Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

What's awkward.
"You and my grandma, my father and mother, now even I want to be like you?" Feng Heng left these words, stood up and was about to walk out the door.

Feng Zhen heard that figure he hadn't thought of for a long time from his grandson, and he didn't even ask Feng Heng to go out, but his eyes fell on the table. There was a photo on it, and there was a very kind-looking old lady in it.

"If you were here, you would be sad again when you saw that my grandson and I were like enemies." Feng Zhen murmured, his voice full of loneliness.
Coming out of the study, Feng Heng subconsciously looked for Li Qingyan, the living room was empty except for the busy servants.

"Where's Miss Li?" Feng Heng waved to the butler and asked.

"Prepare dessert in the kitchen." The butler replied respectfully.

Anger flashed in Feng Heng's eyes when he heard this, and he walked straight towards the kitchen.

Sure enough, Li Qingyan was concentrating on putting things in the oven.

"Don't do it." Feng Heng's voice suddenly sounded behind Li Qingyan.

She turned her head and looked into Feng Heng's scumbag eyes: "Do you think I'm someone who can be bullied obediently? Well, don't worry, let's see my skills later!"

Li Qingyan smiled and continued to move, suddenly remembered something and asked: "Do you have a dog named Dudu?"

"Well, its mother was raised by me when I was a child." Feng Heng explained, although Dudu followed him for a while, but as he gradually matured, he no longer had the intention of raising a dog, so he didn't really care about Dudu.

"It suddenly ran out of the garden today, and it surprised me!" Li Qingyan said with a smile, "I didn't expect it to be a dog that always likes to eat chocolate. I gave it a piece of chocolate, and immediately treated me very friendly."

Feng Heng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. Although he didn't pay much attention to Dudu, he also knew that like his mother, he was a very difficult dog to get along with. The fact that he was friendly to Qingyan was really beyond his expectations. .

"Who brought you there? Feng Ying?" Feng Heng grasped the key point of the matter, there were not many people who knew that Dudu would go to the garden at this time except their family.

"Well, it's okay, I've taken care of everything! Don't worry, get out! You're here to interfere with my making dim sum!" Li Qingyan said to Feng Heng, pushing him on the back and driving him out of the kitchen.

Lunch was ready, and everyone who was resting was invited back to the restaurant. Feng Heng frowned and looked at Feng Ying and Chen Yao who were sitting there neatly and motionless.

Father Feng came down at this time, as if he was not awake, he waved to Feng Heng, leaned into his ear and whispered: "You are so angry with the old man!" He glanced at him He glanced at the old man who had just come down the stairs.

"Grandpa, please sit down." Seeing the old man coming down, Feng Ying hurriedly stepped forward to help him by the arm, and sat on the main seat with him.

"Grandpa, my father seems to have some things to deal with in the company, so he left first!" Feng Yingti's father explained.

The old man nodded. He knew the adopted son's character well, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Grandpa, do you know that my dad actually bought one last night." Feng Ying picked up what the old man liked to hear, and talked about it, which made the old man feel better.

"You, you will speak ill of your father." The old man laughed loudly, and nodded Feng Ying's head.

Chen Yao also wanted to show her courtesy, but Feng Ying preempted her. She shrugged indifferently, glanced at Feng Heng and his son who were still chatting together, and said to Su Xiaoxiao: "Auntie, drink some water."

Su Xiaoxiao saw that Feng Heng felt a little more relaxed in front of his father, and she felt a little sour in her heart. She said to the butler, "Why, isn't lunch ready yet? When did the kitchen become so blind? Let everyone wait here is it on?"

Her voice was not low, but it fell into the ears of everyone present.

The housekeeper responded in a low voice, not knowing how to answer this sentence of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

"Auntie, Miss Li is still preparing desserts for us all in the kitchen! But why doesn't Miss Li prepare in advance, it's okay to let us wait, but grandpa and uncles and aunts are elders, so it's not good to make elders wait after all?" Chen Yao said with a smile, after she finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of the old man and Su Xiaoxiao really became ugly.

After achieving the goal, Chen Yao sat down obediently and stopped talking.

Feng Heng's face was full of anger, and just about to speak, Li Qingyan came over gracefully, she walked to the table and said embarrassedly to everyone: "I'm sorry, the dim sum needs to be freshly baked to be delicious, I kept everyone waiting for a long time .”

Chen Yao rolled her eyes, and wanted to say something more. Father Feng saw that Feng Heng's face was darkened, and said quickly, "Everyone sit down and eat."

There are a lot of dishes, but I'm afraid there are not many people here who really concentrate on eating.

"Sister Qingyan, I just saw a photo of you and Brother Feng Heng in a magazine. It's so handsome! You can actually let Brother Feng Heng, who doesn't like to show up in public, share photos with you!" Feng Ying's eyes sparkled , looking at Li Qingyan with admiration.

Chen Yao's face sank when she heard Feng Ying's words. What did Feng Ying mean? She knew that she was the legitimate daughter-in-law of the Feng family in the future, so she took various eye drops every day.

Li Qingyan, who was the center of the topic, put down the chopsticks in her hand and replied with a smile: "Feng Ying was joking, it's not up to me to decide whether Feng Heng will show up or not. That issue of the magazine was mainly for promoting new products. I didn't expect you to I like food magazines, so my cooking skills must be good!"

Li Qingyan pushed back neither soft nor hard, Feng's father stopped concentrating on eating for a moment, and his impression of Li Qingyan in his heart also improved a little.

That's right, don't take the initiative to cause trouble and don't be afraid of trouble.

"Sister Qingyan thinks too highly of me, how can I cook! My dad never let me into the kitchen since I was a child, saying that I am a girl, and it will look ugly if I get smoked too much! Ah, sorry, I don't They are saying that Sister Qingyan's skin is not good." Feng Ying said innocently.

"That's not the case. Some people stay in the kitchen every day and their skin is very good. Some people don't go into the kitchen, and they will inevitably have a little peas." Li Qingyan said, looking at Feng Ying meaningfully Coincidentally, even with makeup on, you can vaguely see a few less obvious acne marks.

Feng Ying's face turned red, and she was so angry that she almost couldn't maintain her manners. She stared at Li Qingyan, seeing the other's pretty face, jealousy, anger and all kinds of emotions accumulated together: "What do you mean?"

Li Qingyan didn't speak, and took a sip of water quietly.

"Miss Li, is it convenient for me to get a tissue?"