Feng Huaijin is unreliable and cannot be counted on.
So Su Li quickly found a word to dodge and then ruthlessly hung up the phone.
Feng Huaijin’s forehead twitched slightly, this woman...
"Brother Qi, where are you going?"
Feng Huaijin tossed out a sentence: "The mall across the street."
Since this area is full of various companies, especially with an Ao Shi Group branch here, there’s a bustling commercial street and a department store.
Su Li was just wandering around inside.
As soon as she stepped into the children’s toy store, Feng Huaijin, dressed in a suit, walked in right behind her.
The store manager was in shock and saw Feng Huaijin approach, wrapping his arm around Su Li’s waist, and asked playfully in her ear, "Honey, which one caught your eye?"
Su Li stiffened all over: "..."
He really is practiced at putting his arm around someone...
Su Li smacked Feng Huaijin’s hand away, blushing with embarrassment, and said, "Stop touching me."
"Your husband can’t hold you?" Feng Huaijin retorted.
The store manager came over and asked, "Are you two picking toys for a younger brother or sister?" Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Su Li replied, "No, for my son, about six years old."
Feng Huaijin glanced at her stomach, smirking, and asked, "Oh? How did you give birth to a six-year-old son at eighteen?"
The store manager was also dumbfounded, wondering if this was a joke or... a stepmother?
Su Li replied irritably, "I’m not the stepmother, I’m the real mother!"
"Feng Huaijin, what’s so funny? I can not only have a six-year-old son, I..."
Feng Huaijin lowered his head, the shadow falling across her face, and asked with interest, "What can you?"
"I can even have your biological son, six years old!" Su Li was angry, speaking recklessly.
Feng Huaijin let out a long breath and said, "Although I like beautiful women, I’m not interested in twelve-year-old girls; I’m not a pedophile."
Su Li really felt she was out of her mind to seek advice from Feng Huaijin, the real father.
Su Li pushed him away, deciding to look herself.
The children’s toys were very delicate and cute.
Su Li’s eyes were shining, finding each one adorable.
A glint of contemplation passed through Feng Huaijin’s eyes. Was Su Li really trying to pick toys, but where did she have a child?
Or was it just a guise, a smokescreen tossed at him?
Feng Huaijin walked over and took the Barbie doll out of Su Li’s hands, saying coldly, "What little boy likes this stuff?"
"Buy toy guns, cars, tanks."
Su Li turned her head and couldn’t help but ask, "Did Mr. Qi like playing with these when you were little?"
Feng Huaijin’s expression gradually darkened, and the hand hidden under his sleeve clenched into a fist.
Su Li shrank her neck, feeling that Feng Huaijin was so cold, not knowing what she said wrong.
Feng Huaijin lowered his eyes and said flatly, "I never played with toys since I was a child."
Born into the large Feng Family, being the second son of the Direct Lineage, the rules of etiquette were strict.
A mocking smile appeared on Feng Huaijin’s lips.
He had never even touched them.
The direct lineage’s children were required to follow rules, and only Feng Ciye, those illegitimate children, would play with toys.
Although, he had once really wanted to play.
Su Li stared blankly at Feng Huaijin’s cold and handsome face, feeling a sudden sting in her heart.
Su Li turned her head, coughed lightly, and said, "Sorry."
The next second, Feng Huaijin grabbed Su Li’s chin, his voice turning playful: "Just teasing you."