Chapter 182 Could it be the second brother?

Chapter 182 Could it be the second brother?

The duckling looked back and asked Mrs. Feng, "You are so strange, can't I have two homes?"

Old Mrs. Feng smiled and said, "Miss Zhang, have you asked the Zhang family what they think?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You are the posthumous child of the Zhang family, and the only bloodline of the Zhang family. Mr. Zhang should regard you as a treasure. How could he be willing to give you to someone else?"

"Yes, you are right. Grandpa loves me very much, so he said that everyone in the family should listen to me."

Old Mrs. Feng choked.

"But that doesn't make sense to treat your outside family as your own." Old Mrs. Feng shook her head.

After shaking her head, she immediately asked the duck: "Do you know why it is called grandpa and grandma? Because there is an extra word "wai", you are called outsiders..."

The duck was silent for a moment: "Then why not call them grandma and grandpa?"

Old Mrs. Feng choked again.

But she soon regained her voice: "You are the direct descendant of the Zhang family, and now the Wei family also has its own direct descendant. Miss Zhang can't grab everything for herself, right?"

The duck digested this passage slowly...

"Where is the direct bloodline?"

"Here." Old Mrs. Feng pointed at Xing Siyun's belly.

The duckling's eyes widened immediately: "Whose?"

Old Madam Feng was a little unhappy: "Whose name could it be? Of course it's Wei Wenqing's."

"My uncle's? What about my uncle?"

"Aren't we waiting for him to come back? And the old man should also come back to take charge of the situation. We need to discuss when to get engaged and when to get married." Old Mrs. Feng looked energetic.

To be honest, when Mrs. Feng saw the news, she was shocked. That little girl was so lucky!

My first reaction after being shocked was that I was afraid that she would fight for the family property!

So I hurriedly brought Xing Siyun here...

"I'll call my uncle." said the duck.

After saying that, she did not hang up the phone immediately, but first said to the other end: "Grandpa, did you hear what I just said?"

What?

Old Mrs. Feng's expression changed slightly.

The old man on the other end of the phone has been listening?

But... I tried so many times but couldn't get in touch with them. They came here just because they couldn't get in touch with them.

In fact, Mrs. Feng didn't want the old man to show up at all. The old man has become a spirit, and it would be bad if he showed up...

Who knows! This little thing has been talking on the phone with the old man before he even entered the door?

I only answer her calls!

No……

Is this little girl fooling them?

Countless thoughts flashed through Old Mrs. Feng's mind at once.

On the other end of the phone, Wei Xuanming said calmly, "I heard it."

"Isn't grandpa coming back yet?"

"Things here are more important... Little Duck, you can keep an eye on your uncle and let him make the decision on matters at home."

"Um."

The duck hung up the phone.

Grandpa is a little weird...

But now it is more important to call the other party first.

Because Wei Wenjun went abroad, all matters concerning the shareholders of the game company were almost entirely left to Wei Wenqing alone.

However, being busy makes Wei Wenqing more and more like a normal person.

Not long after Xiaoya finished her phone call, Wei Wenqing, dressed in a suit and tie, ran in with sweat all over his face.

He was so happy that his eyes sparkled. He held the duckling high up in his arms and reached for his phone to type:

"I thought you weren't coming back."

The duckling hugged his neck tightly: "I am a duckling, and ducks just wander around."

Wei Wenqing laughed even harder when he heard the voice.

Xing Siyun saw this scene and felt a little emotional.

To be fair, all the sons of the Wei family are good-looking.

Wei Wenqing looks just like a normal person, and he looks particularly dazzling in a suit.

He has a gentle personality, so he should be a good match...

pity……

At this time, Xiaoya patted Wei Wenqing on the shoulder: "Uncle, put me down, you should go and hug her."

Wei Wenqing showed a puzzled expression and asked on the phone: "Why?"

"She's pregnant with a baby."

"Oh." Wei Wenqing turned his head, typed, and pronounced: "Congratulations."

Duckling:?

Mrs. Feng's mouth twitched: "Young Master, are you congratulating yourself? The baby in Siyun's belly is your child."

Wei Wenqing was so frightened that he dropped his briefcase.

Wei Wenqing pointed at himself, then at Xing Siyun, and waved his hand.

The phone then made a sound: "It's not mine. It has nothing to do with me."

Old Madam Feng's face darkened: "Young Master, a man can't be like this. How can you be so irresponsible?"

The person you have to face is Wei Wenjun, who looks like an evil ghost and has a bad temper. He will definitely not admit his mistakes.

Wei Wenqing has a good temper, so logically speaking, this shouldn't happen!

Wei Wenqing's phone continued to ring: "You go."

"Our Siyun is in a serious relationship with you, and your grandfather has approved of it. We are going to get married in the future."

"Now it's time to take responsibility, but you're starting to shirk your responsibilities. You're even being so rude and asking us to leave? How can there be such a morally corrupt person?" Old Mrs. Feng was very angry.

Wei Wenqing was anxious and explained to Xiaoya on his phone: "My uncle didn't do that. My uncle is not a morally corrupt person."

The duckling frowned and put down his heavy schoolbag first.

Old Mrs. Feng didn't expect that at this point, Wei Wenqing would only want to explain his character to his niece...

She said coldly, "Siyun, don't be silent, you speak."

Xing Siyun took a breath and trembled as she spoke: "Wen Qing, don't you remember? You were arrested, you were very happy, you were drunk, and then you..."

The duckling was now determined: "It can't be my uncle. My uncle won't let himself get drunk."

But Xing Siyun suddenly became firm: "Since you don't believe anything, we can do a DNA test!"

The duckling was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Wei Wenqing.

Wei Wenqing waved his hands repeatedly: "He is really not my uncle."

He chatted with the duck on his phone, trying to guess other possibilities: "Could it be the second brother?"

But the volume on the phone was turned up too loud, and even Mrs. Feng could hear it.

Old Madam Feng gritted her teeth in anger: "Isn't this too insulting? You make it so hard that my granddaughter can't even tell people apart!"

Far away at sea.

Wei Wenjun couldn't help but sneeze.

Who the hell said bad things about him?