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Before, if Dad knew that it would make Mom angry, he would have been extremely worried and would have tried every possible way to make up for it.

"Dad, are you...in a bad mood?" Feng Pingting asked hesitantly, trembling her lips.

Feng Xuesong shook his head, "I'm not in a bad mood."

He went on to say, "If you have nothing to do, go upstairs and check on your brother. He likes to play a lot, and I don't have much time to take care of him. You should communicate with him more."

"After all, she is your elder sister, so he will listen to what you say."

Feng Pingting is a simple-minded person. When her brother is mentioned, she quickly forgets about it.

She pouted and started to complain: "This kid is so naughty! Dad, in this family, he is still the most afraid of you. He doesn't take my words with Mom seriously."

"Today, I saw him kneeling pitifully as punishment, and I felt that he deserved it! During the two-month summer vacation, he broke so many things in my room! Humph!"

Feng Pingting started to list all the naughty things her brother had done during this period, such as putting bugs in her water cup to scare her, tearing her skirt, and using her perfume to do some experiments...

In short, this kid has become naughty and lawless.

Feng Xuesong's face turned so dark that ink seemed to be dripping out of it, and his forehead twitched violently a few times.

He didn't know that this kid had done so many bad things!

It seems that the punishment is still too light!

Feng Chengan, who was still kneeling upstairs as punishment, had no idea that his past had been completely exposed by his sister. He was about to face a period of hardship.

"Okay, I get it. I will discipline him during this time!"

Feng Xuesong had a gloomy look on his face and said angrily.

With Feng Chengan's matter as an interruption, both father and daughter tacitly revealed what happened in the living room.

…

The sky gradually darkened, and everything around was dim. There was a hint of stuffiness in the air, mixed with hot and humid vapor.

The summer that just passed seemed unwilling to leave like this, and was bound to give the new autumn a warning.

So after leaving, the last trace of summer heat was left behind.

Autumn is not to be outdone and is just waiting for the autumn rain to fall and completely drive away all traces of summer.

Everyone felt that it was going to rain, so they quickened their pace.

At the same time, Ling Qingyue returned home tiredly with a small bag in her hand.

She was so tired that she just wanted to put everything aside and sit down to rest.

"Mrs. Zhang? Mrs. Zhang?" As soon as she entered the room, before she even put down her bag, she couldn't wait to shout, "Pour me a cup of tea!"

"Where is the person?" Ling Qingyue asked in confusion after waiting for a while without any response.

She looked around and didn't see Mrs. Zhang. No, there was no one at home, and except for a small light at the door, the rest of the house was plunged into darkness.

It was then that she realized that the house was too quiet.

Looking at the dining table again, it was empty, there was nothing on it.

By this time, Mrs. Zhang should have already prepared the meal.

Ling Qingyue's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and her hands involuntarily clenched her bag.

She looked at her familiar home warily, not daring to act rashly.

Could it be that Feng Lingyu was going to attack her? Was he going to retaliate against her in the same way?

Although she was extremely alert in her heart, she remained calm.

Ling Qingyue began to walk slowly towards the living room, calling out as she walked: "Pingting? Cheng'an? Where are they? Where did they go?"

Behind her back, her hand slowly moved to her waist, and after touching the familiar hardness, she felt a little more confident.

Finally, Ling Qingyue came to the switch of the living room light. She groped carefully and held the light cord. Her palms became a little wet due to nervousness. She gritted her teeth and exerted force. With a "click", the whole space suddenly became bright and everything was in sight.

Fortunately, there were no criminals as I had imagined.

But then, she made eye contact with the man sitting on the sofa.

The man's gaze was cold and scrutinizing, his usual gentleness and elegance were gone. Being stared at by him so coldly, Ling Qingyue felt as if her bones were seen through.

"Xue...Xue Song?" Ling Qingyue was a little scared, but she comforted herself, maybe she saw it wrongly, she threw a charming look at the man: "You really are, I just called you, why didn't you answer?"

"Are you trying to scare me on purpose?" Ling Qingyue walked over and sat down next to the man affectionately. She leaned her head over and patted him lightly like a spoiled child, saying coquettishly, "What a bad guy!"

After waiting for a long time, the man didn't speak.

This is not right.

In the past, the man would have reached out and started to coax her.

Ling Qingyue's expression gradually became solemn.

She moved away from Feng Xuesong's shoulder and looked at his expression carefully.

"Xedon, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Is it because Feng Chengan is too naughty and made you angry?" Ling Qingyue guessed, "Boys are naughty when they are young. I am used to being irritated by him."

After that, she continued, "Are you so angry that you don't even want to eat? Where's Feng Cheng'an? Is he upstairs? I'll go up and take care of him!"

But Feng Xuesong still did not react. He just looked at Ling Qingyue indifferently, his eyes calm and without saying a word.

Ling Qingyue's one-man show could not continue after all. No matter how slow she was, she noticed that Feng Xuesong's current state and attitude were very unusual.

She sat aside, completely cutting off contact with Feng Xuesong, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with you? Tell me what's wrong, and we'll solve it together. Where are the children? Where did they go?"

"I asked them to go out for dinner." A deep and hoarse male voice sounded. It was no longer as clear and soft as before, but carried a slight sense of oppression.

Feng Xuesong finally spoke. This was the first sentence he said after Ling Qingyue came in.

"Why do you want to go out to eat for no reason?" Ling Qingyue stared at her husband's face, trying to figure out what was wrong with him.

Feng Xuesong tilted his head and met Ling Qingyue's gaze directly without dodging or avoiding. Under the light, the woman's face was still as beautiful as it was back then, and she looked at him with resentment and accusation in her eyes.

As if complaining about his coldness.

"Qingyue, I have something to ask you." He spoke again.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingyue was stunned, not understanding what was going on with him, but at the same time, she inevitably felt defensive towards this man.

Having been with Feng Xuesong for so many years, even if he was angry, he would just sulk. He had never been as dead as he was tonight, with such indescribable depression all over his body.

Not to mention that he also deliberately sent away the children and Mrs. Zhang who was helping at home.

Could it be that she accidentally left something at home and he discovered what she had done?

What's worse, he knew her identity?

Ling Qingyue's eyes narrowed.