Feng Yi was still daring to be angry, and went to the upstairs study, and Liang Weirong also returned to the room.

Feng Chen rarely got off work early, and was about to accompany Song Zhiyue for a walk, but as soon as he stood up, he heard Wen Mei say, "I have something to tell you." ”

Feng Chen looked at her and said with a faint expression: "If you say let's continue to live here, then don't say it, I have made up my mind." ”

Wen Mei didn't want to talk about this matter, but when she heard him mention it, her attitude was so resolute, she frowned.

"Didn't we say okay at that time, if I do the three things you said, will you go back to Feng's house?"

Feng Chen said: "I'm back, but I didn't say that I have to live in the Feng family. ”

Wen Mei looked at Song Zhiyue, her eyes full of resentment.

I can't even do this little thing, I really don't know what the use of asking her is!

Feng Chen's eyes were slightly gloomy: "It's useless for you to stare at her again, I have the final say in this matter!" ”

Wen Mei held her breath in her heart, but there were more important things at the moment, and she put this matter aside for now.

She told the butler and the other servants to retreat, and the three of them were left in the living room.

She glanced at Song Zhiyue's stomach: "You have been married for so long, why haven't you moved?" ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, but after understanding what she was asking, her face was embarrassed, and she looked down at her toes.

Feng Chen guessed why Wen Mei suddenly asked them this, and knew what she was thinking.

He said: "He didn't say that if he has a son, he can inherit his position, what are you anxious about?" ”

"I'm not just in case." Wen Mei regretted taking Yan Xiao home, and she looked at Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue again, "You had a child earlier." ”

"There will be times when there will be." After Feng Chen finished speaking, he took Song Zhiyue out of the living room.

From the walk all the way back to the room, Song Zhiyue didn't say a word.

Less than two minutes after returning to the room, Feng Chen's mobile phone rang, and he stood in front of the window to answer the phone.

Song Zhiyue nestled on the sofa, looking at his back thoughtfully.

When he finished calling, she couldn't help but ask, "Don't you like children?" ”

Feng Chen looked at her, a trace of confusion flashed between his eyebrows: "Why do you ask that?" ”

Song Zhiyue said: "Mom just said let us have a baby, your attitude is very perfunctory, and every time you go to see Little Pea and Little Obsession, you never hug them." ”

Feng Chen couldn't cry or laugh: "It's not that I don't want to hug, it's that you are competing to hug it, where is my share?" ”

"Then why did you perfunctory mom just now?" Song Zhiyue muttered.

Feng Chen walked up to her and sat down next to her: "Now is not the time, when I clear the obstacles in front of me, then our child will be born healthy and healthy, and then grow up safely." ”

Feng Shen was staring at him all the time, wishing that he would die.

If Song Zhiyue is pregnant at this time, it is definitely not a wise choice.

Although he can protect Song Zhiyue now, he has limited energy after all, and if there is one more, he doesn't know if he can protect it.

is a cautious and insidious person, and even his own children can do it, let alone his.

He didn't want their children to come into this world and have any accidents.

Song Zhiyue understood his words, nodded, and hooked his index finger with a white and tender finger: "I know." ”

Feng Chen saw that the worry between her eyebrows dissipated, and pinched her face: "Even if I don't like children, I will still let you give birth, I can't let myself be eliminated, right?" ”