After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 495
After being reminded by Zhang Yiming, Feng Yin's eyes fell on the faces of the hostages.

It was only then that they realized that the fear and fear they showed were only on the surface, and instead of fear in their eyes, there was a hint of excitement in their eyes.

In other words, her previous guess came true.

These two parties are clearly a group.

As for that shop, no matter who opened it, Feng Yin decided not to shop there again.

Turning his gaze again, he found several familiar figures appearing at the intersection.

The six sons were driving the carriage, followed by the five servants that the Zhang family had just bought, standing on tiptoes, stretching their necks and looking at this side with interest.

Three of them looked at the crowd, as if they were looking for someone.

The corners of Feng Yin's lips curled up slightly, and he said in a relaxed tone: "The six sons have brought a few of them back."

Following her gaze, Zhang Yiming also saw Liu Zi and those servants.

Especially seeing the three pairs of anxiously searching eyes, Zhang Yiming secretly praised in his heart: "Good subordinate."

But Feng Yin's words were answered in his mouth: "Well, it seems that we have been wasting a lot of time here."

"Want to go down?"

Feng Yin looked back at him, "They seem to be looking for us."

"Yes."

At this moment, Zhang Yiming had already seen that one of the three had keenly discovered the window where their husband and wife were, and a flash of joy flashed across their anxious eyes.

"But it's okay, they have found that we are here."

Feng Yin looked curiously at the place where the six sons and the others were, and sure enough, she found that the three of them nodded slightly to this side, and then looked away.

Faced with such a caring subordinate, Feng Yin's heart felt like a ball of cotton stuffed, and she was very upset.

She pursed her lips: "Do you want to find a chance to chat with them carefully at night?"

"Not in a hurry."

Zhang Yiming looked at her and found that her expression was slightly different, so he quickly patted her comfortingly, "Since we just bought it, we can't show too much trust."

"I see."

Feng Yin let out a long breath and suddenly didn't want to speak.

After waiting for more than half of the incense stick time, seeing the actors below completely withdraw from the street, Feng Yin hurriedly got up and stretched her waist: "Finally left, let's go back."

Zhang Yiming also got up and looked at the untouched pastries on the table: "Do you want to pack it back?"

Feng Yin said without hesitation: "Fight, we spent money, how can we stay in this cheap shop?"

The couple packed the pastries, paid the bill, and left the high-end teahouse.

A lot of people watching the excitement outside have dispersed. The shop where there were thieves when it opened today has experienced the previous bustle and madness, but now Yemen is deserted.

It can be seen that not everyone is a fool, on the contrary, most of the people who can take root in Fucheng are not simple.

Feng Yin and his wife can see that the other party is acting in public, and other people can also see it.

"Master, madam, you are here."

As soon as the couple left the teahouse, the six sons and five servants chased after them, and the carriage stopped beside them, "Master, get in the carriage."

Feng Yin and his wife were not pretentious, and got into the car one after another.

Before getting into the car, Feng Yin casually handed the cakes in her hand to the woman beside her: "By the way, the pastries that my master and I didn't finish eating in the teahouse just now, you share."

"Thank you, Madam, for your reward!"

The woman took the pastry and thanked her again and again, "Slave (slave) thank you Madam for the reward!"

As the woman's words reminded the other four people who were a little dazed, they thanked Feng Yin one after another.

Feng Yin waved her hand: "I don't need you to thank me, as long as you work hard for me in the future."

"Yes."

The woman stuffed the cake into her bosom, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to help Feng Yin get into the car.

Zhang Yiming's cold gaze scared her outstretched hand back, and she even took several steps back.

　Happy New Years Day babies!I love you all~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)