"Blood relations cannot be changed!" Feng Sichen looked at Feng Yiyue with a proud face.
Feng Yiyue couldn't help but touch her forehead.
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I have brought the people here and I have prepared the things. I will pick them up from the safe on the first floor of the Lunbang Building in Country M tomorrow night." Feng Yiyue waved her hands, not bothering to talk.
This cheap guy like me is talking nonsense.
"You think I'm your coolie!" Feng Sichen looked at Feng Yiyue very unhappy.
Feng Yiyue nodded seriously and said, "Isn't it?"
"you......"
"You need the potion, I will pay you, you just run an errand for me, this is a great thing."
"Why, if you don't want to, just change someone else. Anyway, there are many people who want to do this errand." Feng Yiyue shrugged, looking indifferent.
Seeing Feng Yiyue looking so needy, Feng Sichen smiled very flatteringly.
"Who are you to change? It's said in the movies, little girl, that good things don't go to outsiders. Of course you have to think of me, my little uncle, for good things."
Feng Yiyue rolled her eyes at Feng Sichen and said slowly: "I will go back to Fengjia Village next month, will you go back?"
Hearing what Feng Yiyue said, the smile on Feng Sichen's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled very wickedly: "If you don't come back, what are you going to do? I don't like the old-fashioned place."
Hearing what Feng Sichen said, Feng Yiyue sighed softly.
"It's been ten years, are you really not going back?"
In fact, Feng Yiyue also wanted to say, it was the anniversary of your sister's death. Do you really not want to go back? But Feng Yiyue did not say this.
"It's impossible to go back, not in this life." Feng Sichen shook his head, took the fake white beard that was torn off from Feng Yiyue's hand, and stuck it on his face again.
Seeing Feng Sichen's decent disguise, Feng Yiyue's eyes flashed with sadness: "How long are you going to continue to pretend like this?"
He is obviously in his prime, but because of those things he cannot see others with his true face.
"I don't know. Maybe one day I won't be happy and I will stop pretending. Maybe I will die." Feng Sichen said it very casually, as if he didn't care at all.
But Feng Yiyue knew that he was actually unwilling to do so.
"Uncle, you..."
"Hey! You're calling me, you stinky girl, why are you pretending to be a big boss with me?" Feng Sichen was instantly happy when he heard Feng Yiyue call him that.
She happily stretched out her hand to pinch Feng Yiyue's face.
"Well... there is no fleshiness on your face at all. When your mother held you when you were a child, you looked like a steamed bun. You looked so happy."
Feng Sichen pinched Feng Yiyue's face while thinking about the past.
But he didn't notice Feng Yiyue's dark complexion.
Yeast steamed buns?
Is this a word to describe a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a flower?
"Crack!"
"Hiss! It really hurts. I told you to respect your elders!" Feng Sichen retracted the hand that Feng Yiyue slapped.
Feng Yiyue rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm an adult now. If you pinch my face again, I won't be polite to you."
Seeing the cold light flowing between Feng Yiyue's brows and eyes, Feng Sichen was in a trance.
She really looks like his sister...
But after all, my sister did not wait until this little girl grew up.
"You have been silent for five years, do you really want to appear again?" Feng Sichen retracted his thoughts and became a little more serious.
"You know, if these things appear again, several empires will definitely start a bloody storm. As long as someone finds you, you really will not have a peaceful life, little girl."
Feng Sichen knew that this little girl wanted to live a peaceful life more than anyone else.
Otherwise, why would I have been with such a mediocre man without any ability in the first place?
