Chapter 439 Do you mind having a father?
"Ah? Yes! Yes!"
Zheng Wenwen immediately touched the ring nervously, preparing to take out the most precious treasure of heaven, material and earth.
Looking at Zheng Wenwen’s nervous look, Zhang Yuhe couldn’t help but laugh, “I was joking, I think you’re anxious.”
“Hehe...hehe.”
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Zheng Wenwen giggled and touched his head.
"Grandma, what is this?"
Du Qingyu took the box and looked at the withered flowers inside, which didn't look good at all.
"This is a treasure of heaven and earth, which can allow you to enter the late stage of the transformation realm."
Zhang Yuhe smiled and touched Du Qingyu's head, "Thank you, Senior Zheng."
"Wow! Can you enter the late stage of transformation?"
Du Qingyu looked surprised. She hurriedly lowered her head to Zheng Wenwen, "Thank you, Senior Zheng!"
"What is your name, Senior?" Feng Lin smiled and put his arm around Zheng Wenwen's shoulders, "Old Zheng, you are grandma's senior brother, please ask Grandpa Zheng to get closer."
Zheng Wenwen secretly gave Feng Lin a thumbs up from behind.
High!
It’s really high!
Fortunately, I brought Feng Lin with me.
Facing Zhang Yuhe, he was too nervous to turn his head.
Zheng Wenwen coughed lightly and said with a smile: "That's right, Qingyu, just call me grandpa."
"Thank you, Grandpa Zheng!"
Du Qingyu smiled sweetly.
"Haha! Okay, okay."
Zheng Wenwen nodded repeatedly.
"Qingyu, I haven't met your mother yet. Since you are here this time, please take me to meet her."
When Feng Lin spoke, he glanced at the people beside him. Zheng article.
Zheng Wenwen nodded secretly, understanding that this was Feng Lin giving him the opportunity to create a world between two people.
“Our boss is not here today.”
Zhang Yuhe suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Grandma..."
Before Du Qingyu finished speaking, Zhang Yuhe continued, "She was seriously injured and is currently recuperating elsewhere."
Last time, Du Zilan had already told everything about her and Feng Lin.
Du Zilan is currently in the ruins. If Feng Lin just lets Feng Lin know Du Zilan's identity.
Both of them may die socially.
So, Zhang Yuhe felt that the best way was to prevent the two people from meeting each other.
"That's such a coincidence." Feng Lin spread his hands with a smile and continued, "In that case, Qingyu, let's go outside and have a look."
"Okay!"
Du Qingyu nodded.
They were just about to leave when the door of a room in the villa was opened.
Du Zilan walked over with a calm face, "Qingyu, in a moment you will..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Feng Lin next to her.
The sound stopped suddenly, and I felt goosebumps all over my body.
She immediately turned around and walked inside.
"Old woman, why are you running?"
Feng Lin walked over with a smile and put his arm around Du Zilan's shoulders.
Zhang Yuhe sighed helplessly when he saw this scene. Now that they have met, there is nothing he can do.
"Brother, come with me to see the ruins."
Zhang Yuhe looked at Zheng Wenwen with a smile.
“Okay.”
Zheng Wenwen nodded.
Du Qingyu was still dumbfounded. It was not until Zhang Yuhe and Zheng Wenwen entered that she pointed at Feng Lin.
"What are you doing? You dare to call my mother an old woman. Do you want to die?"
Du Qingyu didn't know what happened between the two.
She only knew that her mother had a bad temper, and Feng Lin would definitely be beaten for being so rude.
"Mom?"
Feng Lin's body stiffened, and he gingerly retracted his arm on Du Zilan's shoulder.
The old woman is Du Qingyu's mother?
This...how is it possible!
Feng Lin's body kept moving back, and finally sat on the sofa behind him.
Looking at the faces of the two of them, he finally understood why he felt like Du Zilan had seen them before somewhere.
Actually, it was not that I had met Du Zilan, but that I had met Du Qingyu. Their faces are very similar.
Feng Lin suddenly began to feel his heart beat faster, his face became hot, and his old face began to turn red.
He thought he was very thick-skinned, but he still couldn't easily accept what was happening in front of him.
I did those things to Du Qingyu’s mother in the island country before.
"Qingyu, who is this? So rude!"
Du Zilan glanced at Feng Lin with a calm expression.
What else can we do now?
She could only pretend that she didn't know Feng Lin. Only in this way could she ease the embarrassment.
"Mom! He is Feng Lin." Du Qingyu immediately explained, "Don't be angry with him, that's just the way he is."
Feng Lin was sitting on the sofa, still No relief.
This is so fucking embarrassing.
Although the engagement with Du Qingyu was broken off, it was still embarrassing.
"Feng Lin, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you apologize to my mother quickly?"
Du Qingyu hit Feng Lin on the arm.
“Let me slow down for a moment.”
Feng Lin covered his eyes with his hands. If he followed Du Zilan's wishes, he would pretend that he didn't know her before.
Then if we meet again in the future, something will always feel wrong.
He believes that if this is the case, the two of them will feel guilty whenever they meet.
It may even lead to estrangement between mother and daughter.
Ordinary people would definitely follow Du Zilan and pretend not to know him.
But Feng Lin was not an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, Feng Lin stood up with a smile on his face, "Qingyu, where is your father?"
"My father has died a long time ago, why do you ask this?"
Du Qingyu took out the lollipop from her mouth and asked in confusion.
"Then...do you mind having a father?"
Feng Lin asked with a solemn expression. He naturally knew this. Du Zilan had told him this before.
In an instant, the living room of the villa fell into silence.
“F*ck!”
Du Qingyu’s face turned red, she cursed angrily, grabbed Feng Lin’s arm and threw him out.
“You are looking for death!”
Du Zilan was also stunned. Is there something wrong with this kid?
She punched Feng Lin in the stomach.
Whoosh!
Feng Lin's body flew out from the villa door.
"Bah! You bastard! I regard you as a friend, but you actually want to be my dad?"
Du Qingyu shouted angrily.
"Qingyu, I'll kill him!"
Du Zilan also said angrily.
"Mom, no, just teach me a lesson. Feng Lin is such a rude person!"
Du Qingyu hurriedly stopped Du Zilan.
At this time, Feng Lin came to the villa again, put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled: "Haha! I'm not kidding."
"Feng Lin! You are dreaming!"
Du Qingyu hugged Holding Du Zilan's arm, "Mom, beat him!"
Du Zilan nodded. She just took a few steps forward and suddenly froze in place.
Did Feng Lin say that on purpose?
Now that he had made things clear, her originally depressed mood was released.
In this case, there will be no gap between her and Du Qingyu, but they will become closer.
"Mom! Beat him up! You don't really like this bastard, do you?"
Du Qing said stomping his feet.
“Yes, he is quite handsome.”
Du Zilan turned around with a smile.
Feng Lin raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Du Zilan had already guessed it.
"You... are annoying!"
Du Qingyu rushed towards Feng Lin, stretched out his pink fist and hit Feng Lin's chest.
"Haha! Qingyu, mom is just kidding."
Du Zilan pulled Du Qingyu and smiled, "Feng Lin's father and I are friends."
Hearing this, Du Qingyu remembered that when he first remembered, his mother said Pass.
She knows Feng Lin’s father.
Thinking of this, she calmed down.
"I'm not kidding, I have liked this old aunt since I was a child." Feng Lin smiled lightly.
(End of this chapter)