I, a man, swapped bodies with a rich girl

Feng Huishan was busy with the family banquet at the moment, and Song Juncheng finally came home.

She had to maintain her identity as the mistress of the Song family. She only needed to give orders, and the servants were busy in an orderly manner.

At this time, Deng Ping came to her side and said with some embarrassment: "Madam, the young master refused to come over and was in a bad mood."

Feng Huishan was particularly troubled when she mentioned her son Song Shibo.

She had spent a lot of effort to marry into the Song family, and after giving birth to this son, she also felt that it was time for her to turn the tide.

So she always doted on Song Shibo and thought he was her little lucky star!

Even if he had all kinds of unreasonable demands since he was a child, Feng Huishan would try her best to satisfy him.

At that time, she was naturally in high spirits when she was happy.

Even if her son wanted the moon in the sky, she would find a way to pick it for him.

But when he grew up, it was beyond Feng Huishan's expectations.

Her son is only five years old now, but he has become a little bully.

He bullies servants at home and bullies all the classmates in kindergarten.

Last month, he was angry because he couldn't get a slide in kindergarten, so he pushed the child who was playing down.

The other party had a broken head and a broken elbow.

She went to the kindergarten for this and almost had a fight with the other party's parents.

Fortunately, the Song family is rich and powerful, and finally agreed to pay a large sum of money, and the family was quiet.

Feng Huishan asked helplessly: "What's wrong with him?"

"The young master said that you found two maids for that person, but he has nothing around him. He is very unhappy and doesn't want to come to the family dinner."

"Is he going to rebel!?"

Feng Huishan was so angry that she laughed: "Are there not enough servants around him?"

Even putting on a pair of socks requires three or four people to help coax him. What else does this stinky boy want to do! ?

When she thought that Song Juncheng was going home soon, if he saw Song Shibo like this, he would definitely have a problem.

Although this brat was very good at reading his father's face, he knew that he was playing tricks on his father.

But he was just a five-year-old kid. If he couldn't control his temper and got angry, it would be difficult to end it!

"I'll go and see."

Feng Huishan decided to go in person.

When she was about to walk into Song Shibo's room, she heard him throwing things inside.

"I won't go! I won't go even if the king of heaven comes!"

"What kind of a loser is that over there!? Why should my mother find two maids for him!?"

"I am the young master of the Song family. How can a loser like him steal my identity!?"

"You are not allowed to touch me! If anyone dares to touch me again, I will fire you all!"

"He can have two maids, I want twenty maids, I want more than him!"

In addition to the sound of smashing things, there were also servants saying all kinds of comforting words.

When Feng Huishan opened the door, a ship model fell to the ground in front of her and broke into pieces.

Looking at the mess in the room, her delicate makeup that she had put on with great difficulty was about to crack into fine lines.

"Stop it!"

Seeing that Song Shibo over there was still unwilling to stop, Feng Huishan suddenly scolded.

The five-year-old boy standing on the bed was frightened by the noise and was about to fall off the bed.

Fortunately, several servants rushed up and caught him.

But Song Shibo kicked them all away: "Who told you to catch him? Get out of here! Get out of here!"

One of the servants was kicked in the eye and screamed in pain.

Even though he was furious, he could only swallow his anger when he thought of his poor family and two hungry children.

Don't look at the way Feng Huishan scolded him just now. She was really angry.

But when she saw Song Shibo fall off the bed, she panicked immediately.

"Shibo!"

Feng Huishan ran up and pushed the servants away.

She held her son in her arms and looked left and right to confirm whether he was injured.

Although she found that she was not injured, Feng Huishan still couldn't help getting angry at the servants:

"Are you all blind? Is this how you take care of the young master?!"

"What if he really gets hurt? Do we, the Song family, keep you useless people for nothing?"

Compared with the unreasonable genes, these two are indeed mother and son.

The servants were scolded and embarrassed, and Deng Ping decided to let them go out first.

As for the servant who was kicked in the eye, no one cared about her from beginning to end.

After the servants left, Feng Huishan asked Song Shibo: "Why are you angry again?"

"I'm not angry!"The Song family is wealthy, and the cooks in the kitchen cook a lot of delicious food in different ways to avoid the young master being picky about food.

The good news is that Song Shibo is not picky about food, and he eats every dish very happily.

The bad news is that because he eats too much, he has become fat like a ball, which really affects his health.

But for such a naughty child, it is estimated that no one will care whether he is healthy or not.

Song ball... No, Song Shibo put his hands on the fat around his waist.

Both eyes were almost squeezed out of sight: "Mom, you are biased. Why don't you find me two beautiful maids? What's the point of giving it to that waste!?"

Feng Huishan was almost angry to have a heart attack for being able to say such things at such a young age.

She could only keep hypnotizing herself in her heart that this is her own son!

The pain in her heart hurts when she hits her son.

"Mom did this for a reason..."

"I don't care what the reason is!"

Song Shibo interrupted her directly, "That loser has two maids, so I want twenty! If you don't give me one, I'll make a scene every day!"

After that, he lay on the ground and started to throw a tantrum like a big ball.

Feng Huishan's patience was limited after all: "You want to continue making a scene, right? Your dad will be home for dinner soon, so keep making a scene like this."

She stood up and prepared to leave: "Wait until he sees your useless and stupid look, and see if he will still recognize you as his son."

This really worked for Song Shibo. Seeing Feng Huishan was about to leave.

He immediately got up and chased after her, and his fat body trembled.

It was not for anything else, but Feng Huishan often taught Song Shibo that he was the young master of the Song family.

So the cats and dogs outside naturally had to give in to him and avoid him.

But if his father, Song Juncheng, found out that he was an unreasonable child and could not inherit the great responsibility, he would cut off the relationship and no longer recognize him.

When he thought about losing the title of "Young Master of the Song Family" and this comfortable and luxurious life.

Song Shibo would really panic. He followed Feng Huishan to the banquet hall and dared not to lose his temper again.

He just pulled Feng Huishan's clothes and said coquettishly: "Mom, let's discuss it, okay?"

"Twenty maids are not enough, give me ten, anyway, I just want more than that loser!"

"What's so good about maids," Feng Huishan smiled coldly, "When your father comes back, I will take you and your son to see a good show!"

"Oh? What good show does Mrs. Song want to see?"

Hearing the voice behind her.

Feng Huishan's body suddenly stiffened.

[Author: I just remembered that a big guy gave me a "Great God Certification" reward a few days ago, so I will add two more chapters today and update to 8,000 words! Anyway, I still have a lot of manuscripts in reserve, so I'm not afraid at all! ]