C22

"Wait a moment, I'll go with you."

There was no other way. Did she have a choice now?

"Right."

"Xiao Ning, don't call me teacher anymore. Call me mother." Lu Feng Ting flipped open a magazine and said, either intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mom? "Can I?" Lu Zhi Ning did not dare believe it.

Lu Feng Ting raised his head, lightly glanced at Lu Zhi Ning, and said: "We are already married, do you think it's okay?"

Lu Zhi Ning turned his head and looked at Xia Yun with expectation, as if he was waiting for her reply.

Xia Yun's red lips opened and closed a few times, but in the end, she still nodded and said: Yes, but you have to call me that in private.

"Mn, mama."

Lu Zhi Ning happily promised as he jumped into Xia Yun's embrace.

Xia Yun hugged Lu Zhi Ning, and a sense of warmth inexplicably rose in his heart.

Lu Feng Ting's black eyes inadvertently glanced at the two people who were embracing each other. A complex expression flashed across his eyes, but in just a moment, his gaze had already returned back to the magazine.

After returning to the villa, Qian Feng welcomed them warmly, laughing and joking: "Aiyo, this is the first time I am welcoming a family of three in this villa."

Lu Zhi Ning practically stuck to Xia Yun's body, and smiled sweetly, but this was the first time he felt that this old butler was not so annoying.

Xia Yun's face reddened.

Lu Feng Ting, on the other hand, did not have much of an expression. Then he walked into the living room.

Just as he entered the living room, Lu Zhi Ning pulled Xia Yun and ran towards the television, "mama, let's watch a cartoon together."

Xia Yun glanced at Lu Feng Ting, and then was pulled in front of the television by Lu Zhi Ning.

Lu Feng Ting sat on the sofa and opened his notebook. He started to look through the information gathered at the company today, as well as the design of the latest season's clothing.

She accompanied her son to watch cartoons, while Lu Feng Ting watched the company's matters from the sofa. For a moment, Xia Yun was a little absent-minded, wasn't this the warm family life that he had once imagined?

Just as Xia Yun was confused, sshe suddenly felt someone smash his head. Turning his head, he saw that it was Lu Feng Ting, "Follow me upstairs."

In an instant, Xia Yun woke up from the initial warmth. This man was definitely not the male owner of his family, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live this life of his.

Xia Yun patted Lu Zhi Ning's head and said gently: "Look at it yourself first."

"Alright, mama." Lu Zhi Ning nodded obediently.

Watching Lu Feng Ting and Xia Yun go upstairs, Lu Zhi Ning laid on the floor, looking at the cartoon in front of him, he revealed an expression of vomit, and muttered: "To see such a childish thing, would it make you seem so naive? Cough, why would mama like naive children? "

After entering the bedroom, Lu Feng Ting turned around. With a frown, he said in a low voice: "Close the door."

"Nope."

"Close it!"

Lu Feng Ting said solemnly: "Unless you want Lu Zhi Ning to hear the contents of our conversation."

Xia Yun had no choice but to close the door, but to deliberately keep a distance between him and Lu Feng Ting, and said: "Speak, what are your conditions?"

"Very simple."

Lu Feng Ting pointed to the door and said: "Be Lu Zhi Ning's mama."