s not convenient.""Is it inconvenient, or are you afraid" Jiang Qingran pressed his voice down, for the first time in front of Xiang Wan he couldn't control his emotions.She really didn't expect that,...After a long while, she finally reacted and hurriedly spoke up.

"Are you talking about Mr. Feng Little one, what's your relationship with him"

"I can't just tell you that." Liu Niancheng's delicate face was wrinkled into a tight knot, and she spoke again, "But I would never harm him, sister. Can you help me find him"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the little boy raised his hand to rest it under his chin, his eyes pleading.

Seeing him like this, the front desk lady felt a twinge of sympathy and helplessly opened her mouth.

"Kids, I wouldn't dare reveal Mr. Feng's whereabouts..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a tall figure suddenly walked in from the hotel entrance. The front desk clerk hurriedly called out to him, "Secretary Chen, please wait a moment!"

After finishing her words, she quickly looked at Liu Niancheng and said with a smile,

"This is the secretary by Mr. Feng's side, you can talk to him."

"Thank you, sister," Liu Niancheng gave her a sweet smile and then turned to face Chen Yi, "Hello, Uncle. Can I see Feng Mu"

Chen Yi was originally coming to give Feng Mu breakfast, but as soon as he got to the door, he was stopped by this little guy in front of him.

"Looking for Feng Mu Kid, are you an adult" Chen Yi's tone was full of impatience as he hurried.

When he lowered his head and saw Liu Niancheng's little face, he was dumbfounded!

Wow!!

He couldn't be wrong, this little face was simply a miniature version of Feng Mu!

Liu Niancheng tilted his head and looked at him, his clear eyes flashing with innocence, "Uncle, do you need an ID card to see Feng Mu Wow!"

Listening to the child, Chen Yi awkwardly cleared his throat. “That’s not what I meant. Do you want to see Feng Mu”

Liu Niancheng nodded vigorously.

Chen Yi looked at him, his eyes growing increasingly serious. Immediately, he took Liu Niancheng's hand, gently reminding him,

"Now, Uncle will take you to see him."

This is too weird.

Chen Yi would absolutely not believe that there could be two people in the world who are so similar, with no connection whatsoever, unless...there was really something going on.

For his own safety, he had to let Feng Mu know about this.

Liu Niancheng was quite obedient too, not resisting at all. He silently followed behind him, heading upstairs.

"Boom boom—"

Reaching a door, Chen Yi raised his hand and lightly knocked on it.

Soon, Feng Mu pushed open the door, and when he saw the little boy beside Chen Yi, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Little one, so it's you." Feng Mu crouched down, slightly raising his hand to gently stroke Liu Niancheng's head.

Looking at him, Liu Niancheng's footsteps slightly retreated, his young face bearing a heaviness that didn't belong to someone his age.

"Mr. Feng, I'd like to talk to you."

"Good." Feng Mu replied softly, then he turned to Chen Yi and ordered him, "Go down first."

"Yes, that's right, I've already bought your breakfast." Chen Yi respectfully informed him, and as he was leaving, he couldn't help but turn his head back to glance at Liu Niancheng a few more times.

This child… he’s just too much like Feng Mu.

If I'm not mistaken, he must be the child born to Menglan when she ran away that year

Damn, if that's really the case, then this is way too dramatic.

I never expected that, after being single for so many years, Feng Mu would directly become a father by adopting a child!

Bang—

The door suddenly slammed shut.

Feng Mu turned around and looked at the little kid sitting on a chair, dangling his two legs and drinking milk. He stared at the child with wide eyes, and the father and son both refused to speak first.

"Did you come here by yourself" Feng Mu walked over, a rare gentle smile gracing his usually cold face as he softly asked, "Where's your mother"

"You don't have to wait any longer."

After finishing his milk, Liu Niancheng smashed the empty paper cup on the table and stared seriously at him. "My mother won't be coming. Today is a conversation between men, and I need to have a good talk with you."

Listening to him, Feng Mu's eyebrows raised slightly, a mixture of amusement and disbelief on his face.

He had never seen a five-year-old child who was not afraid of him and could speak to him so confidently.

Though, thinking about it, he's his own flesh and blood, a feeling of pride welled up in his heart.

Thinking about this, Feng Mu pulled over a chair and sat opposite him, looking at him seriously.

"What would you like to talk about"

"Menglan is my mommy, you should know that very well." Although Liu Niancheng was young, when he spoke, he sounded like a little adult.

He didn't say much, and he pulled out some award certificates and design drafts from his schoolbag. He placed them in front of Feng Mu.

“These are all my mommy’s awards from the past few years. She’s a very talented designer, but I heard you just dismissed her work without giving it a second thought. That’s not fair.”

For this design draft, my mom pulled several all-nighters and didn't sleep. Last night after you took her down, she was very sad for a long time. I just feel sorry for my mom!

As Liu Niancheng's accusations echoed in his ears, Feng Mu's expression grew increasingly somber. His knuckles tightened around the cup resting on his thigh.

"Since you came to me, I think you should know, I am your biological father."

After he finished speaking, Liu Niancheng's lip line tightened, and there was a struggle in his eyes.

Feng Mu's voice was solemn as he reminded him, "I'm glad you took the initiative to come and talk to me. This is also the first time our father and son have spoken, but this is how you speak to me"

It was you who attacked my mother first!

Liu Niancheng retorted him unconvinced.

"I wasn't targeting."

After hearing this, Feng Mu spoke with a hint of helplessness, "Her design drafts do have some shortcomings this time, and I've never done anything excessive to her. If we really want to count it, I just need an opportunity for compensation."

Thank you, General.

After he finished speaking, Liu Niancheng jumped down from his chair and looked at him solemnly. "Although I don't know what happened between you and Mom before, I've seen her hiding in the study crying quietly several times. I think you must have made her very heartbroken."

...Crying....

When he finished speaking, Feng Mu's expression froze slightly. His heart ached suddenly.

His throat moved slightly, and after a long pause, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "And then"

"Since Mom hasn't looked for you all these years, she must not need your compensation. So I don't either!"

Liu Niancheng's tone was firm. Despite his young age, his words were surprisingly mature. "If I'm right, Mommy wouldn't let me see you because she's worried about custody. If that's the case, then let's just get straight to the point."

Listening to his words, Feng Mu's palm that was placed under the table clenched into a fist.

"Boss Feng, I was raised by my mother alone. I've always depended on her, so no matter what you do, as long as Mom disagrees, I will never leave with you!"

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