"Brother, give me my phone."

Yan Manlong suppressed the emotions that surged into his heart, and his slender white hand stretched out to Xiao Xiao.

Although it is an open voice.

But she still wanted to hold the phone, and as soon as she took it, she asked eagerly, "Uncle Feng, do you know my mother?" ”

"Manman, don't worry, if the woman in the photo is really your mother, then I know her."

"Do you know where she is now? Or you can tell me how you met, how much do you know about her, she ......"

There are so many questions I want to ask.

Those questions are scrambling to get out.

"Manman, you have too many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

Feng Chuan's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Man frowned and said, "Does Uncle Feng know who my dad is?" ”

She had asked so many questions just now, such an important question, but she had omitted it.

Not only did she want to know, but Lu Jieling and Xiao Xiao also wanted to know.

Three pairs of eyes stared at the mobile phone screen together, eager to stare at Feng Chuan on the other side of the radio wave.

But Feng Chuan, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent and didn't speak.

The silent breath spread along the airwaves, like an invisible hand grabbing the heart at once.

She subconsciously bit her red lip.

"Brother Chuan, you mean, who is Manman's father?"

Lu Jieling couldn't wait to ask.

——

The second room of the war family.

As soon as Zhan Qingyu entered the living room, he saw Cheng Qiao and Zhan Jinhuai waiting on the sofa.

He frowned, walked over slowly, and before he could speak, Zhan Jinhuai's scolding smashed at him.

"Qingyu, what's the matter with you?"

Zhan Qingyu's eyes were cold, and his expression was too lazy to disguise.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"You ......"

Zhan Jinhuai stared at him with an indifferent look, is this still his son?

It's completely an unfilial son who makes him want to beat him up.

He slapped the table angrily, "You get down on my knees and take a good look at what you've done in the past two days." ”

"Jinbo, Qingyu has grown up, don't be like this at every turn."

Cheng Qiao was frightened, and hurriedly reached out to pull him who was pointing at Zhan Qingyu.

He looked up again and said to Zhan Qingyu, who was standing there with an indifferent face, "Qingyu, this matter is your fault, you apologize to your father first."

It was your own idea to pursue Zixin at the beginning, but now that Zixin is married to you, you treat her as an invisible person.

This is what a responsible man should do. ”

Zhan Qingyu's eyebrows were stained with a faint coolness, and he looked at Cheng Qiao and Zhan Jinhuai indifferently, "Dad, Mom, I'm tired, I'll go upstairs to sleep first." ”

"Qingyu, you stop for me."

Zhan Jinhuai pushed Cheng Qiao away and stood up.

Spitting fire glared at Zhan Qingyu, who had turned around and turned his back to him.

"Sit down and tell if you're demon-possessed. What you've done during this time has been weird. ”

Beside him, Cheng Qiao, who was pushed down on the sofa, sat up again and pulled the corner of his clothes.

Zhan Jinhuai suppressed the anger in his heart and softened his tone a little, "Qingyu, did you lose confidence in yourself because of Milo's failure.

Didn't you say that before? Zhan Qianyan won't always be lucky. You see, Zixin is married to you now, and it's time for you to transit.

As long as we have Tian Tianqing's support, plus two percent of your grandfather's shares, we can completely defeat Zhan Qianyan. ”