Chapter 809: Clever Eldest Son

"Don't think about it, just work hard with Ms. Lin to help him. The important thing is that he can walk on the right path from now on, but if he is willing to be a down-to-earth person and do things because of Zhong Jie, then you don't have to worry, life still depends on him I went there myself!" Feng

Beichen couldn't help persuading his father.

Feng Tianyue sighed, "Look again, let's not talk about them, where are you now?"

"I'm still in the parking lot of the teahouse." Feng Beichen said truthfully.

"Then I'm hanging up, you should go home quickly, Xiaozhen and the children should be waiting soon." After Feng Tianyue finished speaking, he hung up.

The children will be anxious to wait, but Xiao Zhen is not sure, she is desperately trying to push him out! Feng Beichen started the car and drove towards Zhong Zhen's house while cursing.

All he could think about was how to reveal the truth in front of Zhong Zhen, and Feng Beichen kept making phone calls until he arrived at the door of his house.

The butler stood at the entrance of the living room to greet them. Feng Beichen saw that there was no one in the living room, so he asked who had come back.

"Everyone is here." The butler replied with a smile.

Feng Beichen nodded, went up to the second floor and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

There was a slight noise inside, the door opened, and it was Feng Juezun who opened it, "Father!" His round eyes were full of joy.

Feng Beichen rubbed his hair, walked into the door and looked around, "Where's your mother?"

"She was on the phone from the balcony." Feng Juezun pointed to the balcony.

Sure enough, seeing a corner of the fabric fluttering in the wind, Feng Beichen nodded, "Okay, you go back and lie down and sleep, I'll take a shower."

Seeing Feng Beichen walking towards the cloakroom, Feng Juezun hurried over and pushed him into the bathroom, "Dad, take a shower, I'll help you find pajamas."

The son is filial to himself, and Feng Beichen enjoys it, but he just told him, "Be careful."

"Okay, wash it quickly." After Feng Juezun finished speaking, he closed the door for him very considerately.

Feng Beichen turned on the shower, all he could do was wait for his son to bring in his pajamas.

Zhong Zhen came into the room after making the phone call, only to hear the light on in the bathroom and the sound of rushing water.

But Feng Juezun lay obediently in the bed, and said to her, "Mom, Dad is taking a shower when he comes back, but he seems to have forgotten his pajamas and went in."

Zhong Zhen looked at the bathroom, then at his son, right? Let her send her pajamas in? What the hell is this Feng Beichen doing?

Feng Juezun raised his head and urged her, "Mom, why don't you give pajamas to Dad?"

Zhong Zhen faltered, "Ah, this..."

Feng Juezun made a gesture to sit up, "Why don't I go and deliver it." After speaking, he suddenly sneezed!

"Oh, lie down quickly, and be careful of catching a cold!" Zhong Zhen felt sorry for his son, and walked over to press him to lie down.

Lord Feng Jue pointed to the bathroom, "But, Dad—"

Zhong Zhen pressed down his hand and covered the quilt, "I'll deliver it, is that okay?"

"Oh." Feng Juezun responded softly, and closed his eyes obediently.

Zhong Zhen brushed his hair angrily, stood up and walked into the cloakroom to get Feng Beichen's pajamas.

Feng Juezun quietly opened his eyes, watching Zhong Zhen knock on the bathroom door with a pile of clothes, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Feng Beichen heard the knock on the door, he thought it was his son bringing clothes, so he opened the door, but he saw Zhong Zhen standing outside.

Zhong Zhen turned his face away, and sent the clothes forward, "here."

Feng Beichen secretly smiled inwardly, but the expression on his face was rather awkward, "Honey, I—" His hands were full of foam.

Zhong Zhen bit her cheek, and really wanted to hit him to vent her anger, but since her son was lying on the side of the bed, she endured it anyway, slipped sideways into the door, rolled up the pajamas and put them on the sundry rack, and hurriedly go outside.

But even so, peripheral vision will inevitably see things that shouldn't be seen! Her face quickly became hot!

Naturally, Feng Beichen had a panoramic view of his wife's every move. He closed the door and smiled silently. After washing quickly, he put on his clothes, wiped his hair and dried it before going out.

At this time, Feng Juezun and Zhong Zhen were already lying side by side in the bed.

"Dad, Mom, good night." Feng Juezun said softly.

Um? Son still asleep? Zhong Zhen opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Feng Juezun.

Feng Juezun smiled at her, then looked at Feng Beichen who was about to lie down in bed.

Zhong Zhen turned sideways unnaturally, facing Feng Juezun and said, "Aren't you going to sleep with your eyes closed?"

Feng Juezun had no choice but to obediently obey the order and close his eyes. Feng Beichen took the opportunity to perform the same scene as last night, and wrapped Zhong Zhen in his arms.

Zhong Zhen didn't dare to make big moves, so he only used his nails to pinch and seal Beichen, so as to make him hold back.

But Feng Beichen was determined not to stop, and let her pinch him.

As a result, it is conceivable that Zhong Zhen couldn't handle him harshly, so he soon gave up torturing him.

Feng Beichen rested his chin lightly on Zhong Zhen's back shoulder, he really wanted to tell her, give him a little more time, he will tell her the truth!

However, the evidence has not yet been fully grasped, and Zhong Jiangdu has not returned to China, so he has to wait...

When he woke up the next day, Zhong Zhen immediately doubted his life. Why did he hold Feng Beichen tightly again?

Feng Juezun at the side smiled slightly after seeing it, "Mom, so you love Dad so much? We are all worried that you have a bad relationship."

"Son, should you feel relieved now?" Feng Beichen said with a smile.

Zhong Zhen couldn't stand being ridiculed by their father and son together, and urged with a long face, "Get up, brush your teeth and wash your face!"

"I'll wash with them in the past, and give Mom, Dad and you two space." Feng Juezun wooed them brightly.

"Yo, your son is so cute." Feng Beichen was very happy.

Zhong Zhen gave him a sharp look, and went straight into the bathroom to wash up. After Feng Beichen waited for his son to go out, he also entered the bathroom and stood side by side with Zhong Zhen.

"Zhenxi is going back to China, did your cousin call you to say that she will come back together?" Feng Beichen asked her in a low voice.

Zhong Zhen turned his head and looked at him. It was Zhong Jie who called her overseas last night, and she went to answer it outside the balcony! After quickly rinsing her mouth, she replied, "Yes, it was when you came back."

It seems that Zhong Jiangdu is about to enter the urn steadily! Feng Beichen smiled and said nothing.

Zhong Zhen washed his face and went to the cloakroom to change. The phone in Feng Beichen's pocket vibrated, obviously he had received a text message.

He took it out to read, and the content was: The target person has booked a flight ticket, and the arrival time in China is 6:24 tomorrow

Feng Beichen forwarded this text message to Xiang Ming, and compiled a long instruction and sent it along.

"It's almost time for breakfast, why don't you go down?" Zhong Zhen came to remind him.

Hurrying to pack the phone, Feng Beichen strode over to hug her, Zhong Zhen wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter, and leaned into her ear and said, "Just let me hug her for a while, just for a while." Zhong Zhen's heart softened, and he stood there motionless.