"What are you doing? Didn't you see that there are guests here? You are yelling and yelling, and there are no rules at all. There are really just as many servants as there are masters. I am so angry."

Lin Qiangwei pointed at the servant and cursed angrily.

But he forgot that he was also the master of this family. Didn't he also scold himself? Is it possible that all members of the Lin family have the habit of scolding themselves?

Lin Zefeng secretly chuckled in his heart.

The servant glanced at Lin Zefeng secretly, pulled Lin Qiangwei back, put his mouth to her ear, covered it with his hands, and whispered.

Lin Zefeng frowned, turned around knowingly, deliberately walked to the column and touched it, and then touched the statue next to it to look at it intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking back unintentionally, she saw Lin Qiangwei's expression changed drastically.

But when she saw him looking over, she immediately returned to her previous expression, smiled and said to Lin Zefeng:

"Um... Xiaofeng, I'm so sorry. Look... our stupid servant just came to remind me that the company has a meeting at 3pm and there is a very important project waiting for me to discuss. Look at this now

time……"

Lin Qiangwei pointed to the diamond-encrusted watch on her hand. It was already 14:40.

"oh."

Lin Zefeng raised his head, as if he had just reacted, and nodded again and said:

"It's okay, aunt. I have something to do later anyway, so I won't bother you. I'll go first."

Lin Qiangwei smiled awkwardly, walked over intimately, patted Lin Zefeng on the shoulder and said:

"Really, this meeting is really not the right time. My nephew came to see me. You were here today too. I gave you my address. Another day, my aunt will ask the servant to praise the soup and deliver it in person. I live outside alone.

There must be one meal at a time.

You only have an aunt in the country, and your aunt must take good care of you."

"Well, thank you, aunt, I live at Shia No. 9..."

"Wuwu...Mom...Mom..."

On the stairs of the second floor, a boy with blood stains on his face and hands ran down crying as if he was frightened.

"Oh, Xiaoyu, why are you like this?"

Lin Qiangwei hurried forward to help her crying son wipe away his tears. She nervously wiped the blood on his face, only to realize that there was nothing wrong with his face. There were also blood stains on his hands. She couldn't help but think of the blood stains all over his body.

Bloody Yang Ruoyan.

She secretly glanced back at Lin Zefeng and found that he was walking over. She quickly hid her son behind her, thinking that he didn't see clearly.

"Is this...my cousin?"

He remembered that when Lin Qiangwei came to attend her father's memorial ceremony six years ago, she brought her son with her. She must be more than 10 years old now, and it seemed to be him.

Lin Qiangwei panicked and stood in front of her son and Lin Zefeng, preventing him from getting closer.

"Well...well, yes, that's him, hehe...hehe...your cousin is playful by nature, he always makes himself dirty and makes you laugh again!"

Lin Zefeng stared at Lin Qiangwei. With such weak acting skills, it’s no wonder that he will only be a supporting role in his life. Unless their Yang Group really developed a bloody ketchup, no one would think that the child’s face was so strong with such a bloody smell.

The one on top is tomato sauce.

"Sister-in-law Qiu, take the young master to clean up quickly. He is so sloppy and uneducated."
Chapter completed!