"Which Fang Han?"

Feng Youwei asked with his eyes blinking.

Fang Xing was speechless, and then said, "As far as Fang knew, there were many people with the surname Fang in the capital, but only the one named Fang Han was a dog."

Feng Youwei was hit by some emotion and staggered.

However, Zhao calmly went over to support him and said, "My uncle, please come in and serve tea."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "There are many opportunities in the future if you don't have tea, but Mr. Feng is okay? If it is inappropriate, Fang knows some tricks of the Yellow Emperor."

This is a kind of close joke, and Feng Youwei understood it.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Lin walking in, and said, "Alin goes back to your room first."

Fang Xing slowly turned around, and Feng Lin was a little panicked in blessed greeting.

Her bun's face dissipated a lot, and she couldn't tell a beauty, but she had a kind smell.

Girl next door?

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "He's a good girl."

This is acknowledging Feng Lin!

Yang felt that the aura in his chest became even bigger, so he retching again.

Feng Xiang looked at Fang Xing blankly, feeling that the world was a little confused.

"Who is Fang Han?"

He asked subconsciously.

Feng Lin didn't hear Fang Xing's previous words, so he thought it was Tudou who caused trouble, so he asked, "What's wrong with Fang Han?"

Fang Xing saw all these reactions and said, "He is fine."

How could that kid have any trouble? For his future, I, as a man, have to come and propose marriage to him.

Feng Youwei said with a stern face: "Alin hurry up and go in!"

After Feng Lin entered, Fang Xing bowed to Feng Youwei with a smile: "I believe Mr. Feng and the dog have met many times. You should know the boy's temperament. If you don't give up, Fang brings a bottle of good wine. Let's have a drink together at noon?"

Most people ask for marriage to come to their homes. If they fail, there is room for maneuver and they will not be embarrassed to meet in the future.

But Fang Xing broke the rules and came to the door by himself. If it was reported, it would inevitably make people feel like "bullying with power".

Feng Youwei and Zhao looked at each other, and both of them remembered the boy who often came to their homes to show their gratitude.

That Fang Han is Xing and Bo’s eldest son?

Zhao thought of the easy-going potatoes like ordinary children, and when she thought about her silly daughter, she couldn't help but laugh.

But Feng Youwei was a little hesitant.

Fang Xing knew what he was hesitating about. He was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the rope for ten years.

After Chen Zhong, Feng Youwei stayed away from the powerful and even began to select customers in the painting business, but he refused any of them related to the honorary family.

But now life is a joke with him. The boy who used to show kindness to him, the boy who covet his daughter, is actually Xing and Bo's eldest son...

He looked at his son with a confused look on his face, then looked at his smile, as ordinary as Old Li who runs a grocery store next door, and felt that he must be in a dream now.

Cinderella's idea only exists in the minds of older single young people under the age of thirty. Men and women over this age know what reality is.

A top powerful man came to the home of an ordinary person and said kindly that my son, my future heir, wanted to marry your daughter.

Is this world crazy?

Feng Youwei held it in for a long time and finally said, "Please come in and have tea."

This time, only Fang Xing and Feng Youwei went in, and Zhao was also the one who made tea, so others were not qualified to get involved.

Feng Youwei pointed to the teacup carefully and said, "Brother, my family is a small family, and the tea is not good, so please forgive me."

Fang Xing picked up the teacup and saw that Zhao refused to leave. He smiled and said, "Fang has been in the army for many years and has not studied tea in depth, he just wants to talk."

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and went out.

Yang and others were outside. When they saw their mother-in-law come out, they took the tea tray attentively and asked, "Mom, did Xing and Bo see Alin?"

Zhao was worried and said casually: "I saw it right, otherwise there would be so many good things to say."

Yang Shifei ran to Feng Lin's boudoir like that. Seeing that she was actually doing needlework, she snatched her and shouted, "What else do you do when you get married!"

Feng Lin was stunned, and then Tudou's face appeared in his mind and asked, "Who?"

Yang covered his mouth and smiled, "You!"

Feng Lin's face was pale and stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, who is it?"

Seeing her panic, Yang smiled and said, "But from a big background, Alin, you want to enjoy your happiness."

Feng Lin's eyes turned red and he rushed out without saying a word.

Yang was very anxious and hurriedly grabbed her and asked, "What are you doing?"

If Feng Lin went to disrupt the atmosphere, Yang would definitely not have a good life.

So she hid her jealousy like fire and hugged Feng Lin in an instant.

"I don't want it!"

Feng Lin struggled, and Yang was no match for her, so he whispered: "It's that Fang Han's father!"

Feng Lin suddenly became quiet. Yang quickly took her to sit down, and then gasped and said, "That is Fang Han's father, Da Mingxing and Bo."

"Fang Han?"

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment.

I didn't hear a few people talking outside the door before, but I was just curious that this guest had never seen him before.

"It's that boy's father is here."

Yang felt stuffy in his chest, but he still said happily: "His father is here to beg you to be your daughter-in-law!"

Xing Hebo’s daughter-in-law, the future Mrs. Xing Hebo…

Yang felt that the depression gradually faded away. Her only idea now was to establish a good relationship with her sister-in-law and repair the cracks in the past.

As for the experience of being threatened by Tudou, Yang felt that as long as he operated well, he could become acquaintance between both sides without fighting.

But her elder brother is afraid that he can't come to the Feng family again, otherwise the magnanimous person would know that the Yang family would definitely be in trouble.

Feng Lin suddenly flew his cheeks and then lowered his head.

Yang smiled and said, "I must go and see Xing and Bo, and change some clothes later."

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "No."

"Alin, Alin!"

At this time, Zhao walked in and nodded with Yang with satisfaction when he saw this. He thought her sister-in-law was good, and then said, "Alin and mother."

Later, when we arrived at the front hall, Feng Linfu bowed.

"I've seen... Xinghe Bo."

Fang Xing saw that although the girl was shy, she was not at a loss. She was a little more satisfied and said with a smile: "My stupid son still thinks that his family doesn't know about it, but he is afraid that my fierce father will be dissatisfied and will be randomly a few times in the future, hahahaha!"

Feng Youwei was accompanying him. The two had already exchanged views in advance and decided roughly.

So he felt much more relaxed and said, "Fang Han looks honest and does things steadily."

This is the praise of Tudou's future father-in-law, and Fang Xing of course has to return the gift.

"Alin is generous. I have nothing good to do. I heard that Alin likes to write and paint, so I brought a set of four treasures in the study."

Well!

Feng Youwei was a little surprised, while Zhao was a little panicked.

Although there is no such thing as "a woman without talent is virtue", women's writing and painting are still non-mainstream, so Fang Xing has many meanings to give the four treasures of the study.

"The Fang family doesn't have many rules, they are very comfortable."

Fang Xing took out a complete set of four treasures in the study. When he saw the box of brushes, Feng Youwei couldn't help but his eyes lit up and asked, "But it is from the palace?"

Fang Xing nodded, and Feng Youwei couldn't help but sigh: "It's a waste for A Lin."

This guy is also a fool!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Next time I'll let Fang Han get some."

This immediately brought the distance between each other closer, and Zhao became less nervous.

"This is……"

When I saw the inkstone, even Zhao, who was not familiar with literature, was shocked.

"Along the River During the Qingming Festival?"

There are countless scenes carved on the inkstone with simple shapes. After a closer look, Feng Youwei, who could not understand calligraphy and painting, was shocked.

He had seen a copy of the Qingming Festival of the River During the Qingming Festival and was shocked by heaven and thought that his family was absolutely unsatisfied.

But now there is a map of Qingming River on the inkstone. Although it is only a part of it, the exquisite carving makes him unable to help but think about it.

Fang Xing was observing Feng Lin. Seeing that she was not paying attention to this, he said, "It's just for A Lin to play with it."

Luxury!

No, Feng Youwei thinks this is not luxury, but elegance.
Chapter completed!