Feng Qingyan looked at his son: "baby, what's the matter?"
The baby hung his eyes and still didn't speak.
Feng Qingyan immediately went over, squatted down and whispered, "baby, why don't you talk?"
After a while, the baby replied, "nothing."
"What would you like to eat later? Would mom make it for you?"
"Whatever. Mom, talk to grandma. I want to stay for a while."
"Is the baby unhappy because of what just happened?"
After pausing for a few seconds, the boy nodded, "HMM."
Feng Qingyan kissed his son's small face: "don't worry, baby. How can my mother be bullied by others? My mother will surely take revenge."
The baby blinked at her: "really?"
"Of course it is."
Although Beiming Yue left for the time being, some of his men stayed near Mrs. Yun's house to take care of their mother and son.
Rong Ye receives a call from his subordinates. He learns that Yun Fangrong and Feng Qingyao have gone to the old house, and then reports to Beiming Yue.
Beiming sat in the car, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I know."
It's more than five o'clock in the afternoon.
Old lady Yun sends Feng Qingyan and the baby out of the door.
The two bodyguards immediately came forward, opened the door and respectfully said, "madam, young master."
"Grandma, we'll go back and see you another day."
"Go back, be careful on the way."
"Good bye, grandma," he said
"Okay, baby, bye."
The mother and son got on the bus and left.
After a meeting, Feng Qingyan asked, "what about the sect leader?"
The bodyguard in the car replied, "madam, the sect leader is waiting for you at home."
"Yes." Feng Qingyan didn't ask any more.
At this time, the baby's mobile phone suddenly rang. It was a short message. He looked at it with clear eyes and did not move.
Feng Qingyan said: "baby, your mobile phone rings. It seems that there is news."