Rebirth of the Husband Program

Feng Lin would go crazy when he went mad, then raised his head and looked at him with a loving gaze that was close to creeping, "Do you know, that child is the same age as you."

That child knew who it was without Tang Qimo asking him, wasn't he the original owner of this poor body.

But what happened to this man?Are you going to show your paternal love and guilt towards the original owner now?

Tang Qimo sneered, "I heard Mr. Feng say so much, but I know that your third son is already in his 20s, and he can't be called a teenager no matter how you look at it. How can he be as old as me?"

The kindness on Feng Lin's face froze, and he suddenly realized that he had talked too much with this young man.And his youngest unloved son was not known to the people of the Empire.The empire only knew that he had three sons, never that he actually had four.

Moreover, he is preparing to run for the Central Executive Minister recently. If this matter gets out, it will definitely become a rumor, and it may be bad for him at that time.

Thinking of this, Feng Lin's eyes changed slightly, and he smiled kindly, "I was wrong. I saw you wearing a mask and guessed that you must be the same age as my third son. Indeed, he is a little older than you. I was wrong. Yes, your age is not the same as his."

It turns out that even now you still care about your face, are you afraid that others will know of Feng Qimo's existence? Even if you know that his mother has not betrayed you, are you still unwilling to give him a title?

Tang Qimo didn't want to do this at first, but at this moment he wanted to do something for the original owner as a reward for occupying his body.

Tang Qimo raised his head, his dark eyes stared straight at Feng Lin, and there was a touch of sarcasm and coldness. Soon, Feng Lin didn't even have time to react. He was so fast that Feng Lin thought that he was just a commoner under the illusion. Even mocking the nobles, has the world started to mess up?

In this case, he began to show no mercy.

Tang Qimo looked at the middle-aged man who was looking at him vigilantly, and smiled softly.

Did Feng Qimo see it, this is your father, this is him, he only loves himself.

Are you not reconciled?Then I will do something for you, the last thing I do is my reward for occupying your body.

Tang Qimo looked at Feng Lin, the silver-white mask reflected icy arcs under the soft light, those pitch-black eyes were as dark as splashed ink, without a gleam of brilliance, just like the darkness of an abyss with no bottom.

"Do you know a boy named Feng Qimo?"

Feng Lin was taken aback, "What?"

"I said, do you know a young man named Feng Qimo? Speaking of which, he has the same surname as yours. At that time, I thought he was your relative or child, but you said earlier that you have three children, and they are all old. I know him." That person is just a young boy, it's really a coincidence, after hearing what you said, I think his experience is the same as what you described, it's really a coincidence."

Feng Lin's pupils suddenly constricted. If he still doesn't know who it is to this extent, then he has lived for so many years in vain.

Tang Qimo continued, the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and cruel, "By the way, he once told me that he has three older brothers, his father is a high-ranking executive, and there is a mistress who doesn't like him. Do you know this person named Feng Qimo? I think he is quite pitiful. His father doesn’t love him, his mother doesn’t kiss him, and his brother doesn’t care. Don’t you think it’s sad?”

Feng Lin's face was very ugly. He suppressed his anger. He was not sure how much this young man knew, so he couldn't do anything.

Tang Qimo absorbed the murderous intent in his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, rubbed his round fingertips against the wine glass, and drew an arc along the edge of the glass, "Don't you want to know how I know him?"

"How did you know him?" Feng Lin's hoarse voice sounded, his tone astringent.

He remembered when Feng Shumo cried and told him that the child had an accident and died.

His heart skipped a beat. He didn't like that child at the time, so it didn't matter if he died, but now...

Tang Qimo smiled lightly, and his voice suddenly changed from relaxed to heavy, "Because I saved him, I saved him in the black forbidden area. Do you want to see what he looked like at that time? Not a single piece of his body was good, and he was almost killed. Tortured to death, what kind of a person who hates him would do this. I can't believe that such a cruel method fell on a weak boy. If you have the ability, can you help me find the murderer? Such a cruel murderer must be brought to justice, right?"

The last voice was a little soft, but it made people shiver for no reason.

The silver-white mask that reflected the cold light under the light seemed to be mocking, and those black eyes were full of contempt and coldness.

Feng Lin immediately understood why he felt the boy's eyes were familiar, and why he couldn't help but tell him so many things.

It turned out to be the case.

"You are my youngest son! You are Feng Shumo, you are not dead!!"

Tang Qimo was very calm, "I am not him."

He is just an outsider.

"No, you are!! You are my little son! These eyes! You are my little son." Feng Lin was sure, and leaned over to take off his mask.

Tang Qimo looked at him with a smile, feeling the golden light spot that was becoming active around him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said word by word, "Broken."

As the words fell, Feng Lin stretched out Tang Qimo's hand as if he had slowed down, and suddenly twisted it at an unbelievable angle, click, and there was a crisp and creepy sound, Feng Lin wailed in pain, clutching his hand The arms fall back into the seat.

His voice was quickly drowned out by the music, and no one noticed the interaction between the two of them.

Tang Qimo stood up calmly, stretched out his hand to arrange the clothes that were not messy at all, and said, "I'm sorry I should leave, and I'm not Feng Qimo, my name is Tang Qimo, you misidentified me .”

Feng Lin looked at him in amazement, this young man he already thought was his son exuded elegance and confidence, not at all cowardly like before, and was extremely dazzling.

He got up and left, walked a few steps, paused, turned around, couldn't see his face clearly, but felt him laughing, his voice was soft and calm, "I forgot to remind Mr. Feng, why did Feng Qimo get hurt? If it wasn't for me to save him, he would have died long ago, thanks to his good brother."

After finishing speaking, leaving Feng Lin with an uncertain expression, he left.

After changing his clothes and taking off his mask, Tang Qimo felt exhausted.

He said in his heart, Feng Qimo, you should feel at ease now.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will only grow more.If Feng Lin really felt guilty towards Feng Qimo, he wouldn't have done something.

"Who is that person?" Tang Qimo said a word out of nowhere, looked up, and saw the man standing in front of him, staring in Feng Lin's direction expressionlessly.

"Who is that person?" The man who didn't get an answer frowned, his voice was slightly cold, and the lines on his face were tense.

Tang Qimo knew that if he didn't answer, this stingy man would really get angry, sighed, and said, "My father in name." It's just this body.

"Father? Why didn't I hear you say that you still have a father before?" The man frowned, feeling annoyed that he was hiding it from his partner.

Tang Qimo knew what he was thinking when he frowned, "Because there is nothing to say, just like he is my father above Ming."

"Yeah." The man hummed, his expression much better.

Tang Qimo felt a little want to laugh, and thinking of his expressionless face just now, he wanted to laugh even more.

He poked the man's waist with his elbow and saw him frowning, "What's wrong?"

Tang Qimo said, "Did you get jealous just now, didn't you?"

The man didn't speak, but held his hand tightly.

Tang Qimo smiled, and the black eyes were smiling.

The man's heart was moved, he couldn't help but stop, hugged Tang Qimo and retreated to the wall, then grabbed his chin, made him raise his head, and pressed down his thin lips fiercely.

This kiss was hot and full of passion, and the hot lips and tongue were like the fire burning in the chest, releasing hot feelings.

While kissing him fiercely, the man hugged him tightly. How can there be such a lovely person who wants to be swallowed whole by someone, so that the two of them can be completely integrated together.

The purple eyes turned into animal-shaped vertical pupils due to desire, adding a wild sexiness to the man's handsome eyebrows.

Tang Qimo endured his fiery kiss, and the two bodies rubbed against each other, generating static numbness.

Beside the dim wall, the atmosphere is charming.

Suddenly, the man paused, his beast eyes full of wildness looked towards the darkness beside him, and his voice was cold, "Who!!"