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By Red Bean Pudding
"Mu Rong's family is not your mother's big brother." Feng Ming came out again.
A white glimpse, eyes staring straight at Feng Ming, what did he say? He said that her mother and Murong's family are not brothers and sisters? But the old man doesn't say that, isn't it?
"Do you know my mother's business?"
"do not know."
"Cheat, then how do you know that the Murong family is not my mother's big brother?" If he did not know, how do you know this?
"I really don't know about your mother, but some people know."
"Who?"
"Mu Rongfeng."
"Well? Murong's owner?"
"That is..." Not Murong's owner, who is this Murong Feng? Really and my mother's big brother? Or...
"Do you want to see him?"
White nodded heavily.
"There will be this opportunity." Kim was low and looked at his pure black shoes.
"So can you talk about this Murong family owner?"
When Jin Hao was closed, he no longer made a sound by leaning against the wall. Obviously he did not want to say it. The white cockroach was so good that he couldn't help but lean down against the wall of the car. The scorpion looked straight at the curtain. It seemed that he was thinking about something, and the car suddenly calmed down.
The carriage slowly traveled and finally stopped in front of the door in the city.
"This is also yours?" The doorway decoration of this house is exactly the same as that of the prime minister's house. Even the two stone statues in front of the door are exactly the same in size, color and posture. She suddenly has the illusion that it is the capital of the capital. Not Qingcheng.
"Yep."
"You shouldn't decorate all the other hospitals in your name exactly the same?" White was just a question, but he didn't expect the answer to be as she thought.
"In addition to the Feng family ancestral home." The words fell, Feng Ming walked straight into it.
Feng Minggang stepped into the door threshold, an old man suddenly appeared and shouted with respect, "Young Master."
"Well." Feng Ming faintly responded, did not stop and continued to move forward.
Bai Yan carefully glanced at the old man. With Feng Ning’s indifferent and arrogant personality, he would take care of this old man. It only shows that the old man has an unusual position in Feng Min’s heart, and this is the first time she heard someone say He is not the master, Feng Gongzi, but the young master.
"Moon son." The old man smiled at Bai Xiaowei and shouted reverently.
A white glimpse, but also quickly understand that this old man will get the news in advance, or how can he know her identity?
"Uncle, she is not a son of the moon, is Mrs. Feng." Feng Ming, who walked in front of him, stepped forward and turned to correct the old man's name.
The old man was slightly surprised, but he smiled a little, and his eyes looked brighter. "Yes, the old slave knows."
"Hey, Feng Ming, I am a man, not your lady." Bai Hao stepped forward to the theory.
Feng Ming ignored the white pheasant and turned directly to the main house. The white cricket was behind the theory. The old man behind them smiled and looked at the two figures that gradually went away. It seems that the young master has found him. The person to be cherished.The old man suddenly looked up into the air and muttered with a bit of gratification: Master, the young master has found his other half, and you should be at ease.
Into the main house, Feng Ming directly took off his coat, wearing only a white coat, even the hair was dismissed by his shoulders, then the shoes under his feet were removed, and the white scorpion entered the house. What I saw was such a scene. The noble and elegant ice hall in peace was completely different. This did not diminish his beauty, but it was a bit more chic.
"You... are you hot?"
"Mrs. Feng, do you want to soak in water with me?" Feng Ming had already taken off his coat while speaking, revealing the strong body. At this time, he had only one pair of pants left. .
"Oh... no." Bai Haohe smiled, immediately turned and fled the scene, where he dared to continue to accompany him to soak, as for a lot of those who wanted to come to the theory, she was swallowed.
Jin Hao looked at the white singer who was a bit like a wilderness. The corner of his mouth suddenly smirked a smile, and then he entered the darkroom after the screen.
After the white cockroach escaped, the cheeks were a little blushing on the doorpost. I saw her licking her hoe and smashing the picture of the nosebleed in her head, followed by the white slap and patted her cheek. Keep talking about forgetting to forget.
"Little lady."
The white man slammed and turned to look at the old man who suddenly appeared behind her.
"Little lady, the old slave has prepared meals, and the lady can eat advanced." The old man said respectfully.
"I am not your little lady, you just call me my son."
"The young master said that you are, you are." The old man smiled kindly and gave a very warm feeling.
"Do you think your young master will marry a man to go home?" Even after the last incident, her female identity was known to Feng Ming, and even Wu Jun did not know it. As for Feng Ming’s question. I was just curious as to how my own master suddenly asked him to ask questions like this, and did not guess the white woman’s identity.
Therefore, now in the eyes of outsiders, she is still a man.
The old man did not answer, but smiled shallowly.
"That... Uncle is right." She remembered that Feng Ming called the old man.
"Returning to Mrs. Shao, the old slave surnamed Han, the famous Zhongde, is the housekeeper of this house." There is no trace of humbleness on the old man's face, and some are only gentle, kindly.
After looking at the main house, Bai Yan slowly said, "I think I am still eating better."
"Mr. Little lady please."
Bai Hao nodded and followed the Han Guanjia to the side of the dining room to eat.
"Uncle, have you been in these years?"
"Ten years."
"That can you understand the Murong family?"
"What does the lady want to know?"
"Mu Rongjia's current homeowner's information." Feng Ming said that this person is not her nominal name, and the old man's statement is completely opposite, what is this all about? Also, what kind of person is he?
"Little lady can ask the young master." Han Guanjia whispered.
"That Rong Rongfeng, can Uncle be heard?"Han Guanjia’s face changed slightly. “He is dead.”
"Well? Dead?" But just Feng Ming did not say that she would have the chance to see the Murong Feng? Why is this really dead here at Uncle? This……
Han Guanjia nodded.
"This Murong Feng is also the person of the Murong family?" The same name is Murong, it should also be the Murong family.
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