Chapter 202 Test

He is familiar with that strange and conspicuous hat, which is Ye Xuanji's!

When they went to Jinmei Villa in Baihua City together, Ye Xuanji first became a vampire. In order to cover his pale face and block the sunlight, he always wore this huge black hat and was laughed at several times by Feng Junyang.

His heart rose to his throat. He asked in shock, "Has Ye Xuanji been here?"

Who? What are you talking about? Feng Wenbai's hand shook, and a piece of braised pork fell off the chopsticks.

Feng Junyang felt his father's panic, and he was more convinced that it was Ye Xuanji who had come. This despicable and shameless villain actually arrived home when he was not at home. He didn't know what else he had done.

"Ye Xuanji! That hook is his hat!" Feng Junyang stood up, took his hat and said, "There are traces of thorns hanging on the brim of the hat. It's obvious that he hung it in the forest of Chasing the Moon Pavilion. Dad, tell me, what is Ye Xuanji doing here?"

Feng Wenbai stood up, but was stopped by Shufang to sit down. Shufang smiled and said, "Junyang, is there anyone you call your master like this? Ye Xuanji is not what you called. Why did you suddenly lose your temper, Yangyang? It was your father watching a play in the circus. The hat thrown down by the clown. At that time, your father also went on stage to interact with the clown. What's wrong with you tonight? Say something unclear."

"Is it true? Dad?" Feng Junyang asked in disbelief.

"This child, all the people in Wanhucheng were watching the performance that night. You can ask door-to-door if I received this hat." Feng asked Bai, "Why have you become suspicious?" With that, he exchanged a look with Shufang. Shufang stood up and walked to Feng Junyang's side, pulled him to sit down, and whispered, "Dinner, what's the matter? Let's talk about it after dinner. Don't sweep the elegance of the two distant guests."

"Okay..." Feng Junyang answered, picked up the glass and drank it. The taste of osmanthus wine was light and far away, but he was not interested in tasting it at all.

It's so strange. It's obviously Ye Xuanji's hat. Why do parents cover it up?

"Come on, Yan'an, let's have a toast. This osmanthus wine tastes very indifferent. It seems to be a gentleman's friendship. Let's have a toast for you and our family. Pearl, you can also taste it. This is more precious wine than a hundred years of aging!" Feng Wenbai raised his glass high and touched Yan'an and Mingzhu.

Yan An took a sip, unlike Feng Junyang. He slowly tasted it. The clear taste had been transmitted from his mouth to his stomach. He felt as if he was in the Gui Garden and was refreshed all over. He praised: "It's really a good wine! Good wine! Feng Junyang, what do you think?

"Good wine." Feng Junyang said tastelessly that his mind was full of the matter of the hat, and eating anything in his mouth was like chewing wax.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Shufang asked worriedly, "Why don't you go back to your room to rest early?"

"No, mother, everyone, eat quickly. I'm fine. Ouch, what am I doing? I'm still not in shape when the guests come. Yan'an, Mingzhu, whatever you want!" Feng Junyang smiled and temporarily withdrew from his chaotic thoughts. He picked up a chopstick and put it into his mother's bowl and said, "Mom, come and eat. I will cook for you tomorrow."

"If you have a mother, you won't have a father?" Feng Wenbai was jealous and said, "I'm sad."

"My God, Dad, when did you become so sissy?" Feng Junyang exclaimed, got up and poured a glass of wine for Feng Wenbai, and then raised his glass and said, "Dad, let's cherish the happy days now. Really, I feel so happy now. I can't wait to see you two and beautiful..."

"Stop it! Thousands of words are in this glass of wine. You are my father's good son. Although I haven't seen you get a penny back from home for so many years, and every time you come back, you squeeze out my account like a debt collector, I understand your ambition, handsome, and I believe you will do something great. Come on, son, we are counting on you." Fengwen Bai said earnestly.

"Ask Bai, you will say money, money, your son doesn't need your money, and someone else uses it?" You are such a precious son, and you are still separated from each other. Shufang said angrily, "Pearl, don't you think so?"

"Well, yes...hehe..." Mingzhu didn't know who to throw this topic to. Madam Feng, won't you misunderstand?

"Mom, I had a dream last night." Feng Junyang suddenly said, "I dreamed of an old man with a white beard and said... that I was not your biological son and wanted me to get out of the Feng family. He said that he was the ancestor of the Feng family and did not want me as a foreigner to inherit the family. What should I do?"

He said half jokingly and half seriously, staring at his parents' expressions to see if they were anything strange.

Feng Wenbai almost spit out a mouthful of rice. The expression on his face couldn't help laughing. He endured and swallowed the mouthful of rice, or was choked and drank a sip of water. Feng Wenbai looked at Feng Junyang and asked, "What are you thinking all day long?"

"Yes, Junyang, what are you thinking? You are not our son, so who are you? Shufang also laughed, "Mother promise that you are our son. On the day I gave birth to you, I also looked at your appearance carefully. Well, it hasn't changed for so many years. If you don't believe it, you can ask the midwife at that time, who is Grandma He in the right back street. On that day, I only gave birth to a child of you, and your father stayed happily and entertained Grandma He for three days. When Grandma He left, she was so happy that she wiped her mouth and said, "Big nephew, when will you have a baby again?"

In a word, everyone present was amused.

"Feng Junyang, are you on the wrong line?" Yan An handed over a wine. He knew what Feng Junyang wanted to ask. He was eager to know his background, so he couldn't care that there were two outsiders here.

"Just say it, look at how nervous you look. I said dreams. Didn't you say that dreams are the opposite of reality? Feng Junyang pretended to speak easily. Looking at their parents' expressions, they were completely instinctive and unconceal, and their mother said that there was any mother-in-law to testify. Was it Ye Xuanji who made a mistake? Does it have nothing to do with Jinmei Villa at all?

That can't be better! Although the encounter at Jinmei Villa is amazing, he believes that he does not have the ability to solve it.

How nice it is to be Bai's son, with a father and mother, a family and a career...

A meal has its own taste, and the most serious one is the pearl. The simple pearl did not understand the thoughts of these people and ate with relish. Feng Junyang knocked on the sidelines. Feng Wenbai and Shufang kept checking the leaks and filling the gaps, while Yan'an became a peacemaker and played a circle everywhere.

"Well, is everyone full? Junyang, take the guests to the west wing, which has been cleaned up. Feng Wenbai smiled and said, "Yan'an, Mingzhu, I won't leave you to talk, although I have a lot of questions to ask you. Tomorrow, you will have a hard trip. Take a good rest."

"It bothered Uncle Lao. You should also rest early." Yan'an and Mingzhu politely said goodbye to Bai, and Feng Junyang entered the side door and went to the west wing room.

"Feng Junyang, why do you have to talk about these things to your parents at the dinner table?" Yan An said, "I feel that you are a little too cold-blooded. Your parents are all about you, but you say something that hurts them inappropriately, which is really a disaster.

"I'm a little impulsive. Don't you want to know?" Feng Junyang blamed himself, "Now I also regret..."

Mingzhu, who has not spoken for a long time, said, "I said Feng Junyang. In fact, you don't have to care so much about your background. How happy are you now? If you continue to investigate, yes or no, it will cause harm to your family. All right, when you see that Yan'an and I are homeless, don't you understand how lucky you are?"

The handsome man is speechless. The three walked to the courtyard outside the west wing. The night covered the whole wine alley, and there were black lights everywhere. The voices of the three seemed very loud. This empty night made Feng Junyang feel unsteady.

"Yan'an, you live in the one on the left, Mingzhu, you live on the right." Feng Junyang arranged. Seeing Mingzhu frowning and looking at the empty yard, he smiled and said, "Of course, I won't leave you alone. I'll live in the middle to give you courage, okay."

Pearl smiled.

"You go in first, the light is on. If you can't sleep, there is a book in it. You can read it. Feng Junyang said. I'll go to my parents to say good night.

"I will soon become sensible and polite." Yan'an laughed, "You can't make them angry anymore. Otherwise, if you recognize me and Mingzhu as a son and daughter, then the family business here will really not be yours."

He left the west wing and followed the winding pavilion to a fork in the road. He didn't know which direction to go, one side was his mother's room and the other side was his father's. They have been separated for many years.