Chapter 1783

The appearance of Feng Zheng was so shocking that many people saw it, and even the Feng Feng stopped filming.

"I've seen that uncle," said little peep, looking at George Little bit crispy mouth said.

George patted her on the head. "That's not uncle." That's my grandfather. He just looks younger.

The four bodyguards stood at the door, dressed in a black suit and a black coat, giving people a sense of Shanghai beach.

However, Feng Zheng's identity is really awkward. He is between good and evil, so it's normal for people to feel this way.

"This gentleman, this is -"

"I'm looking for him." Feng Zheng didn't wait for the director to finish. He reached out and pointed to Feng Feng over there.

Feng Feng always stood there, his hands in a white robe stood behind him, the blower was still blowing, blowing up his long hair.

If the scene is not too awkward, it gives people a sense of confusion of the alternation of two time and space.

Feng Zheng's hand still pointed to that side, as if Feng Feng could not come over, he would keep this action all the time.

What Feng Feng didn't want to see was probably his father, but his father didn't seem to give him a chance to refute.

When the shooting was suspended, Feng Feng and Feng Zheng went to the cafe outside the studio with no clothes changed. This is a special place for photographers to rest, so there was no outsider.

Feng raised his legs and put them on the sofa. He took the coffee and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

"What's the matter with Mr. Feng?"

Feng Zheng squinted at him as if he wanted to see the shadow of another woman.

Feng Feng was upset with his nostalgic eyes and put down his legs directly, "I'm still busy if I'm ok."

"Your grandfather has passed away, and I have withdrawn from m country." Feng Zheng said suddenly.

Feng Feng's steps stopped, his mouth cold, looking back at him, "and then, you want to tell me, you stay in M country these years because of my mother? You really have such infatuation. In those days, my mother would not have died. " Feng Feng sneered.

Feng Zheng's hand holding the coffee cup tightened a little. Maybe he didn't love her as much as he thought. Otherwise, why didn't he know how she died for so many years?

Feng Zheng thought, reached for the document from the bodyguard, and then pushed it to the other side of the table, "I know, you are doing this recently, your nationality."

Feng Feng looked down. After a moment, he looked up at Feng Zheng, "what do you mean?"

"I know you hate me not only because of your mother, but also because of your aunt." Feng Zheng said, got up and looked at him, "I'm mainly responsible for your aunt's death, and you should hate me, but the next thing, it's my business, you're good, it's enough."

Feng Feng frowned more and more fiercely, looking at his back.

"Do you think by doing this, I can forgive you for what you have done before?" Feng Feng suddenly said, but Feng Zheng didn't stop, but strode away from here.

Feng Feng looked down at the document on the desk, reached for it, opened it and saw it from the beginning to the end, confirming that it was true.

George came out with little peep. Little peep looked at Feng anxiously.

George looked down. Naturally, he would not interfere too much in the problems between their father and son, so he did not ask.

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