Feng Shaojin ignored the gasping voices of the crowd, and continued to speak unhurriedly: "Nowadays, the business is getting bigger and bigger, involving all walks of life. It's normal for Ling Wei not to know my family background. Even myself, In fact, I don't know exactly how many assets I have under my name.

There is also the Fengjiabao where we live now. It was also a wedding house that I specially designed and built to marry her eight years ago. It took seven years to complete the construction. "

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Zhang: "..."

"It's the first time for us people to see you, your father should be here today, right?"

Feng Shaojin shook his head: "My father and mother have passed away long ago, and the only one who came with me this time is my younger brother."

I almost forgot, Mrs. Mo said just now that both parents have passed away, so there is no parental order.

Everyone tsk-tsk in their hearts: What kind of fairy family is this?

The faint sourness and jealousy spread in the bottom of my heart. Someone looked at Feng Shaojin's upside-down face and said meaningfully: "Miss Mo stayed in Yuncheng for a long time. Back then, Young Marshal Mo and Young Master Mo Madam came back, only Miss Mo has not returned to Jincheng, I heard that something happened, I wonder if you know about it?"

"Of course I know, I left her in Yuncheng." Feng Shaojin's face was not blushing, and he talked freely: "At that time, there was a plague in Yuncheng, and I was ordered by my father to deal with it. Mrs. Mo's medical skills are superb. , In just over a month, the prescription for eradicating the plague was found.

Mrs. Mo and Mrs. Mo couldn't delay and rushed back to Jincheng, but her brother's medical skills were not as good as Mrs. Mo's, so I left Ling Wei in Yuncheng to help my brother and me deal with the leftovers after the plague. Endgame..."

Feng Shaojin's fingertips caressed Mo Lingwei's face: "I don't know why, but the reputation and even the innocence have been ruined by people with a heart. It's really embarrassing for my wife."

Everyone: "..."

It turned out to be such a thing.

Reminiscent of what happened between the Gong family and the Mo family, it must have been a deliberate lie made by the Gong family in order not to marry the Mo family.

The smirk on Mrs. Zhang's face was already so tense that it was about to burst: "This family has a big business, and there must be children to inherit it in the future, but I just heard Mrs. Mo say that it seems that Miss Mo... can't... give birth."

Chu Yunyao's face turned completely cold. This kind of person has a bad conscience, so there is no need to talk to him in the future.

Feng Shaojin hummed lightly, and looked up at Chu Yunyao: "So, this young master will have to rely on his brother and sister-in-law to cut love from now on."

There was still a faint smile on Chu Yunyao's face, "This is the important event that my wife wants to announce today. My uncle likes to remember each other very much, and I plan to pass on memories to Ling Wei and Shaojin... ...."

Everyone: "..."

If it's true that the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, Miss Xiangyi is the youngest, and her consciousness is not very clear, so she is the most suitable to be kept by her side. When she grows up, she will naturally regard Miss Mo and Uncle Mo as her biological parents.

But Xiang Yi is just a daughter, and a daughter is going to marry, so what should she do if she doesn't have a son.

Mo Lingwei glanced at the unpredictable eyes of these people one by one, and was too lazy to explain to these people, and said: "Uncle has not married a wife yet, when he marries a wife and has children, the heir will be settled."

Just as they were talking, Feng Yichen came over holding Siyu in one hand, and holding Xiangyi in the other. The man smiled at Yanyan, and his Fengshen was handsome: "Xiangyi and Siyu are hungry from playing, when will the banquet start?"

Everyone turned their heads and stared at Feng Yichen who was slowly walking towards him with bright eyes, as if looking at a moving vault. Staring at Feng Yichen, his back felt cold and his hairs stood on end.