Mrs. Feng was just watching the fun without bothering her, and she took the initiative to tease Feng Jiuci: "Son, what's wrong with the injury on your face? Why are you injured?"

Feng Jiucihan looked cold and said, "Have you laughed enough?"

"You haven't answered me yet." When Mrs. Feng saw that she couldn't ask for a reason, she called Chen Qi's name: "You can tell me, what's wrong with your president?"

Chen Qi thought to himself: Old lady, just kill me, forget it. The president is still standing here. If I tell him about it, my job will not be guaranteed.

"I asked you to speak, did you hear it?" Mrs. Feng's voice suddenly became very fierce.

Under her oppression, Chen Qi honestly told what happened this morning.

Mrs. Feng really didn't give her any face to her son. She was so angry that she laughed and she was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy about her makeup.

"Have you made enough trouble?" Feng Jiuci asked her.

Mrs. Feng suppressed her smile and returned to a serious look, "Actually, this is not a shameful thing. After all, you didn't lose. Didn't Chen Qi say it just now? Jiang Yiqing's mouth was bleeding. If you really count it, you would still beat him a lot."

Feng Jiuci was too lazy to talk to her, so he pulled open the chair and sat down, ordered more than a dozen dishes at will, and handed the menu to the waiter.

"I ordered the dishes just now, so there is no need to add them." Mrs. Feng reminded him.

Feng Jiuci said: "What dish?"

"A lot of them are what you don't like to eat." Mrs. Feng answered seriously and asked the waiter to take away the menu very seriously. It was really that she did not treat Feng Jiuci as her own son at all.

"As I said just now, I will give you one copy." Feng Jiuci ignored his mother's words and said to the waiter.

Mrs. Feng smiled and took a sip of red wine gracefully: "It's just a fight, it's nothing. If you fight often in the future, you won't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Feng Jiuci said.

Mrs. Feng: "That's still a stern face, obviously I'm angry."

"I can't laugh when you are opposite me." Feng Jiuci answered with a very sarcastic tongue.

Mrs. Feng snorted coldly: "If Doudou hadn't said she missed you and wanted to see you, you could only have a private room."

"I thank you." Feng Jiuci's tone was lazy and disdainful.

The well-behaved and obedient Doudou jumped off the chair, walked to Feng Jiuci's legs on his own initiative, stretched out his chubby little hand and took the initiative to hold Feng Jiuci's sleeve: "Uncle Feng, are you okay?"

The man lowered his head and saw a rare gentleness in his eyes.

He picked up Doudou, put it on his lap, hugged the little guy and asked, "What did you eat today?"

"I didn't eat anything. I miss Uncle Feng so much, I have no appetite." Doudou replied.

Feng Jiuci smiled: "I don't believe it."

"Really, look at my eyes, everything I tells the truth." Doudou blinked her beautiful big eyes.

Feng Jiuci's big hand fell on his round belly.

The little guy's cheeks turned red, like a cooked shrimp, his neck and ears were covered in redness, and he felt guilty.

Feng Jiuci touched his belly, which was a little fatter than usual, and said, "I have never eaten anything, I've been hungry and lost weight. I'll eat more later."

"Okay." Doudou was very happy, sat obediently on Feng Jiuci's lap and took a piece of cut watermelon and fed it to Feng Jiuci.

Mrs. Feng asked Qin Weiqian with a kind look on her face: "Are you okay? Jiuci and Jiang Yiqing fought, didn't hurt you, right?"

"No, I'm just watching from the side. It's not my turn to intervene." Qin Weiqian replied.

Mrs. Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Young people don't know the importance of fighting. If this happens in the future, you can hide as far as you can. Don't worry if Jiuci will be injured. He is so rough and thick that he is not in the way."

The man raised his eyebrows.

Xu Yan, who was also sitting at the dining table, smiled and thought to herself: Is this old lady Feng too approachable? Such a good mother-in-law can't find a second one in the world, she is so happy.

Xu Yan secretly said to Qin Weiqian: "Mrs. Feng is so nice to you."

"Yes." Qin Wei nodded sweetly.

However, looking at the man holding Doudou opposite, his deep face looked not very good. Qin Wei looked at him with a pitiful look and said, "This 'Emerald hibiscus' is delicious, you can try it."

"Did you mean it?" Feng Jiuci narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Qin Weiqian opened her eyes wide in confusion: "It's really delicious, can you try it?"

Feng Jiuci's eyes were deep, and his dark pupils couldn't see the original colors. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he ate.

Mrs. Feng raised her eyebrows: "Jiuci, are you sure the wound will not get inflamed?"

"It's okay." Feng Jiuci's voice was crisp, and he even looked at Qin Wei with a brief look when he said this.

Qin Weiqian remembered that this "emerald hibiscus" was delicious, but it was not suitable for people with injuries on their bodies. The wounds were prone to inflammation. No wonder Feng Jiuci looked at him so strangely just now.

Feng Jiuci ate half of the dishes one by one. Although it was all the dishes that Qin Weiqian picked for him, he could say that he didn’t like it?

If it gets inflamed, just gets a punch. He has suffered even worse injuries before and has never heard of him.

Qin Weiqian felt relieved after thinking about this. She was too lazy to pay attention to Feng Jiuci, and ate the meat in the bowl on her own.

Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuci were discussing the company's affairs. The situation was not good. She lost a lot of money in the past two months alone. Mrs. Feng felt distressed, but she didn't say it, and it was rare to spend time caring about Feng Jiuci, and Qin Weiqian didn't interrupt.

It took nearly two hours for a lunch. Xu Yan wanted to run away early but was embarrassed, so she could only pretend that she had nothing to do and talked about gossip with Qin Weiqian.

When Mrs. Feng said she was tired, Xu Yan made an excuse to leave. Before leaving, she dragged Qin Weiqi away. Mrs. Feng didn't stop her, and smiled and asked Feng Jiuci to return Doudou to Qin Weiqi.

After a few people left, Mrs. Feng slowly spoke: "Jiu Ci, I suddenly felt a little worried about you."

"Hmm?" the man raised his eyebrows.

Mrs. Feng said: "I just looked at it carefully. My baby grandson is so cute. Jiang Yiqing's sick son who can't give birth to a child must be coveting my baby grandson. Qin Weiqian is pretty and has a good look on her face. So, I'm very worried about you."

"It's time for you to go back and take medicine." Feng Jiuci casually picked up the menu and asked the waiter to come over to check out.

Mrs. Feng said: "When will you let me worry a little more?"

"Have you said enough?" Feng Jiuci was unhappy.

Mrs. Feng said: "Jiang Yiqing can fight with you for Qin Weiqian today, and tomorrow it is possible that you will snatch your wife for Qin Weiqian. You said you are so old that you can't give birth to an egg. My daughter-in-law whom I finally hope for may be at a time. How can I not worry?"
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