For a moment, the slightly noisy hall was quiet except for the sound of two footsteps, one large and one small.

Everyone paid attention to the two of them.

Because they were so shocked, they even forgot who they were staring at at the moment...

Feeling the gazes coming from all directions, Xiao Yi felt a little uncomfortable. Her short legs jumped twice quickly, then she reached out and grabbed Feng Yichen's big hand, pressing against him tightly.

Feng Yichen lowered his head and felt the warm little paws in his hands. A smile flashed across his eyes and he held on.

Seeing the big one and the small one suddenly holding hands, and a series of inhaling sounds, I was even more shocked.

Didn't the rumors say that this man hates children?

The one he is holding is a child, right?

Right?

Not a kitten or puppy, but a child!!!

The most important thing is not to mention whether he is annoying or not.

The main thing is that their master is single, and there is no young master of similar age in the Feng family.

For a time, Xiaoyi's identity became a mystery.

The two stopped at the elevator entrance.

Feng Yichen raised his hand and just pressed the elevator button with his fingertips.

Along with the ding, there was a clear and loud click...

Suddenly, the hall fell into dead silence again, this time so quiet that even the sound of breathing disappeared.

Everyone looked at the idiot who secretly held up his cell phone and forgot to mute the phone in disbelief. He didn't even dare to breathe.

You know, the reporter who secretly photographed Feng Yichen last time, his company went bankrupt.

Apparently the employee also forgot that there was a recording sound on her phone. For a moment, her whole body seemed to be petrified, and she stood there with her legs shaking.

He was so shocked when he saw Feng Yichen leading this child that he subconsciously wanted to take a photo and go gossip among the group.

Unexpectedly, he was caught red-handed, and he felt that he was not going to die soon...

At this time, Feng Yichen also turned his gaze and fixed it on him.

"Three, Third Master..."

The male employee was so frightened that he blurted out the frightening title without even calling out to Mr. Feng.

Feng Yichen raised his chin slightly, his eyes shifted and fell on the man's mobile phone.

The man was startled, and he hurriedly raised his phone, his voice trembling: "I, I deleted it immediately."

However, the next second, his expression suddenly changed, and all the blood faded.

Damn it, he actually took it directly from the group, and the photo has been sent to the department group!

The man's heart was filled with despair. It was over, he was really dead this time.

Feng Yichen looked at his trembling hands and said slowly: "Bring it here."

These three words, in the ears of male employees, seemed to turn into 'Suffer death!'

Finally, still tremblingly, dragging a pair of legs that were so shaky that I couldn't stand straight, I passed.

"Three three three three, Third Master!" The man's voice trembled as he handed over the phone.

Xiaoyi stood aside, raising his little head, looking curiously and doubtfully at the strange worm in front of him.

I just thought that this uncle might not be in good health, otherwise why he was shaking like a sieve.

Feng Yichen did not answer, but looked down at the photos on the screen.

Well, there is only the back view, a picture of a man holding a small milk bag.

After watching for a while, the man suddenly let out a soft chuckle, with a slightly unclear meaning, but it seemed that he was not angry?

The man dared to raise his head and saw a faint, almost unnoticeable smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

“Nice photo.”
Chapter completed!