Zheng Feiyu stood straight with his shoulders straight, without frowning.

The buoy sank suddenly, Zheng Hongming's eyes were fast, and his hand was raised. A plump silvery urn was picked out of the water, and a shimmering wave of light spilled from the broken water.

He took off the silver knuckle which was still struggling hard, and carried it in his hand. The weight was quite heavy, so he threw it into the fish basket with satisfaction and walked out of the pavilion.

"father."

Zheng Feiyu called again.

Zheng Hongming's mood was a little more pleasant, and he was willing to ignore him, but he was full of sarcasm when he said the first sentence: "The old Qin family gave birth to an Omega daughter, and the whole family held it on their apex as a baby pet. You are so good, you will be confused One, we are still hiding from us when we are one year old-how much Yan Ning wants granddaughter Omega, do you dare not know? "

Zheng Fei's heart sank, realizing that the last layer of window paper had been torn.

Father Zheng shrugged his shoulders and shattered snow, walking along the path towards the villa step by step. Zheng Feiyu followed him and said, "If your second elder likes your granddaughter, I promise, there will be some in the future."

"You promise? What guarantee do you take, just take your sperm?" Zheng Hongming turned his head and ruthlessly stabbed his son with a glance. "Yan Ning wants granddaughter Omega, I want Alpha heir, how old are you? Can you give me both? "

"Father ..." Zheng Feiyu was helpless. "If you really like that child, I'll bring it back for you tomorrow, okay?"

Mr. Zheng was furious and said, "Do you really care if I care about a girl who **** milk? The child is brought back and raised, and what about the Omega-the one that is 100% compatible with you?"

Zheng Fei stepped in a footstep: "Impossible."

"why?"

"Because I don't love him."

Zheng Hongming nodded strongly, as if accepting this reason. The next second, his face changed suddenly, and he said loudly, "Let's talk to me and understand and be confused. Are you a question of love now?"

"I ..." Zheng Fei whispered.

Where did the father get the news from?

Jiang Qi?

If it is Jiang Qi, according to his overly cautious character, I am afraid not only revealed the existence of the father and daughter of He An, but also the pheromone report released last night.

Zheng Feiyu knew he couldn't hide it, so he bit his teeth and said, "Father, I don't love him and don't need him."

Zheng Hongming sneered, and the dry, hoarse voice put the irony deep in his heart: "You don't need? What junk days and what junk things do you do these days, you don't know?"

Zheng Fei clenched his fist, braced his head and insisted, "Father, I'm fine."

"Very good? Is it so good that I don't sleep at night and run out to find people all over the street, or is it so good that I can't stay awake without soothing?" Zheng Hongming was almost furious, "Just because Jiang Qi has a little brain left, Knowing that you were dead, he had to follow the funeral and tell me about it in 1510, otherwise it would take a long time for Sheng Sheng to be completely destroyed. I do n’t know if it was destroyed in the hands of an Omega who did n’t even have serious work! "

Sure enough, it was Jiang Qi.

This man had superb medical skills, but at the critical moment chose to turn his back on his father.

Father Zheng opened the carved door and entered the living room with a raging anger.

Xu mother burned a pot of mountain spring water, intended to make tea for them, and heard the sound, hurriedly wiped the apron to come over to meet. When she first saw Zheng Hongming's angry face, she couldn't help but look at Zheng Feiyan's soaked shirt. She was a little puzzled: "Master, second master, what's wrong with you two?"

Zheng Hongming handed her the heavy fish basket and said thickly, "Take it in the kitchen and stew it, and stew the white soup. It will be rotten, pick off the bones, and give Yanning a cup."

"Okay, I'll tell you!"

Mom Xu took the bamboo basket and was overjoyed to see the lively and rich silver urn inside. She explained the stew to the chef, and came over holding a towel to wipe Zheng Feiyu. The father and son were no longer in the living room.

The second-floor study has sufficient heating.

Zheng Feizhen sat upright on the sofa. He didn't wipe his face. The rain continued to drip from the edges of his jaw, shirt and trousers, making the sofa wet with a contour.

Mr. Zheng didn't feel bad about his son at all, his face was calm, Gu Zi lighted a cigarette, and he smoked a pot of silver-edged Meran beside Shuye sprouting fiercely.

Floor-to-ceiling windows isolated the severe cold, and it was getting closer and closer to noon, and the temperature did not pick up. I could still see a few drizzles just now, and now there was only a blizzard of snow. The snow foam, which was as thin as salt, also thickened, as if shattering tens of millions of duck down pillows, pressing down one by one.

"Get people back before the shareholders' meeting on Friday."

After smoking half a cigarette, Father Zheng finally opened his mouth.

"Sorry, I can't do it." Zheng Feiyu refused to compromise, "Father, give me a little more time, I can solve it myself."

Zheng Hongming sneered: "You were willing to ask for help from the very beginning, and you used the worst way. Now you do n’t want to be a cliff, but when do you want to drag it? Did n’t that Omega like you and follow you willingly? You brought him back Give him a room and raise it as a flower and a bird's land. He has no identity, no background, and an ant on the bottom of the market. It ca n’t hurt you if you break the sky. You can still go out and spend time in the future. Whoever you marry, who needs pheromones, come back to bed-is it difficult? "