Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Fengsheng also stopped, but he did not turn around to look at Father Feng.

"You're here to negotiate terms, aren't you?" Father Feng's piercing eyes stared straight at the canonized back like a torch.

"No." The Fengsheng voice couldn't hear the ups and downs, and he still didn't turn around to look at Father Feng.

"Humph!" Father Feng snorted heavily, "Did I take back the password that drove you out of the house, and restore your identity as the president of the Fengshi Group, and by the way agree that you and Luo Yangyang will be together before you let Luo Yangyang returned to the ancient house to raise a baby?"

Mrs. Feng seemed to make sense, and Mrs. Feng thought carefully, it seemed that the same was true.

However, after hearing the canonization, he sneered more and more in his heart.

"Grandpa, you are wrong."

The canonization finally turned around and looked at Father Feng with cold eyes.

"For me, from the moment Yang Yang fell down the stairs of the ancient house, everything was too late. Even if you let me return to Feng’s house and restore my identity as Feng’s president, by the way, I agree with Yang Yang. Together, Yang Yang and I won't come back, and she won't come back either."

The Fengsheng looked at the posture of the high-ranking person forever, exuding without anger and prestige, as if he was in charge of everything, his heart was full of sneers.

Among the brothers and sisters of the Feng family, he knows that many people envy him, because all the love of the old man and the old lady has fallen on him.

But in fact, only he himself knew that Master Feng trained him alone, not because of how talented and outstanding he was, but because he was Feng's grandson.

In this family with a century-old tradition, the status of the eldest son and grandson is unshakable.

Just like Feng Heng who was born only a month later than him.

Feng Heng's aptitude is actually very high, as long as he is well trained, he may not be worse than him.

But just because Feng Heng was not the first born in his generation, Feng Heng looked like an abandoned chess piece in the eyes of the old man.

For so many years, the canonization actually thought about it, maybe in the eyes of the old man, there is no so-called family affection.

In the eyes of the old man, the prosperity of Feng's entire family is far more important than family affection.

"What do you mean by not coming back? What happened to Luo Yangyang?"

The more the old lady listened to the canonization, the more it felt wrong.

"Grandma, Luo Yangyang left as you wished."

Fengsheng looked at the old lady ironically.

"Leave? Where did she go?"

Mrs. Feng suddenly felt a chill hit her, making her cold from head to toe.

"She left me, I don't know where she went, I can't find her, nor your great-grandchildren."

The corner of Fengsheng's mouth evokes a subtle arc, and he is smiling, with a hint of revenge pleasure.

It was because the old man and the old lady objected repeatedly.

So many things happened to him and Yang Yang, and Luo Ying was in a car accident.

It was a good home.

Now, the child said no, it was gone, lying on the hospital bed.

All of this is inseparable from the two high-ranking elders in front of the Feng family.

"How could this be? How could Luo Yangyang leave you?"

The irritated old lady couldn't help but back up a few steps. Fortunately, she was supported on the ground by the crutch in her hand so that she would not fall to the ground.