However, perhaps it is because Feng Linxue studied traditional Chinese medicine and is very particular about health preservation. She also has a calm personality and aloof from the world. It was not obvious in the past, but more than 20 years later, based on her true age, she is just over five years old.
She is ten years old. However, she looks no different from a young woman in her thirties. (Well, if you have to use your brain, you can automatically figure out that after sixteen years, there is still no difference from sixteen years ago.
Like the Little Dragon Girl.)
Anyway, at this moment when she and Leng Yunting were standing together, it was impossible to tell that the two were mother and son. Instead, they looked like siblings.
"Mom!" Leng Yunting's face turned red, a little annoyed, "Can you please stop calling me 'Tingting'! The subordinates behind me are watching, it's embarrassing!"
Feng Linxue just smiled and kept looking at his face, as if she never got tired of it: "I know, Tingting."
"..." Leng Yunting no longer wants to worry about the issue of calling his mother. After all these years, if he could change it, Feng Linxue would have changed it long ago. Fortunately, she usually doesn't go to the Leng Group, so these subordinates of his
None of them knew what she called him.
The mother and son hadn't seen each other for a long time. They had been saving up the words for a long time, but they couldn't say a single word. They just held hands tightly and looked at each other happily.
"Huh!" A cold snort came from behind Feng Linxue.
Of course it was Leng Haotian. He walked over majestically. Even the black suit he wore looked angular and very aura.
Although Leng Yunting was usually very calm, in front of his father, he automatically took a back seat and was never enough.
However, hearing this cold snort, Leng Yunting's glazed eyes also stared at him. The father and son, from the time Leng Yunting was born to now, have been pure enemies. Leng Haotian
He didn't like him, and Leng Yunting didn't like this father either.
——The most important thing is that both Leng Yunting and Leng Haotian like to compete for Feng Linxue.
Needless to say, Leng Haotian is definitely a person who accepts death and is absolutely devoted. He only has Feng Linxue in his life.
Leng Yunting, on the other hand, has been attached to his mother since he was a child. Although he may not be as good as his father in terms of devotion, at least he goes to bed with her a lot.
However, the only time he was tempted was for Luo Qingxue, and part of the reason was that he saw the shadow of his mother in her.
Is this an Oedipus complex? He doesn't know, he only knows that he likes to stay with his mother. This is definitely not a love between a man and a woman, but he just finds it very comfortable and reassuring.
Because of the competition for Feng Linxue, the father and son became enemies. Especially, the mother definitely favored her son. Leng Haotian couldn't rob him, so naturally she had a little resentment towards Leng Yunting, so she was always very strict with this son.
Sure enough, when he heard his father's snort, Leng Yunting rolled his eyes at him. Although he hadn't seen each other for a year, the smell of gunpowder between the father and son was still so strong. Fortunately, he didn't bring Qingxue here, otherwise he would have been burned by his father's embers.
Destroyed?
However, Leng Haotian was so domineering here. As a result, Feng Linxue just glanced back lightly: "Haotian."
Just one sentence! Even without any rebuke, an angry Leng Haotian could be calmed down instantly. He glanced at his son, but did not say another word. Instead, he glared at Leng Yunting, looking jealous.