I took my cubs to win in the entertainment industry

Chapter 311 Uncle Feng likes her, so can he be his father?
"Actually, third master, you don't need to take so much trouble to send it over if you are so busy."

Looking at the two big bags on the counter, Jian Chu said in a low voice.

Feng Yichen casually picked up the water glass on the side, took a sip, and said softly, "No trouble."

Looking at the quilt in the man's hand, Jian Chu was in a bad mood, and stared at Feng Yichen resentfully: "Third Master, that's my cup."

Feng Yichen put it down disapprovingly: "I know."

Jane Chu: "..."

"Third Master!" Jian Chu took a deep breath and called out very solemnly.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her, and beckoned her to say.

Jian Chu's eyes were wide open, and she felt that she must make it clear to this man today.

It's too out of date to go on like this without knowing why.

Under the man's long and narrow eyes, the words that were full of stomach were stuck in the throat, and when the words came out, the taste changed.

"Third Master, go to the living room first. I'll cook. There's a lot of oily smoke here."

Feng Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, chuckled lightly, responded with an 'um' in a low voice, and then went out.

Jian Chu patted his forehead in frustration, feeling that he was too worthless.

In the living room, Xiao Yi kept looking in the direction of the kitchen. When Feng Yichen came out, he immediately looked away, and sat upright watching the TV.

Feng Yichen walked over and sat down beside him with a relaxed posture.

In the living room, the TV was noisy, and in the kitchen, the voice of a woman busy was clearly audible.

Feng Yichen looked at the well-behaved little guy beside him, the curvature of the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.

This atmosphere made him very comfortable.

There is an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Xiao Yi turned his head suddenly, and saw Feng Yichen looking at him with a smile, his small face flushed a little more.

"Uncle Feng." He called out suddenly.

Feng Yichen squinted his eyes, a little lazy, and his voice became a little more easy-going and friendly: "Huh?"

Xiao Yi looked at the man in front of him, then at the direction of the kitchen, and slowly knelt down on the sofa, keeping his voice very quiet.

"Uncle Feng, do you like me... my aunt?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Feng Yichen's eyes, then he looked at the nervous little guy in front of him, and chuckled lightly.

With a bit of interest in his eyes: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yi thought for a while, then nodded tentatively: "Like it?"

The corner of Feng Yichen's mouth curled up in a joyful arc: "Yes, I like it."

There was surprise in Xiao Yi's eyes, and the whole person was so excited that he couldn't sit still.

At the same time, I thought in my heart, Uncle Feng likes her, so can Uncle Feng be his father?
Feng Yichen looked at Xiao Yi, feeling a little hot for no reason, and couldn't help looking at the kitchen.

Everyone knows that he likes her, why doesn't that little idiot know?
Two people have different ideas.

On the TV, I don't know when it was tuned to a TV drama channel.

A large family ethics drama.

At this moment, a woman who abandons her husband and son finds a rich man in the city.

Later, when the man found out that the woman had a son in his hometown, he was so angry that he had a big fight with the woman, and then dragged the woman to divorce.

When Xiao Yi, who was in joy, saw this plot, his face turned pale with fright.

He quickly took the remote control and changed the channel.

But slowly, the man's words that scolded the woman for cheating filled his mind, and his whole body, as if he had been poured with a basin of ice water, felt cool.

(End of this chapter)