back and turned his head to look.

"What's going on?" Yun Shu, wearing simple and elegant makeup, walked down the spiral staircase with a smile, "Jin Chen, Lin Yuan, you are all here."

"mom."

"Aunt."

Feng Jinchen and Ying Linyuan shouted in unison.

"It's rare that both of you are here, why don't you stay for a meal tonight?" Yun Shu walked up to Ying Linyuan, took his hand and patted it, "Linyuan, I heard that you went to work at Song's today.

, thank you for your hard work."

"Our family, Linyuan, has grown up."

Ying Linyuan stared blankly at Yun Shu's phoenix eyes, dazed for a moment.

Auntie’s eyes...

An incredible idea flashed through his mind, but before it was fully formed, he was slapped to death by Ying Linyuan.

How is it possible? Aren't the children of uncle and aunt around? It's Feng Jinchen! It's impossible for them to not even know how many times they have given birth to, and how many children they have, right?

As for the wrong hug, it’s even more impossible. You don’t even recognize your own child?

Who dares to replace Prince Feng?

etc!

Ying Linyuan mechanically looked down at the hand that Yun Shu pulled over. Just now, this hand was put in his pocket to press his hair! The hair wasn't taken out, was it? Oh my God! How can I do an appraisal if my hair is gone?

Oh no, no, no, no, no.

Ying Linyuan's heart dropped.

"Aunt, I, I'm so hungry." He quietly took his hand away, covering his stomach to pretend to be hungry, and put it back in his pocket to touch it when Yun Shu and others weren't paying attention.

This familiar touch.

call--

Still here, scared to death.

Yun Shu thought Ying Linyuan was really hungry.

"Linyuan, please wait a moment. Auntie will go to the kitchen to see if the porridge is ready. Let's have a bowl of porridge to cushion our stomach."

Feng Yuanyi followed decisively: "Shu'er, I'll go with you."

How can you let your wife go into the kitchen to serve porridge by herself? What should you do if you accidentally get burned? Husbands must consciously do their work.

The two people in the living room were used to this.

"Thank you for your hard work, Linyuan." Feng Jinchen raised his hand and put it heavily on Ying Linyuan's shoulder. He just finished talking about the divorce between the two families yesterday, and today his cousin went to work as an intern at the Song family.

Ying Linyuan must be a lobbyist to help him.

Alas, his cousin is quite generous.

Ying Linyuan laughed dryly: "It's nothing, it's not hard. Brother, it's not easy for you to manage such a big company."

Tsk, you still have to go out of your way to hide your beauty in a golden house and bully the weak.

It's really not easy.