Xia Chuqi pushed Feng Xun several times, but he couldn't let him go. He could only look at him angrily and amusedly.

Feng Xun hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her ear, and whispered: "Little girl, of course you don't have toxins, but I don't like any other men's smell on you..." "What does it taste?"

When Xia Chuqi heard him say this, he raised his hand and smelled it, but he didn't smell any strange smell. He curled his lips and gave him a blank look.

"You are psychological..." "Little fool, it seems that your nose is not sensitive enough!"

Feng Xun shook his head and sighed, and said in a low voice: "He clearly used a little bit of woody men's fragrance, so he hugged you just now, and there was a little bit of that faint smell on your clothes..." Xia Chuqi really didn't smell the woody fragrance, so he could only shrug and said helplessly: "Sorry, I never use perfume, and I have no research on perfume..." "Is that right, what about the opium perfume you deliberately used on me when you were in New York?"

Feng Xun laughed softly and exhaled in her ear.

Xia Chuqi's face turned hot and he replied in a low voice: "That...that's a special situation..." Feng Xun's voice had a few pleasant smiles, he stretched out his fingers to gently scrape her earlobe that was beginning to get hot, and whispered: "Yes, you think I'm not interested in you, so you deliberately used opium perfume, and said that this was a way to ask others..." "Stop talking!"

Xia Chuqi looked embarrassed and stood on tiptoe to cover his lips, and winked at him, "This is in the old house, don't be heard by those maids or Uncle Chen!"

Feng Xun curled the corners of his lips slightly, grabbed her palm directly, placed it on his lips and kissed her, sighing in a low voice: "It seems that in the future, I should also use some perfume at the right time to leave my smell on you at any time and cover it with my label..." Xia Chuqi couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said with a funny look: "What are you talking nonsense? I am your wife, and I have given you two children, so why are you labeling?"

"Then you can't be wary of some people always like to covet you..." Feng Xun frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed: "For example, what else did Zhuo Yihang say after seeing him hugging you? Otherwise, why did he laugh so happily later?"

"He just told me that he was very happy to have an unexpected harvest of a sister!"

Xia Chuqi explained helplessly.

"Just that's it?"

Feng Xun was obviously a little suspicious. Xia Chuqi scratched his arm and asked back with a angrily voice: "What else can you do?

Maybe he has no problem, he is really just happy to find my mother's family!"

"If he is very happy, then it is not just you, a sister who will gain..." Feng Xun said meaningfully.

Xia Chuqi understood what he meant. Thinking of his many brothers and sisters, if Zhuo Yihang saw them, he would probably be a little stunned! She burst into laughter. Feng Xun looked at her bright smile and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, hugged her waist and walked straight towards the main house.

They originally planned to go upstairs and go back to the room, but found that Xia's father did not go back to the room for lunch, but sat in the living room, as if waiting for them to come back.

"Dad, didn't you go for lunch?"

Xia Chuqi asked in surprise, and did not forget to pat off Feng Xun's hand that was holding onto his waist, so as not to be embarrassed by his father's sight.

Feng Xun didn't care much, so he let go of his hand openly and said respectfully to Xia's father: "Dad, do you have anything else to say to us alone?"

Xia’s father nodded slightly, pointed to the sofa in front of him and said, “Sit down and talk!”

Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun sat down side by side in front of Xia’s father. Xia’s father did not speak directly, but asked in a light tone: “Have you sent that Mr. Zhuo away?”

"I've seen him go away, we watched him get in the car and leave before we came back..." Xia Chuqi nodded and answered seriously.

Xia's father nodded with satisfaction, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and slowly spoke: "Xiaoqi, Feng Xun, did you see him in the cemetery?

What happened? Let me tell me carefully..." "Yes, Feng Xun answered a call at that time and walked away. I squatted alone in front of my mother's tombstone. Later, after squatting for too long, my legs became weak. When I got up, I almost fell down and was helped by Zhuo Yihang..." Xia Chuqi began to carefully describe the whole process of meeting Zhuo Yihang and recognizing him, without missing any details.

"Later he said he was here to visit someone's grave, and his name was Zhuo Lingshan, but I had never heard of this name. Until I looked at the photos, I realized that his photo was very similar to mine, and they were all photos of my mother when she was a child!"

When Xia Chuqi said this, he handed the photo in his hand to his father again and whispered: "This photo was given to me by the old president back then. He was also considered a senior of his mother. He found this photo when he was investigating his mother's background..." Xia's father took the photo, lowered his head and looked silently. Feng Xun took Xia Chuqi's words and explained in a low voice: "Dad, according to the old president, my mother was adopted by Cole Burundi in childhood, but no one knew how she fell into the hands of Cole Burundi, so we couldn't find out who kidnapped her mother at the time!"

Xia's father still didn't speak, but subconsciously clenched the photo in his hand.

Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun looked at each other and knew that their father actually had a lot of emotions and news to digest, so they didn't continue to say more.

It took a long time before Xia's father took a deep breath and whispered: "That old man, he participated in planning many kidnapping cases back then. Perhaps your mother was kidnapped like this when she was a child, but he extorted money but refused to let her go, but instead kept her by her side to train her!"

"Actually, Feng Xun and I have been so suspicious, but now we can't witness the dead old man. After all, the time passed by that incident is far more than twenty years..." Xia Chuqi smiled bitterly and sighed in a low voice: "Dad, actually, wasn't a so-called distant relative who came to visit him at the funeral of his mother? It should have been sent by the dead old man Cole Burundi. It was called visiting, but it was actually a kind of surveillance!"

“It’s useless to say this now!”

Xia's father sighed, carefully took the photo back into his pocket, looked up at Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you think that Zhuo Yihang is really here to look for his relatives?"

"Dad, you were so happy to chat with him just now. I think you no longer doubt him?"

When Xia Chuqi heard his father say this, he couldn't help but ask in surprise.
Chapter completed!