Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Qiyue asked the question before, Feng Sheng explained that it was because he really did not kiss Luo Yangyang at the airport.

He was explaining the intimacy, not denying his relationship with Luo Yangyang.

But for Feng Qiyue's second question, he couldn't explain it.

Lun Bulun was said by others, he and Luo Yangyang are not related by blood.

Some people can accept it, and some people can't. He can't influence other people's minds.

"Dad, Aunt Luo. I have no blood relationship with Yang Yang. Is it really so natural for us to be together?"

Feng Sheng took Luo Yangyang's hand and looked at Feng Qiyue and Luo Ying with cold eyes.

Standing tall and straight, he just stood upright, even if the wind blows and rains, he stands proudly like a mountain.

Since holding hands, he will not let go.

"So you really are already together?"

Luo Ying, who had been silent all the time, asked the most crucial sentence.

Even if they saw the news in the newspaper, even if they saw Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang coming back together, the two still held hands tacitly.

But there is always such a faint hope in her heart, hoping that this is not true, hoping that Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang can give them a reasonable explanation.

It is all nonsense by the media that they are not together.

But the words Fengsheng just now were undoubtedly a blow to her head-on. The Fengsheng indirectly admitted that he was already with Yang Yang.

"Yes." Fengsheng turned his head and looked at Luo Ying, with a firm tone of voice. When he looked at the stepmother, he was not as cold as when he looked at his father.

"You let Yang Yang answer!" Feng Qiyue overturned the canonization answer indirectly with a single sentence.

In an instant, Luo Yangyang with her eyebrows lowered, she could feel several pairs of eyes look over, and the unignorable sights condensed on her.

"Yang Yang, don't be afraid." Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Yangyang, who was quietly and obediently standing next to the canonization. He couldn't help but soften his tone. "You tell uncle? You really confuse the canonization. Boy together?"

In the face of the canonization, Feng Qi hurt his son more and more, and he really did not leave any affection.

Luo Yangyang knew that now she was no longer suitable for silence.

When asked this, she was really a little nervous, the hand held by the canonized saint, subconsciously holding him back.

As if to give her some strength, the canonization shook her back harder, and silently conveyed his power to her.

Luo Yangyang's eyes turned slightly, and the two clasped their hands together.

Seeing the hands of the two entangled tightly, her frantically beating heart suddenly ceased to be restless, and gradually calmed down.

The canonization is here, right next to her, she has nothing to fear.

Immediately, Luo Yangyang slowly raised his eyes.

She still didn't seem to dare to face her mother. She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Qiyue first.

After the first glance, she didn't look away anymore, just nodded gently and said: "Well, I am with the canonization."

"Yang Yang! You, you..." Luo Ying said a few words about ‘you’. She wanted to ask Yang Yang if she was willing, but after she glanced at the canonization, she didn’t even ask.

However, Luo Ying did not say anything, but Luo Yangyang mistakenly thought that his mother wanted to question her and scold her.

Her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and her eyes dropped again. She looked at the newspaper on the coffee table, but still did not dare to see her mother.

However, Feng Qiyue knew his wife better, and he gently held Luo Ying's equally nervous hand.

On behalf of Luo Ying, he asked Luo Yang Yang and said, "Yang Yang, did you voluntarily be with this kid? Don't be afraid, if he persecutes you, just tell you that there is an uncle to support you!"