Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

Excuses, adults love to tell lies.

Pei'er didn't believe what Feng Minghao said at all, she just thought he was lying and continued to add insult to injury, "Dad, why are you staring at mom?"

"That's because she was drooling while sleeping. I just felt that for such an old person, she was drooling like a child. I was afraid that the saliva would rub on your face, so I took a few more glances." Feng Minghao was stared at by the two mothers and daughters. There is really no choice but to bite the bullet and find an excuse at random.

He couldn't say that because of Han Qiao's arrival last night, he had insomnia and couldn't sleep. He inexplicably wanted to see her more and monitor her, fearing that she would sneak away.

"Hey! Did mom's saliva flow on my face?" Pei'er looked disgusted and kept wiping her face with her little hands.

No matter how much she loved her mother, she couldn't bear to have drool all over her face, even if this person was her mother. She couldn't bear it.

When Han Qiao heard Feng Minghao's words, he gritted his teeth angrily, "You're talking nonsense, why am I drooling? This is just an excuse."

Then, seeing that Pei'er disliked him, he was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth and hurriedly defended, "Pe'er, I haven't had the habit of drooling since I was a child. Really, you have to believe me, he just wants to sow discord between us."

"You obviously have it." Feng Minghao said as he saw that they were about to be fooled.

Pei'er looked at Feng Minghao, smiling brightly as if nothing was wrong, "Dad, I'm teasing you, it's okay even if my mother's saliva gets on my face, why did she give birth to me?" Then he asked again: "It's you, why don't you talk about stealing mom's cell phone?"

Bring the topic back to its original point.

Feng Minghao helplessly held his forehead, he was destined to be tricked to death by this leaky little cotton-padded jacket today.

He had no choice but to rely on his years of experience to save himself and asked: "Did I steal it? Why don't I remember it? Do you think there is evidence on your hand? Also, if I took it, where did I put the phone?" ?”

Everything must be justified, evidenced, and stolen before it can be established.

He was sure that Pei'er could not find the stolen goods and had no evidence in hand.

"The stolen goods are easy to handle. If you search Dad's room, won't you find out the truth?" Pei'er blinked her big eyes with a harmless look on her face.

"How can you search my room at will? This is my private property. You are breaking the law. Do you understand that you are breaking into a private house without permission?" Feng Minghao saw Pei'er's firm eyes and felt uncertain about the chance of using the phone. Wouldn't be searched in his room.

If it is really found out, then he has a hundred mouths and can't explain it clearly.

"I knew my father would say this. This is a search warrant with my great-grandfather's signature on it. He gave me permission to search the room."

Pei'er took out a piece of paper from her pocket and put it in front of Feng Minghao and Han Qiao. The words "search warrant" were crookedly written on it, followed by the signature of Mr. Feng.

When Feng Minghao saw his grandfather's signature, he secretly grinded his teeth, "Feng Pein, you're so cruel, go ahead and search! I think you can still find flowers."

Pei'er raised her eyebrows, glanced at her father with a proud face, turned her head to look at Han Qiao, and asked, "Mom, can you search with me?" The cabinet was too high and she couldn't reach it, so she had to ask for help.

"Okay, where should we search?" Han Qiao stepped forward. She could see that Feng Minghao was frustrated, so she was willing to help Pei'er.

"Help me take a look at the second compartment of that cabinet." Pei'er pointed to the wardrobe next to the bed.

"It's not on the second shelf. I've looked for it." As soon as Han Qiao entered the room, he ran straight to the second shelf of the closet. Except for a box, there was no mobile phone at all.

"Mom, did you find the box in the second box? Dad has a habit of always putting the most important things in the box." Pei'er sold Feng Minghao cleanly.

Feng Minghao turned around and wanted to take away the box. Pei'er saw his intention and hugged his leg. "Dad, you should let mom go take a look. If not, it can prove your innocence."

Then she smiled sweetly at Han Qiao and said, "Mom, go open that box, there may be a surprise!"

Han Qiao looked at the reaction of the father and daughter with suspicion. He was eager to find his mobile phone. Without thinking much, he walked towards the cabinet next to the bed.

"Pei'er, what are you doing?" Feng Minghao looked down at his daughter, who was holding his legs and wouldn't let go. His intuition told him that Pei'er must have tampered with the box.

Other people's daughters are all considerate little cotton-padded jackets, how come his little cotton-padded jacket is leaking air everywhere.

Pei'er blinked her big eyes innocently, and her little mouth began to say, "Dad, I'm helping you reconcile with your mother!"

You are too stupid, you always make your mother unhappy, and now you are chasing your wife in the crematorium without even realizing it.

Keeping a straight face all day like someone owes you 25,000 to 80,000 yuan is not being cool, it's stupidity.

There is no way, since you can't catch up with your wife, you can only rely on me to help you catch up!

oh! By the way, after you reconcile, you must give me a little brother or sister as soon as possible, and consider it as a reward for me. "

Feng Minghao was caught off guard by Pei'er's words and stumbled almost falling.

Han Qiao got the box and hurriedly opened it. There was a stack of photos inside, all of them of Feng Minghao and her.

She was sure that she had never taken photos with Feng Minghao before. These photos looked like they were composited, but they looked good.

The backgrounds behind the two people were all replaced by her favorite places, including the Egyptian Pyramids, Notre Dame de Paris, the Eiffel Tower in France, the Taj Mahal in India, and St. Peter's Basilica in Italy. The last dozen or so photos were all of China's famous attractions, the Great Wall, The Forbidden City, West Lake in Hangzhou, Terracotta Warriors in Xi'an, Sun Moon Lake in Taiwan, and the Oriental Pearl Tower.

This is not the point. The point is that the two people in the photo are hugging each other and kissing. They look sweet and romantic. Yanran is a pair of lovers who have a good relationship.

"Feng Minghao, do you have a hobby of pornographic pictures? No wonder you spy on me at night? You...are you secretly in love with me?" Han Qiao stared at the man in front of him in disbelief.

It was hard for her to believe that a man who looked serious and well-behaved on the surface could be so playful behind the scenes.

Feng Minghao saw something strange in Han Qiao's expression, and dragged Pei'er two steps forward. He was also shocked when he saw the photos. He grabbed all the photos in the box, looked at the person above, and lowered his head to ask. Pearl.

"Who did you learn this from? You never understood this before. Don't hide it from dad. Tell the truth."

He wanted to see who taught his precious daughter bad things?

In addition to playing tricks, his talking skills are also top-notch, and now he even knows how to make photos.

If he knew who it was, he would definitely not let him go.

Pei'er saw her father getting angry and didn't dare to hide it.

"Brother Xiaobao, he said that this will enhance the relationship between you and your mother. He also said that these scenic spots are places where your mother likes to go, and it can be regarded as a reminder to your father.

The master leads you in. Cultivation is personal.

Dad, Brother Xiaobao and I can only help you so far. Whether you can win your mother's heart or not depends on you for the rest. "