Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Yang Yang, your girl seems to have lost a lot of weight. Don't learn from other girls to lose weight. You have to eat more and have more meat on your face to look good." Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Yang Yang amiably, looking in a mood It looks pretty good.

Feng Sheng retracted the gaze that fell on Luo Yangyang, and after taking a look at Feng Qiyue, his cold eyes fixed on Luo Yangyang again.

Although she was wearing a loose-fitting sweater, he knew better than anyone how much meat she had under her clothes. He thought about it carefully, although she should be convex and concave, but she seemed really too thin.

Luo Yangyang was uncomfortable looking at the canonization, as if she was not wearing any clothes. She deserved that she didn't dare to look in his direction anymore. After smiling at Feng Qiyue, she quickly slipped to Luo Ying's side.

After the servant brought breakfast, the table was quiet again, and it was not until everyone had finished breakfast that there was a conversation again.

"Sheng'er." Feng Qiyue first called him when he was about to get up and go to work.

Feng Sheng thought of getting up for a while, then looked at Feng Qiyue: "Dad."

Luo Yangyang's **** grape eyes shifted to the canonization unconsciously.

Holy child?

Luo Yangyang was embarrassed by the sound of this word. It turned out that the canonized family called him that.

She seemed to perceive Luo Yangyang's weird gaze, Fengsheng shot him coldly, and saw that Luo Yangyang was so scared that he immediately retracted his gaze, lowering his head and dared not look at him again.

Luo Yangyang was roaring in his heart at this time, peeking that he was caught, and he was ashamed to death.

"Sheng'er, your boss is no longer young, if you have a suitable girl, take it home and have a look." Feng Qiyue's tone was not hurried, and he looked at the canonization with ease.

Luo Yangyang's ears suddenly became sensitive. Early in the morning, was the canonization being urged to marry?

Luo Yangyang subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the person involved, but saw Feng Sheng take his saliva calmly and self-sufficiently. Then he looked at Feng Qiyue and said in a deep voice, "Dad, don't you know what's in the family? I'm getting married. I don’t want to think about it, and I’ll talk about it in a few years."

"I didn't let you get married now. You are already twenty-six. If you have something suitable, you can talk first." Feng Qiyue's brows frowned slightly.

The canonization is good and excellent in every aspect. Since childhood, he didn't need to worry about it at all, but the emotional aspect was blank. He, the father, almost doubted his son's hidden illness.

Look at the young men and women of the same age as the canonization, whether they are brothers and sisters in the family, or children of the same age of colleagues and friends, who have not experienced several relationships.

At the last meeting, he unexpectedly heard someone secretly spread that the canonization did not like women.

"I got it." Fengsheng didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, so he stood up, "Dad, I'll go to work first."

Seeing Feng Qiyue got up and left, Feng Qiyue didn't say anything more, this matter was in a hurry.

"Qiyue, don't urge Shenger, he is such a big man, he has a sense of measure in his heart, maybe he didn't meet the right girl." After the canonization left, Luo Ying saw that Feng Qiyue was still frowning, and he untied. Tao.

When a man is twenty-six years old, it is when he is striving for a career.

"You don't know, Sheng'er has never had a girlfriend when he is so old. I wonder if he doesn't like women." Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Ying sadly.

"Impossible?" Luo Yangyang's eyes widened in shock, subconsciously exclaiming.