After the fake daughter’s true feelings were leaked, she was completely ruined

In the cold wind outside the door, the two father and son were having a conversation about father's kindness and son's filial piety, and the kindness hidden in the knife.

The warm living room inside the door is filled with a strange atmosphere. The three brothers are sitting on the sofa on the side as the background. At the corner of the stairs, there is an old man Ye quietly lurking.

Feng Ruoxue pulled Ye Xunzhi to sit on the sofa with a very sincere attitude:

"You know, can I call you that?"

"of course."

"Great." Feng Ruoxue took Ye Xunzhi's hand and shook it up and down: "I thought you wouldn't like me."

"how could be."

Ye Xunzhi kept the smile on his face, but this was really not a lie. She did not hate Feng Ruoxue.

On the contrary, I quite like this mother who is a bit naturally stupid. Apart from being extremely shrewd in research, she has no idea in life and says whatever comes to her mind.

Feng Ruoxue's eyebrows were curved, thinking in her heart that she still wanted to save her little son's respect.

Although his first love is destined to be ruined, he is still a classmate and will never be seen again when he looks up or down. If Ye Xunzhi doesn't even show him a good face, then his younger son will be too pitiful.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruoxue took a deep breath and said:

"Zhizhi, please don't take what I said just now seriously. You can't take it seriously. Let me tell you the truth. There is actually something wrong with that kid's brain."

Her words were like a barrage of words:

"It may be due to his high IQ that his language system is often confused. This may be due to the lack of nutrition in this aspect during development, and sometimes he likes to talk nonsense."

"In addition, his character is completely flawed. I know he has many flaws, but so many congenital problems are not his fault!"

Feng Ruoxue said sincerely: "If you calculate it this way, my youngest son can be considered a half-disabled person. How do you say that, as long as you are kind and I am kind, the world will be full of love."

"So if he comes to talk to you again, please don't ignore him in the future, okay? What should we do?"

When Ye Xunzhi heard this, he was shocked by his wonderful smear speech.

[Wen Ruchu, you really have a good mother~Mom~]

"Don't worry."

Ye Xunzhi wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead: "I won't ignore him."

"I knew you were a good boy!" Feng Ruoxue said movedly.

Then he looked back with a proud look in the direction of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the living room.

Feng Ruoxue: My son has seen it, my mother has done it for you, and your classmates will not stay away from you because of this.

In a direction that Ye Xunzhi couldn't see, she mouthed: Don't thank mom too much.

The three brothers of the Ye family saw: "..."

Ye Qian'an looked in the direction of his mother towards the balcony, where Wen Ruchu had his hands and face pressed against the glass, his mouth wide open, and he suspected that he could see his brother's stomach if he got closer.

Ah, is it you? When I was a child, I was happy again, brother, hahahahaha! ! !

Behind Wen Ruchu, there was an old man Wen who was laughing so hard that he was beating his chest and laughing into silent mode.

After successfully seeing his son's open-mouthed expression, Feng Ruoxue automatically understood in his mind that the other person had a temporary facial muscle disorder due to excessive emotion.

Satisfied with her ratings, she decided to help others to the end, and then help her son's dating career:

"Don't worry, you won't suffer any loss if you make friends with Ruchu. That child's personality is just like his father's. That's what I like best. He is simple and easy to deceive rich and easy-to-manage men."

Ye Xiao couldn't help but turn his head and look at the glass window. This time there was another member of the glass-pasting army.

Uncle Wen opened his mouth as if he could swallow an elephant.

"Although it may be annoying at first, once they find a direction that can touch you, it will be very touching. Just like when the child's father chased me."

Feng Ruoxue showed a nostalgic look: "I won't go into details about the specific process. I believe you young people don't like to hear it."

Everyone: No, why don’t we like to hear it? Please tell me in detail!

[In ancient times, there were three visits to the thatched cottage, but now there are three plans for Father Wen to chase his wife. 】

Everyone: My dear little sister/granddaughter, it has to be you at the critical moment!