Chapter 1162: No One Pulls Him Again

She put the changed shoes in the cupboard, and when she saw Feng Chen's standing still, she glanced at him.

Seeing him frowning and looking in a certain direction, she looked along and saw Feng Yi on the sofa.

She suddenly became nervous, and her scalp was a little numb.

Feng Yi came forward to look for her, and he also had a straight face, which made her a little scared.

Because of her carelessness, the Feng family lost its eldest grandson, and she became more and more afraid to face Feng Yi.

Feng Chen raised her feet and walked towards Feng Yi, she hesitated for a moment, and followed him slowly.

As soon as Feng Chen approached, he said, "What are you doing?" ”

Don't say it's Song Zhiyue, even Aunt Xiao can hear it, and there is obvious unwelcome in his tone.

Feng Yitie blushed with a face: "I'm your father, I'll come to you, you still don't allow it?" ”

Feng Chen's face was expressionless, and he just wrote the three words "unwelcome" on his face: "I'm not where you should be." ”

Feng Yi glared at him and looked at Aunt Xiao: "When is the meal going to begin?" ”

Aunt Xiao looked at Feng Chen, she could see that Feng Chen didn't welcome his father, so Feng Chen didn't speak, she didn't dare to move.

Feng Chen smiled coldly and said mockingly: "What's the matter, the food cooked by the chef of the Feng family is not to your taste?" Running to me to eat? ”

Feng Yi glared at him angrily: "Is this what you should say to your father as a son?" What's wrong with me staying for a meal? Do you still have to count the rice and vegetable money with me? ”

Feng Chen snorted coldly, and was about to speak again, but Song Zhiyue pulled his clothes and stopped him.

Song Zhiyue looked at Aunt Xiao: "Let's eat." ”

Aunt Xiao looked at Feng Chen again, hesitated for a moment and entered the kitchen, and put the meal on the table.

Song Zhiyue looked at Feng Yi and said, "Uncle, you move your seat." ”

Feng Chen looked at her sideways: "Change your words." ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned, secretly glanced at Feng Yi, and shouted hesitantly: "Dad." ”

Feng Yi snorted coldly, got up and entered the restaurant.

Seeing that he was not angry, but his face was stinky, it seemed that he knew about her and Feng Chen's certificate.

Song Zhiyue's apprehension in her heart decreased slightly, she was afraid that Feng Yi would get angry, but fortunately she didn't.

She was about to wash her hands, but she was dragged by Feng Chen, and she turned her head to look at Feng Chen suspiciously.

"I'll treat the wound on your face." After Feng Chen finished speaking, he let go of her and walked to the TV cabinet, took out the disinfectant from it, and then returned to her, "Sit down." ”

"A little injury doesn't get in the way, Dad is still waiting."

Although she couldn't see it, the sharp pain of Liang Weirong's nails cutting across her face could make her guess that she must have broken her face.

Feng Chen sat down according to her: "If he wants to wait, let him wait, if he doesn't want to wait, just go, and no one pulls him." ”

His voice was not lowered, it was an ordinary tone, Feng Yi, who had already sat in the restaurant, heard it, and looked at them with a gloomy face, Song Zhiyue only felt panicked.

Dusty unscrewed the lid of the disinfectant, dipped a little with a cotton swab, and wiped her wound.

Her bun face was white and tender, and her nails had been scratched in several places, as if she had destroyed a beautiful ceramic artwork.

Feng Chen kept twisting his eyebrows, and then gave her medicine on the wound on her forehead by the way.

After taking the medicine, the two went to wash their hands and entered the restaurant, Feng Yi did not move the chopsticks first, but waited for them.

When Feng Yi came, Aunt Xiao had already prepared the meal, so it was still the same as usual, six dishes and one soup, but it was enough for them to eat.

With Feng Yi here, Aunt Xiao naturally won't eat at the same table with Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue as usual.

(End of chapter)