Master, he always loves acting

Qiao Ye hung up the phone and walked back. Just as he was about to go up to the third floor, he saw Feng Yijun who was already washing tea in the living room. He was stunned for a moment, walked over, and said, "Miss Song has been sent back to Mingjing Garden." .”

Feng Yijun laughed when he heard this, saw him standing beside him and asked him to sit down without making a sound, and after a cup of tea was brewed, he said lightly, "Qiao Ye, you can do such an unwise thing .”

Qiao Ye thought he was talking about entering the study, and explained, "I really need you for something."

Feng Yijun glanced at him and said, "Are you waiting for me to ask you to sit down?"

Hearing this, Qiao Ye took two steps forward and sat opposite him, and heard him say, "Is there a boss named Song in Mingjingyuan? Wouldn't it be better if you asked me?"

Qiao Ye was not at all surprised that he knew what he had asked, so he just glanced at him and said, "They told me Mr. Song just moved to Weiming recently."

Feng Yijun didn't say right or wrong, and said, "What else did you hear?"

"This Mr. Song is familiar with Aunt Ying, and they even had dinner together."

"Well, what else?"

"I heard that Mr. Song took this Miss Song to have a meal with you and Aunt Ying."

Feng Yijun smiled lightly, "I have heard a lot, is there anything else?"

Qiao Ye shook his head, and just asked, "I'm not interested in this President Song, I just want to know why I don't know these things."

It is Qiao Ye's natural reaction to have such doubts. He has been taking care of Feng Yijun and Feng's family, including Feng's.Feng Yijun has always been arranged by him in every detail.

But for such an important matter, a person who was not on Qiao Yeren's list appeared in Feng Yijun and Wu Ruoying's guest list, and Qiao Ye didn't hear the slightest bit of news.

There was only one reason, and Feng Yijun deliberately kept him from knowing.

Qiao Ye looked at him and asked, "Why?"

Feng Yijun poured out the tea in his hand, looked at Qiao Ye, and said calmly, "Of course it's because there's no need to tell you."

"Because of my confession?" Qiao Ye tried his best to restrain himself, told himself to be calm, and asked suppressing his anger.

Feng Yijun didn't say yes or no, he just said: "I think you should have your own life and life."

"I have." Qiao Ye looked at Feng Yijun firmly, and said step by step: "I don't need you to arrange my life, and I don't need you to make decisions for me. I can live as I like."

Feng Yijun also looked at him, paused for a moment and said, "You don't, you shouldn't just have me and the Feng family in your life."

Before Qiao Ye could speak, he continued: "Last time you said that I couldn't live without you, and I think you were right. You have the confidence to say such a thing because it is the truth."

"But," Feng Yijun leaned back slightly, "I don't think I need you to exist as a machine beside Feng Yijun."

Hearing what he said, Qiao Ye suddenly couldn't help his anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "I'm happy! You don't care!"

"Qiao Ye." Feng Yijun interrupted him, looked at his eyes that seemed to be foggy and said, "I think Miss Song is very good, and she is suitable to appear in Feng's house as my wife. Do you understand?"

do you understand?He gets it.

When Qiao Ye heard this sentence, all the thorns that had been erected just now seemed to shrink back in an instant. He froze for a moment, and then subconsciously stared at Feng Yijun, panicking.

Then there was a short silence, Feng Yijun didn't speak again, and soon he heard the laughter from Qiao Ye on the opposite side.

Qiao Ye's smile was not subtle, and even that smile made people think that this person was crazy. Feng Yijun just sat there watching, without any disturbance, and had no intention of stopping him.

Until Qiao Ye slowly stopped laughing, he raised his head and looked at Feng Yijun with a sneer, it was the first time he stared at Feng Yijun so fearlessly, and said, "It turns out that I'm even better than I imagined." It will also affect your life and decisions even more, do you think I should be happy or cry?"

Feng Yijun also looked back, unable to distinguish his emotions, he said, "Xiao Ye, let yourself go."

"It's because you can't let me go." Qiao Ye didn't hiss or lose control of his emotions, but responded to Feng Yijun with a calmness that he didn't expect, and even laughed softly, "Brother, you really don't care about me." Do you care?"

Feng Yijun shook his head slightly. Qiao Ye couldn't distinguish the complex emotions revealed in those eyes. He said, "Xiao Ye, you know that you belong to the Feng family, and everyone recognizes you as the Feng family."

Qiao Ye didn't know what kind of smile it should be. For a moment, it seemed that he wanted to cry. He shook his head and said, "If this is the reason you gave me, I would rather not be the Feng family."

Without waiting for Feng Yijun to respond, he looked at him with tenderness in his eyes and said, "Do you know who I have been for the past 28 years. I was abandoned from birth, and the people who abandoned me except the baby Swaddles and a name gave me nothing. You picked me up. Even that, I heard from other people."

Feng Yijun frowned slightly, thinking about that day, when he was only 12 years old, Feng Weihua was still alive, Feng Tian was not yet born, and there were only two children in this family, Xiaoxi and him.

By nature, even though Wu Ruoying took good care of the two of them, Feng Yijun still grew up in such a family environment as a ruthless and cruel boy.

He knows what kind of business his family is in, what kind of status his father is, and the uncles and uncles who come and go in the family, he has seen their amiable appearance, and he has also seen them chatting and laughing to decide on some people. destiny.But Feng Yijun felt that it was nothing important, because the Feng family's house was like a reliable peach garden, and his father Feng Weihua was the magic needle in the peach garden. As long as he was there, he would never have to be afraid.

That day Feng Yijun played football by himself in the backyard. This was a homework assigned by the teacher. He didn't play well and refused to admit defeat. He had to practice outside the garden in the backyard every day when he returned home.

Maybe it was because of kicking for too long, one of the feet lost strength, and the ball rolled away.

Feng Yijun took a few breaths and walked over slowly to pick up the ball, but the ball was blocked by the fence and could not go out.He walked up to the ball and was about to change direction and kick it back when he heard a cry, a cry of a baby.

Feng Yijun stopped the movement of his feet and looked out suspiciously. Because of the limited angle, he could faintly see something on the ground not far away, and the sound came from there.

He pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, walked to the back door, and decided to ask the guard to open the door and take a look.

After bypassing a wall, there was indeed a neatly wrapped baby lying on the ground in that place, and the crying sound was still a little bit of strength, maybe it had just been thrown here not long ago.

Although Feng Yijun is young, he is somewhat vigilant because of family reasons.He thought about it a few times, but didn't make any quick moves. He looked around and saw the surveillance camera under the wall of his house, so he got hesitant for a while.

It happened that at this time the guard was worried that he would go out the back door by himself, and asked someone to follow him, "Master, what are you doing here?"

Feng Yijun crouched on the bed, looked at the little baby on the ground whose face was already blushing from crying, and remembered that Xiaoxi was also pink and cute when he was a child, like a little dumpling, he gestured twice and was afraid of falling him, when someone happened to come , he said, "Take him back."

The subordinates didn't have much to say, these things were decided by sister Hua Ying, and the young master's orders were naturally to be done, so he picked up the little boy carefully and hurriedly.

Feng Yunxi was very happy to see that there was an extra child in the family and asked: "Brother, who is this? Is it a younger sister?"

Feng Yijun stood beside the crib arranged by the babysitter with his hands behind his back and said, "It's a man, he picked it up outside."

"Ah? Picked it up?" Feng Yunxi looked at the little baby with wide eyes and said in surprise: "Brother, can children pick it up anywhere?"

Feng Yijun smiled at her stupid look, and said, "I can't tell him to die outside if I see it?"

Feng Yunxi nodded and thought it made sense, and was attracted by the child for a while, went over to him and poked his face, saw him sleeping soundly and smiled, "Brother! He is quite cute!"

"Yeah." Feng Yijun glanced at the two of them and nodded. In fact, he also thought it was quite cute. When Xiaoxi was young, he was not very big, so he didn't have a deep impression of Xiaoxi's baby. Kind of cute.

At this moment, Feng Weihua and Feng Weihua came back, and asked with a smile: "Son, how are you doing today? What have you done?"

Before Feng Yijun could speak, Feng Yunxi had already skipped over, threw himself into Feng Weihua's arms and said, "Dad, Dad, look quickly! My brother picked up a younger brother!"

Feng Weihua has already received the news. Hearing this, he hugged his daughter with a smile and said, "Your brother is really capable, come here, let me see what kind of brother I picked up?"

Wu Ruoying had already stepped forward, seeing that the child on the small bed was sleeping soundly and did not wake him up, she flipped through it lightly, and when Feng Weihua came over, she whispered: "Brother Hua, you are very neatly dressed, you don't look good. Big, like a full moon."

Feng Weihua nodded, and also reached out to look at the swaddling clothes that wrapped him, and touched the words embroidered inside with one hand. He opened it and saw that it was the word "Joe", guessing that it might be the child's name or surname.

The two looked at each other, and Wu Ruoying said, "Let's check first and then make a decision."

Feng Yijun stood not far away and waited for the two people to make a decision. Seeing that they seemed to have stopped, he stepped forward and said, "I saw a camera in our yard behind, maybe you can check it out."

Feng Weihua nodded in agreement, and boasted: "Yijun's idea is very good, let's talk about it."

Feng Yijun said: "This child is neatly dressed, it doesn't look like it was thrown away at random, and I feel like it was deliberately thrown near our house. I don't know anything else. I just think that such a small baby cannot Lying outside and dying, I picked it up."

Feng Weihua patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Son, you've done a great job, you're worthy of being my son, hahahahaha. Don't worry, it's fine. We'll talk about it after we have someone check it out."

Feng Yijun nodded without any objection.

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