Fenghou paused and coughed, "I have a few words to tell you."

Feng Xiao nodded, closed the lid of the notebook, and pointed to the sofa opposite the study, "Please sit down."

With alienated attitudes, the two are like friends in the mall.

Sitting on the sofa, Feng Hou looked at Feng Xiao's study first.

Feng Xiao's study is usually not visited by anyone, only An Mu occasionally comes in to help him clean up.

Feng Hou was very pleased to see that this place was neat and orderly, and his son was tall and mighty now, and then said, "Feng Xiao, treat An Mu better."

Feng Xiao was taken aback.

Fenghou said, "She gave you a baby, it is not easy, and I have seen these days, she is a good girl, you should cherish it, otherwise, you will regret it later."

When Feng Xiao heard this, his face suddenly sank, "So, you are now regretting not being with Xia Xinbing?!"

Feng Hou was taken aback, "What do you mean? Guan Xia Xinbing, what's the matter?"

Feng Xiao snorted coldly, "Then what do you mean?"

Feng Hou thought about what he had just said, and suddenly he couldn't help crying or laughing, "Do you think... what I mean is to regret Xia Xinbing? Where did you go? When did I say I like Xia Xinbing?!"

Feng Xiao's expression flickered and snorted coldly, "Then what do you mean?"

Feng Hou was silent for a moment. The people who had always been tit-for-tat, suddenly thought of the response between An Mu and Deng Yuanchen just now. Deng Yuanchen was right. Sometimes, frankly, it's really a very important thing.

He sighed, "I regret that I have treated your mother badly for so many years."

Feng Xiao was taken aback.

Fenghou fell into the memory.

He seemed to think of the past, and after waiting for a while, Fenghou came back to his senses, then stood up, "I'm here to tell you this, the women outside... don't mess with it."

Feng Xiao sneered, "My own wife, of course I will treat her well, unlike someone."

Fenghou blushed, and his temper came up suddenly, "You...!"

"Moreover, I'm afraid the old lady wouldn't think so. Today, the old lady let Mao Qian go home for dinner again." Feng Xiao directly blocked Feng Hou's words.

Feng Hou was stunned, "Huh?"

Feng Xiao snorted coldly, "Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can call back and ask!"

Fenghou sighed, "The old lady... also because she doesn't like An Mu. An Mu is a little bit small in front of her."

"So, do you want my wife to be angry in front of her?" Feng Xiao sneered, "I was not raised by her, she has no kindness to me!"

Fenghou was choked again.

He looked at Feng Xiao, unable to say a word for a while.

Finally, Fenghou sighed and left Feng Xiao's study.

Feng Xiao looked at Feng Hou's back, rubbed his forehead, and thought, if it wasn't for you to see the old lady's personality, Mao Qian wouldn't have to act in the old house, and he and An Mu would not have to work so hard. Up!

After Feng Hou entered Feng Xiao's office, the two women in the living room downstairs calmed down and looked upstairs with fear.

The father and son quarreled as soon as they met, and they would do it at every turn. This time...

The two of them were worried for a while before they found Fenghou had come out.

An Mu and Deng Yanchen looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.