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Chapter 77 Mommy, When Will You Reconcile With Dad

"Feng Yebei, Feng Yebei, speak to me and express your stance! Promise that you will definitely follow my arrangements in the future, start a family as soon as possible, and marry a mistress of the Feng family who can help you! You speak!"

As he was dazed, the old man's old and angry voice came again.

Feng Yebei came to his senses and still had the same invulnerable attitude.

"Grandpa, you worry too much. My marriage is my own decision. I will not let my marriage become a transaction to help the Feng family! But don't worry, I will make back all the losses caused by the marriage. If you are really free,

If you are worried, go and take care of my idle uncles and stop staring at me."

"Feng Yebei——"

Before the old man could roar again, Feng Yebei hung up the phone first.

He sat in front of the bed with his back straight, clutching his cell phone slightly, and looking deeply at the already darkening moonlight outside.

The reason why he was controlled by others at that time was because he was young and incompetent.

Because his parents can't protect him.

But now, he has relied on his ability to create such a powerful force.

He can protect the people around him and his children.

His son, Feng Yebei, will no longer be used as a puppet on strings like he did when he was a child!

After a long time, the man dialed the phone——

Feng Yebei didn't mince words, and directly ordered, "Yan Yi, go check and find out when Mu Jianjian works at Bai's. Call her expert number, ask her to come to see a doctor, and give me a confirmed time.

"

"Understood, Master Feng!"

As the president's special assistant, Yan Yi's work efficiency is naturally impeccable.

In just a few minutes, Yan Yi's call came back.

"Master Feng, Miss Mu will be on duty the day after tomorrow and has already registered."

"One more thing. Tomorrow is Mr. Ji's birthday. The Ji family has sent someone an invitation letter. I briefly checked the schedule. You don't have any particularly urgent entertainment tomorrow. Will you go to Mr. Ji's birthday?

"

Feng Yebei responded, "Go, you can make arrangements."

The old man of the Ji family is highly respected and has always been the admired figure in the entire imperial capital city.

For reasons and reasons, he should go there.

Feng Yebei paused and then asked, "Feng's design exhibition is coming soon. Do you have any clues about asking you to find K?"

"Yes, yes!" Yan Yi's voice couldn't contain his excitement even over the phone, "Master Feng, don't worry, I have sent someone to contact the assistant of the designer of K University, and we are already making an appointment to meet. I believe it won't go through.

How long will it take for the results to come out!”

You can’t blame him for being excited, after all, he is a famous international designer K!

Not long after he entered the industry, he became a top figure in the circle.

Who would be calm about being able to collaborate with such a legend in the designer circle?!

I heard she is a beautiful woman!

Feng Yebei responded, "Follow up this matter as soon as possible. Don't affect the progress of Feng's Design Exhibition. You can go and follow it in person."

"Understood, Master Feng!"



The sky was getting darker and darker.

Mu Jianjian was still restless, and it wasn't until late at night that the little guy's stomachache finally subsided.

"Here, let mommy touch her forehead, um, she's feeling better!"

After coming back, the child kept having a fever.

Now it's finally getting better.

It seems that from now on, she will have to take her sugar baby to eat less of those things.

Mu Jianjian took off the towel, kissed the little guy's little face, and said warmly, "Baby, I'm really worried about Mommy. Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable, eh?"

Feng Mo felt Mommy's warmth, pursed his lips and smiled, "Mommy, I'm really fine, don't worry anymore."

"Okay, as long as my baby is fine, mommy doesn't have to worry."

Mu Jianyan gently rubbed the little guy's head. Perhaps because of the medicine he took at night, Feng Mo felt a little sleepy and looked at the woman with drowsy eyes.

"Mommy, when can you reconcile with Dad? I want our family to be together well, is that okay?"

This is the time when it is easiest for him to soften his mother's heart and win sympathy.

"Baby, you..."

Mu Jianjian was stunned, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. This child didn't seem to be talking in her sleep. Why did she suddenly mention her father? Didn't she already say that her father was dead?


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