Chapter 24 (2/2)

It's seven ten now. For more than twenty years, his eldest son has never gone downstairs more than seven in the morning. In other words, canonization has always been pinched and appeared downstairs on time at seven.

”I didn't sleep well last night.” Thinking of the reason why he was late to go downstairs, Feng Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly, but he still sat down in Feng Qiyue's right hand with an expressionless face.

Feng Qiyue looked at the canonization with deep meaning. He didn't believe in the explanation of canonization at all.

The strong self-control of canonization often makes him feel inferior as a father, because it is impossible for him to be late if he doesn't sleep well.

However, in the calm attitude of canonization, Feng Qiyue didn't understand the reason for his perfunctory canonization for a while, so he followed him.

Feng Sheng opened his seat and sat down. Not long after, a man came out of the kitchen. He turned his eyes and saw that it was Luo Ying, so he nodded slightly and said, ”good morning, aunt Luo.”

”Good morning.” When Luo Ying saw the canonization, her face was filled with a gentle and warm smile full of maternal love.

Although Feng Sheng never called her mother, it still couldn't stop her from paying a flood of maternal love to Feng Qiyue's children.

The children were so old that she and Feng Qiyue reorganized their family. It's normal that the children are not used to being reluctant to change their words. It seems that Yang Yang doesn't want to call Feng Qiyue her father. She understands, and Feng Qiyue understands.

”Yang Yang, why haven't you come down yet.” Luo Ying just wanted to sit down. Only then did she find that her daughter had not appeared and asked the family to wait for her younger generation. The little girl was getting older and younger.

As soon as Luo Yangyang came to the door of the restaurant, he heard her mother talking about her and hurriedly stepped in: ”Mom.”

”Yang Yang, come here and wait for you alone.” Luo Ying smiled gently and greeted Luo Yangyang to her side.

Luo Yangyang stood at the end of the long table and didn't hurry to walk over, but looked along the other two lines of sight.

”Good morning, uncle.” Luo Yangyang first looked at the gentle Feng Qiyue and nodded politely to say hello. Then he looked numbly and stared at her canonization. ”Good morning, brother.”