Chapter 399

"No, what can I do early in the morning?" Housekeeper Li smiled nervously.

"Is there one less newspaper today than usual?" The old man asked quietly.

"No? As usual, the newspapers are on the table." Housekeeper Li's forehead began to sweat.

"What are you doing with your hands behind you?" Old man Feng raised his eyes, which burst out a fierce light.

"..." housekeeper Li stopped talking.

He knew he couldn't hide it, but he did it anyway.

"Bring the Nanbei daily." Old man Feng slowly put down his tea cup, and his tone was neither light nor heavy, and passed out without anger.

Old man Feng seemed to have a third eye. He not only knew that housekeeper Li had a newspaper hidden behind him, but also knew that the missing newspaper on the table was Nanbei daily.

"Master, you should be prepared when you look." Housekeeper Li's wrinkled old face was full of hesitation.

Housekeeper Li has been with old man Feng for most of his life. He is always steady and rarely makes mistakes.

Old man Feng's eyes changed when he saw that he was so cautious and hesitant, but his calm old face didn't say anything, only extended his hand to housekeeper Li.

Housekeeper Li had no choice but to step forward and reluctantly handed over the newspaper to Mr. Feng.

Old man Feng got the newspaper and spread it out. The headline on the front page was marked in red and bold font with such a news.

"The love between Luo Yangyang and Feng Sheng, President of Feng's group."

Mr. Feng stared at the title three times in a row. Of course, he knew who it represented.

But what is the fate of immortals?

And the most important thing, incestuous love?

Since the newspaper was separated from housekeeper Li's hand, his eyes had not moved away from Mr. Feng's face.

The moment old man Feng saw the newspaper, he could see the shock and consternation in each other's eyes.

As time went by, looking at old man Feng's blacker face, housekeeper Li began to be nervous again.

He knew that this news could not be seen by the old man.

"Villain!" Old man Feng endured his anger and finished reading the manuscript.

At the moment he finished reading the newspaper, his thick and powerful palm snapped on the table.

When Mrs. Feng entered the hall, she just saw the scene of Mr. Feng's anger.

"Who made you angry again early in the morning?" Old lady Feng looked at the newspaper thrown on the ground. She was old but elegant, so she walked towards old man Feng.

"Old lady." Housekeeper Li stepped back and bowed to the old lady Feng.

"Your beloved grandson!" Old man Feng looked at the old lady Feng who came in, and his breath came out of his nostrils.

Seeing the angry look of Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng couldn't help looking at housekeeper Li.

Housekeeper Li didn't say anything but silently picked up the Nanbei daily.

When Mrs. Feng came over, he silently handed the newspaper to Mrs. Feng.

Old man Feng put his left hand on his thigh and his right hand maintained the action of patting the table. He gasped and looked at old lady Feng who was reading the newspaper.

Old lady Feng's hand holding the newspaper trembled and trembled badly.

She said angrily within a few words:

"I asked Qiyue not to remarry, but he just wouldn't listen! Look what kind of daughter Luo Ying gave birth to? Dare to seduce me to become the eldest grandson! Did Luo Yangyang eat the courage of ambition!"