Chapter 134 A little uncomfortable with my current son
This way.
Feng Yebei's face was tense, and his thin lips revealed indifference. As he drove back to the manor, he felt himself restless, and Mu Jianyan's words "We are not familiar" popped up in his mind from time to time.
If this sentence were said by others, he would not take it to heart at all.
But the words coming out of Mu Jianyan's mouth made him very irritated.
Feng Yebei's narrow black eyes were deep and invisible, and he stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car, hoping to use the wind blowing into the car to reduce his irritability.
Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the manor.
Feng Yebei felt that he was feeling much better. The car door opened and he strode through the corridor with long legs. The manor was brightly lit and Butler Zhang had already gone downstairs to wait for him.
"Young Master."
The housekeeper took the man's coat and followed him into the house.
Feng Yebei raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Feng Mo's bedroom on the second floor, "Is Mo Mo making trouble today?"
When Feng Mo was captured in the afternoon, he had already left the manor, and the father and son could not meet.
Feng Yebei thought for a moment. Judging from his son's behavior during this period, if he was caught today, he must have cried, made trouble, and hanged himself at home.
Butler Zhang nodded respectfully and replied, "Back to the young master, except for the young master who made a scene today when he was just captured, he stayed in the room quietly after that."
No tantrums?
It was somewhat different from what Feng Yebei had guessed, which made him a little surprised, and his eyebrows twisted slightly.
Mu simply said, be patient with children.
Feng Yebei's face, which was still a little gloomy at first, softened slightly, but he still felt heavy in his heart.
The little guy is becoming more and more ignorant, and even ran away from home for a meal of fried chicken. No matter how coquettishly he behaves this time, he must teach this little guy a lesson in this matter.
Feng Yebei waved his hand, motioning for the housekeeper to leave, and went upstairs alone.
This time Feng Mo didn't lock the door, he opened it easily.
In the huge room, Feng Mo's small body was sitting on the desk, playing Go with himself. When he heard a noise at the door, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, and called out coldly, "Dad."
Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the chessboard.
The whole process was neither noisy nor noisy, very quiet.
Feng Mo, who was used to howling during this period, suddenly became so quiet. Feng Yebei was quite unaccustomed to it, and his hand on the doorknob lock paused.
The next second, his face darkened, "Feng Mo, you are getting more and more bad now! I have already indulged you. You ran away from home again today, and your father is very angry. Do you know that you are wrong...
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Before Feng Yebei finished speaking, he heard a dull voice, "Yes, I know I was wrong, and I won't do it next time."
The boy lowered his eyes, very respectful and well-behaved.
Feng Yebei choked.
Some time ago, if he said that he was not good at anything, he would jump up and argue with him non-stop.
Why is it so quiet today?
Feng Mo's heart was broken. When he thought that he would never be able to enjoy his mother Mu's motherly love again, his heart felt like it was being pulled. He had no intention of quarreling with his father.
Feng Mo bit his lower lip and lowered his head, his eyes slightly red.
"Dad, I know I was wrong. I will punish myself by doing a hundred Mathematical Olympiad questions and not going to sleep until I finish them. Is that okay?"
The little guy's voice was soft, and his tone was mixed with a hint of loss, as if he had lost a beloved treasure.
Feng Yebei was surprised. Mo Mo was so abnormal tonight.
Not only did he not lose his temper, he also took the initiative to admit his mistakes.
This looks... like he's not sick?
Feng Yebei's black eyes narrowed, revealing a bit of worry and inquiry. The first time the little guy got sick was after he ran away from home, and this time he returned to his pre-sick appearance after running away from home.
Could it be that running away from home was the cause of his illness?
He obviously felt his eyelids twitching. If it weren't for Feng Mo's face, he would have suspected that the person in his house some time ago was someone else, and today this person was his son.
He tentatively said, "Mo Mo, promise dad not to run away from home again, okay? Dad will buy you a little skirt you like."
Feng Mo raised his eyes lightly, looked at his father, and said coldly, "I don't like girls' things!"
After saying that, he lowered his head again.
Feng Yebei's heart skipped a beat, this was the temper of his son who had never gotten sick after raising him for five years.
He looked at his silent son at the desk and pursed his lower lip. Is there a possibility that Mo Mo's illness was more serious?
So why do you sometimes return to normal and sometimes go insane?
A trace of solemnity flashed across Feng Yebei's eyes.
"You should go to bed early. Dad will come see you tomorrow."
Feng Yebei pushed the door open and went out. He very much hoped that his son would not be sick and would be healthy throughout his life. However, after being in contact with him some time ago, he felt that it would be better for the child to be more lively, like before.
He actually missed that time, when he held him and acted coquettishly...
It's a pity that he is nostalgic because he doesn't want Feng Mo to change back again.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mu Jianyan. Feng Mo's illness was too serious now, so there was no time to delay!
After the message was successfully sent, Feng Yebei felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.
If you have a daughter, and her temper is a bit more boisterous and cute, like when Mo Mo was sick before, it actually seems... not bad?