The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Feng Tianyou walked over slowly.

The old man, who is over a hundred years old, wears a Tang suit and has silver hair, but he is still hale and hearty.

"It's him." Bai Xiran couldn't help muttering.

"Ranran, do you know that old man?" Xiaobao hurriedly asked with his ears pointed.

Bai Xiran nodded, frowned her delicate eyebrows, hesitated for a while, "I guess I know you."

I bumped into it once when I broke in before, and just now... I also said a few words.

She muttered under her breath.

It looks very majestic in the Feng family.

Xiaobao next to him was already in a daze.

what happened?Did Ran Ran even know that bad old man?
At this time, Wen Shouan's wine was on top.

He looked at the wrinkled face in front of him, and his mind became more and more confused.

"Who are you? The housekeeper of the Feng family? This woman is the servant you invited, right? Since she was specially called here to serve the guests...what's wrong with me wanting her?"

He stretched out a finger, poked Feng Tianyou directly on the shoulder, squinted his eyes and approached, "I'm just asking you...what's the problem?"

Feng Tianyou's complexion instantly darkened.

Elder Mo next to him almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

He could only stroke his forehead slightly, and simply turned around, so that the smile on his face was not so obvious.

"Come on, young people don't know you."

"Xiao Mo, shut up." Feng Tianyou's face was very ugly.

When has his current status been questioned like this?

What's more...he's still a little-known junior!
Then he looked Wen Shouan up and down for a while, and his voice sounded very casual, "Who else do you want to deal with in my house?"

His family?
Bai Xiran was startled, and several question marks appeared on his head.

Although it seems to be someone like a housekeeper, but... can it be described as "my family"?

She frowned and continued reading.

Wen Shouan relied on drinking and didn't pay attention to the old man in front of him at all.

He almost directly put his hand on Feng Tianyou's chest, and poked it a few times as if he was teaching a little boy, "What's the matter, you still want to stop me?"

"Do you know who my dad is? Do you know who my dad is! With you as an old housekeeper, how dare you teach me a lesson?"

Father?
Old Man Mo watched from not far away, his mouth almost reaching the back of his neck.

In front of that vengeful old man, he called himself a lord.

so young...

as predicted.

Feng Tianyou directly raised his hand, and slapped it down!

A crisp sound sounded, followed by a series of gasping sounds.

"I hit someone..."

Wen Shouan's face was full of astonishment, his head was slapped by this slap, not only did not wake up, but was even more dazzled by anger.

He yelled back directly, "You are so old, you dare to beat me!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"boom!"

Another three slaps.

The people around were stunned.

Even Bai Xiran swallowed his saliva.

This old man... is a bit fierce.

Xiaobao is no stranger to it.

Although he hadn't seen the old man beat anyone these few days, when the servants saw him, not all of them were trembling like walking on thin ice.

He himself...is a bad old man.

"You hit me, you slapped me four times...Dad, Dad!" Wen Shouan finally realized that he still had to find a backer at the critical moment.

He looked around, and soon found Wen Zhiliang's figure.

But the latter's face was ashen at this time, and his hands were clenched into fists, but he never made a sound.

"Call your father over and let me teach you a lesson!"