Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Heng turned his head when he heard the words, and after taking a look at the person who patted him on the shoulder, he said indifferently, "What's your business?"

After speaking, Feng Heng didn't care what the other party thought, leaving only a dark young man, walking across the dance floor towards the bar.

Feng Zimu didn't dance on the dance floor because he was too young. He sat far away in the corner.

After seeing Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang leaving, everyone else in the hall was talking about them. He slid off the sofa and walked to the high platform in front of the dance floor.

After Feng Zi Mu slipped and climbed onto the platform, he picked up the microphone on the side.

Then, his immature childlike voice overwhelmed the music and floated over the hall: "Brothers and sisters, look here and see here!"

Feng Zimu said as he waved his hands with everyone, and when everyone looked at him curiously, he put on a preaching posture when he was small and big.

"I think you are just eating radishes and worrying about it. Brother naturally has his reasons for doing things. What do you ask so much for? The arguments behind it are even worse. If you are known by your eldest brother, you will definitely not be able to eat!"

Feng Zimu also waved a short hand with some fleshy, he said that there was still a trace of domineering.

"Hey! You little kid, it sounds like you know your eldest brother very well, then tell me, Luo Yangyang is just a step-sister, why is eldest brother so good to her?"

The young man who was treated coldly by Feng Heng said amusedly.

"I'm not the eldest brother, how do I know?" Feng Zimu held up the microphone with an innocent look, and replied naturally, "If I knew, maybe I could be the CEO of Fengshi."

"Hahaha..." In an instant, there was a burst of hearty laughter in the hall.

"Zi Mu, why did you run up to speak for Big Brother? Could it be that you were bought by Big Brother?"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"It was bought." Feng Zimu said innocently again in the laughter of the brothers and sisters.

As he said, he stretched out his hand and walked around his back, drew out the big red envelope in his belt, and waved the red envelope like a show: "Brother gave me a big red envelope!"

"Damn, Big Brother actually gave you a red envelope!"

"I'll go, Big Brother never gave me a red envelope!"

"I haven't received a red envelope from Big Brother either."

"Red envelopes are only given when they are married. The eldest brother has not yet been married, and he has not given red envelopes in previous years." Listening to the protests of the brothers and sisters, I don't know who said this.

"Yes, my eldest brother is not married yet, why would I give you a red envelope?"

Facing the dissatisfied inquiries from his brothers and sisters, Feng Zimu raised his baby's fat chin proudly, and said confidently and particularly awkwardly: "What else can it be, it must be because I am obedient!"

"cut……"

"shameless!"

"..."

For a while, Feng Zimu endured the spit of his brothers and sisters.

"Huh! You must be jealous of me because you didn't receive the big brother's red envelope! This red envelope is super big, super thick! I can't fit it in my pocket, I have to put it on my waist."

Feng Zimu was holding a super big red envelope that was bigger than his waist, proudly and proudly, not to mention too much beating.

Had it not been for the Feng family members who were not short of money, they would have rushed to grab his big red envelope with more deception.

Because Feng Zimu was too arrogant and too deliberate, he once again accepted the spurning of his brothers and sisters who did not love children at all.

Because of Feng Zimu's mischief, the bustling scene resumed in the hall, and the low pressure brought by the previous canonization had already been wiped out.

Feng Heng walked to the bar and put his hand on Feng Shiya's shoulder as soon as he raised his hand: "Shiya."

Feng Shiya was sullenly drinking, and she heard Feng Heng's voice while she weighed her shoulders. She was suddenly stimulated by something, and she waved Feng Heng's hand and looked at him slightly angrily: "Brother! You are too bad. Kind!"