Chen Feng thought for thirty seconds before he realized.

It turns out that he didn't owe usury.

It turns out that he is really a rich second generation.

etc.

This scene of getting rich seems familiar.

Chen Zihua, one billion...

Chen Feng subconsciously looked at the little prince.

The little prince shrugged at him, saying that he had no idea about all this.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Since this is really the one from his family, it is indeed time to go home and have a look.

He didn't know what his family looked like.

He felt a very shallow expectation in his heart.

only……

Chen Feng's eyes swept from the study to the prince's pocket of the spaceship. He hesitated for a while, lowered his head and asked the prince, "Why do I go home first and we will set off?"

It takes time and effort to fill loopholes in the comic world, and it will take at least dozens of days.

But he obtained information about his family for the first time without any memory. If he didn't take a look, he could not calm down and do things.

The prince nodded: "Okay."

The prince is actually very understandable, after all, he is a relative.

He just sent his parents back to settle down before setting off with Chen Feng.

Chen Feng turned his head to look at the middle-aged man.

Since he learned that this group of people was not here to catch him or some dangerous person, he relaxed a lot and his voice softened.

He said to the middle-aged man, "Please come and get something later, and we'll go back with you later."

He can first find the comic book and drawings, and after he comes back from home, he can drive the spaceship directly to the world where the aliens are.

The man smiled: "Young Master, hurry up, the lady has been waiting for the young master for a long time."

Chen Feng nodded and pulled the prince into the study together.

His hand-holding action was so natural that the prince didn't react at first. It was not until Chen Feng's dry and warm fingers were embedded in his fingertips that he realized Chen Feng's movements. A bright red flashed up his ears, and he threw Chen Feng's hand away mercilessly, staring at him viciously: "What do you want to do?"

"Sorry." Chen Feng looked into the prince's eyes and apologized sincerely, "I just suddenly wanted to hold him."

Suddenly... I suddenly want to take it?

Why is this apologizing like this?!

"Damn it, a big waste." After the prince cursed, he looked at him slanted and fought back proudly and said, "Sorry, I just wanted to scold me suddenly."

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing.

The prince glared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Chen Feng said with his eyes bent, "Just wondering why there are people who are so cute even to scold people."

The prince had a dark face and stepped on Chen Feng's right foot fiercely.

"Um!"

Chen Feng groaned in pain, held the wall and stopped in place, waiting for the pain on his right foot to pass with a twisted face.

The prince couldn't stand his weak appearance, so he pulled him into the study and closed the door.

At the same time, the middle-aged man with a smile on his face and a faint trace of his eyes turned off the video button of his watch.

He sent the video he had just shot to his only contact.

He also explained: "Madam, the young master agreed to come back, but he was surrounded by a young man with outstanding appearance, and the two seemed to have an improper relationship."

Chen Feng was in trouble after entering the study. The picture books and comics he had published were arranged on the bookshelf at all times, but the drawings were too messy, some were hand-painted drawings, and some were printed electronic drawings.

If it were normal, he could sit in the study and search for specific design drawings of the spacecraft one by one, but there were a bunch of people waiting for him outside, and he was embarrassed to let people wait too long, and he was in a dilemma.

At this moment, the prince opened a wooden box next to him: "Aren't you looking for a picture of the spaceship? Hurry up and find it."

Chen Feng hurried forward and pressed the lid of the wooden box: "This is not a design draft."

The prince asked: "What is that?"

Chen Feng: "...it's just a bunch of useless things."

In fact, it was not a useless thing. Chen Feng took off all the design drawings of the prince that had been pasted on the wall and put them in the box.

Because the little prince's design draft and exquisite portrait were pasted on the wall, it looked so perverted.

"Okay." Fortunately, the prince didn't continue asking. He looked up at the study and asked, "Where are you going to start looking for so many things?"

"I don't have time to look for it anymore, so I can't let so many people wait outside."

"What should I do?"

Chen Feng thought for a while, then said to the prince: "Let me use that pen."

The prince handed the pen inexplicably: "What do you want to do?"

“Give it a try.”

Chen Feng took out a piece of paper and drew a Qiankun bag in the form of a certain Xianxia comic on the bookshelf.

The next second, the Qiankun bag was suspended in the air.

Chen Feng tried to stuff a book in. Sure enough, the bag was obviously the size of a palm, and it was not visible at all when stuffed into a book of normal size.

Chen Feng tried to reach in and get the book intact.

Chen Feng opened the gap in the Qiankun bag and asked the prince to help put the entire bookshelf and all the drawings in, including the spaceship that would lose the function of transformation at any time.

The prince looked at the empty study room and then looked at the small Qiankun bag in Chen Feng's hand.

He picked up the pen, frowned, and said, "It seems like this pen can do anything."

Chen Feng put away Qiankun bag, glanced at him, and asked, "Isn't that good?"

The prince was silent for a while and said, "This pen is very good, but I feel like I have spent this pen in vain."

"Just don't waste it in the future." Chen Feng said.

When Chen Feng turned around and walked out the door, his steps suddenly paused.

He looked at the edge of the exposed Qiankun bag in his pocket, and suddenly remembered that the memories he had lost might be retrieved through that pen.

Chen Feng had already guessed that his family should be very rich, but he never thought that he would be so rich.

They followed the middle-aged man into a luxury car, went to a nearby airport, took a private plane, and finally parked on a small island in the Pacific Ocean.

Finally, he was led through the huge manor and into the magnificent villa like a palace. Finally, he sat on the sofa with broken hands and waited for his mother's arrival.

I just went home to visit my mother, and after a series of procedures, I felt like I was paying homage to the ancient emperor.

The prince curled his lips and said, "The entire Huming Realm belongs to our royal family, and we have never seen that our family attaches so much importance to red tape."

"You don't like this?"

"Of course I don't like it, when will we leave?"

Chen Feng looked at his watch and said, "I will finish it as soon as possible."

After taking a luxury car and flying, and after a few hours waiting on the sofa, Chen Feng had completely cleaned up the shallow expectations that he had begun.

After calming down, after thinking, he came to many conclusions.

SMS and emails, envelopes and photo albums on your phone, there is no trace of family members.

Chen Feng, in his childhood, never mentioned his family like the little prince.

After entering the island, there was a depressing and serious atmosphere around.

And they waited on the sofa for an hour but didn't see their mother come out.

All of this is to illustrate: his family seems not as harmonious as expected.

"Young Master." A maid came up, "Mrs. I went to the beauty salon and haven't come back yet."

"When will I come back?" Chen Feng asked.

"At the earliest it will be tomorrow morning, the local weather conditions are not suitable for flying," said the maid.

Chen Feng: "..."

It was poverty that limited his imagination.

He only knew that Zhao Linlin was doing beauty treatments at the dim and small beauty shop downstairs, but he didn't know that the beauty salons of rich people were directly made across countries.

After the meal, Chen Feng and the prince were taken into the room to rest.

After entering the room, Chen Feng saw the prince staring at a photo on the wall.
To be continued...