As soon as Ni Ping said this, the car immediately fell into a strange silence.

Feng Jingteng turned his head and looked out the window, subconsciously shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Ni Ping shook her head helplessly.

She knows her son best.

Although they are almost three years old, their minds are still like children...

Mother and son are in love, how could she not know what Feng Jingteng is thinking?

But he and Beibei are indeed...destined to be together but not separated.

She sighed softly, and she slowly corrected her sitting position and stopped mentioning this matter to Feng Jingteng. She was afraid that he would really do something impulsive if he stimulated him again.

.....

Along the way, Feng Jingteng stopped talking, and several people in the car remained silent.

The car slowly stopped at the Feng family.

After getting off the car, Feng's father and Feng's mother walked towards the living room first.

Seeing that Feng’s father and mother had disappeared at the door, Feng Jingteng slowly went down.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, when I turned around, I caught a glimpse of Guan Jiarong who was holding the car door and getting off the car with a grievance.

Thinking that she had just had the surgery, she was afraid that she would fall, so she subconsciously reached out to help her.

As soon as his hand reached out, his eyes suddenly met Feng Yanyu's hot eyes. His hands shrank, but he turned around.

"Jingteng."

As soon as he turned around, Feng Yanyu's low-hearted voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Feng Jingteng took a quick step, turned his head to look at him with a look, frowned slightly: "What, brother, are you in trouble?"

"What's going on with Han Yun'an's beating a woman you mentioned? He dares to hit Beibei?"

Feng Jingteng did not expect that Feng Yanyu would ask Li Beibei so bluntly in front of Guan Jiarong, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Guan Jiarong's white mouth, she chuckled and said, "It's all over. My mother said just now, it's not our business. Brother, the person you should care about now should be your wife."

Upon hearing this, Guan Jiarong immediately held her breath and walked forward slowly to hold Feng Yanyu's hand.

He said softly: "Yanyu, why don't we go in first! Mom and Dad are waiting inside."

"Jing Teng is a rare time to come back, so you can't let him stand outside all the time!"

As he said that, he grabbed Feng Yanyu's hand, and then Feng Yanyu responded, turned his head and glanced at her, and walked forward.

The hand was thrown away by Feng Yanyu, Guan Jiarong froze, slowly retracted her hand, turned to look at Feng Jingteng, and gently pulled the corners of her white lips: "Just...thank you for speaking for me just now."

Looking at her hot eyes, Feng Jingteng felt disgusted inexplicably, subconsciously identified and opened his eyes, and asked casually: "Does the wound still hurt?"

"It's just a minor operation, and I haven't done it before...I can bear it." Guan Jiarong shook her head, gently lowered her eyelashes, her lips were still pale, but her face turned a little red because of her nervousness: "I mean..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jingteng frowned, gently staring at Guan Jiarong, thinking: "No need to explain."

"You can rest during this period! I'll just say hello to the flight."

"Jingteng...thank you." Guan Jiarong's nose was slightly sour and she was already a little red.

In the past few years since she got married to Feng Yanyu, she and Feng Jingteng are also very unfamiliar. Even if she meets her at the company, she will at most just say hello.
Chapter completed!