Chapter 1712

Feng Shaojin looked at the usually calm child in his arms huddled up like a frightened little quail, and his heart immediately burst into flames.

This child has always been very courageous, and has never been startled like other children. If he hadn't been so frightened, how could he be so afraid?

A killing intent flashed in Feng Shaojin's deep phoenix eyes.

He patted Xiu'er on the back and comforted him: "Xiu'er, don't be afraid, with Uncle here, no one will hurt Xiu'er, Xiu'er will be fine, Uncle will definitely investigate this matter, Then lock up the bad guy who wants to arrest Xiu'er."

At a very young age, Mo Chengyue knew that the city government knew that the child Mo Chengyue was waiting for Feng Shaojin's words. A smile flashed across Feng Shaojin's small face buried in Feng Shaojin's chest. He raised his head and blinked at the black paint. With Qi's eyes, he said in a waxy voice: "Then uncle must find that person quickly, I'm afraid that next time I go out with my mother, I will meet him again."

"Well, definitely." Feng Shaojin picked up Xiu'er, put Xiu'er on a chair and sat down, "Xiu'er, uncle still has something to do, he's a little busy, and he's leaving soon, can you have breakfast by yourself?"

"Alright, uncle, be careful on the way." Xiu'er nodded obediently.

"Xiu'er." Feng Shaojin rubbed Xiu'er's little head: "Your aunt's ankle is injured, and she's lonely in bed all day long. When you're free, go upstairs to accompany her and make her happy. OK?"

"Okay." Xiu'er nodded again and again: "I go to see Eldest Aunt every day, Eldest Aunt likes to eat the small cakes made by my mother, I will bring some cakes to eat with Eldest Aunt now."

"Xiu'er is so good." Feng Shaojin picked up some of Mo Lingwei's favorite snacks, put them on a plate, and handed them to Xiu'er: "Take it up."

Xiu'er carried the tray steadily, left the dining room, and walked upstairs.

Feng Shaojin watched Xiu'er's small back disappear at the stairs, and turned to look for Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao was dispensing medicine in the room, when she heard the knock on the door, she thought it was Bao'er, and said casually, "Come in, is Xiu'er finished?"

"No." Feng Shaojin stood at the door, saw Chu Yunyao's disheveled hair, turned his eyes away, stopped at the door and did not come in, but said in a low voice: "He brought some snacks you made and sent them upstairs , and ate with Ling Wei."

Chu Yunyao never expected that Feng Shaojin would come to find her.

I really can't figure it out, she and Feng Shaojin are about to face each other, Feng Shaojin usually wants to look at her with his nostrils when he sees her, but he doesn't want to see him at all, how can he condescend to take precious time to come to him.

Chu Yunyao grabbed the long bamboo chopsticks on the table, and gathered up the loose black hair. The bamboo chopsticks curled the black hair, and made a simple bun.

Chu Yunyao coughed lightly, lowered her head and continued dispensing medicine, and asked, "The sun is coming out from the west, please come in, Young Master Feng."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin could hear the disapproval in her tone, and didn't take it seriously. Hearing her let him in, he raised his brows slightly, and turned his eyes to her again.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Could it be that his eyesight was not good just now, Mrs. Mo has clearly tied her hair up.

Otherwise, within a few breaths, how could the bun be done?

Feng Shaojin stepped into the bedroom and sat down opposite Chu Yunyao, only to find that there was a bamboo chopstick in her bun, and there was only one bamboo chopstick left on the table for sorting medicinal herbs.

Feng Shaojin was speechless, paused, and then said: "Who stopped you and Xiu'er on the way last night? What's wrong with Wuying?"