He was immediately displeased with his father for spouting nonsense. "Father!"
Everyone could hear the anger in his voice, and there was a small flame burning in it.
Feng Huailin replied unhappily, "What are you doing? Why are you being so loud? I'm not deaf."
He was trying to persuade his daughter-in-law to call him father. Why was his son joining in the fun?
Also, why did this daughter-in-law's expression look so strange?
Liang Hui, who was already in a mess, almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Uncle Feng was really too funny. He could even casually acknowledge his daughter-in-law.
Feng Yilin couldn't be bothered to deal with the person who was about to spank him again. He squatted down and looked up at the person who had her head lowered. He held her hands and spoke firmly.
"Wife, believe me. You're the only one I've ever loved in my life. You're the only one I've ever loved."
"Here." He took Xunmi's hand and placed it on his chest. "It only beats for you, and it only stays for you."
Although these words of love were simple, they were intoxicating.
Regardless of whether it was a commonplace confession or an outdated gift of flowers, girls would always be moved when they heard those words.
They would always be happy and excited when they received those bright red flowers, because at least one person in their life was willing to do these things for them.
Although some people might say that this was all superficial, sometimes no one was willing to do superficial things.
Xunmi's ears were completely red. They were already very conspicuous when hidden in her hair because of her fair skin. Now, they were even more beautiful.
Feng Yilin pulled her into his arms and leaned his head against her chest. He listened to her slightly accelerated heartbeat, and the curve of his lips was gentle and beautiful.
"I can hear my wife's heart beating for me, and my wife can also feel my heart for you."
"So, please believe me. No matter when, where, under what circumstances, I, Feng Yilin, will only have you in my life."
He looked into the same pair of peach blossom eyes, which were filled with seriousness. Whether you're Xunmi or not, you're the only person I've ever acknowledged.
Liang Hui only felt his heart ache when he saw her putting on a show without saying a word.
He had already been attacked indiscriminately like this many times. Couldn't they show some concern for the single person?
Feng Huailin was even more irritable than him. If he had a beard, he would be glaring at him.
However, there was only a messy stubble on his face. Coupled with the fact that he had been on the front lines for many years, his skin was darker and looked very rough.
However, he was tall and sturdy. Even though he had just returned from the gates of hell, his clear eyes were full of vigor.
His slightly squarish face was stern and cold, and the sternness that belonged to a soldier was not reduced in the slightest.
However, his usually calm eyes were filled with depression and awkwardness at this moment.
He felt that after putting on a one-man show for so long, he still got the wrong person. This unlucky child, why didn't he tell him who he was?
Now that his wings had hardened, he dared to challenge his father. Let's see if he wouldn't give this devilish brat a good beating.
Of course, he would never admit that he was envious of him.
Xunmi pulled her husband up embarrassedly and stole a glance at the person on the bed. Her expression was very ugly and her eyes flashed with anxiety.
Would her husband's father in this life not like her?
As if sensing her uneasiness, Feng Yilin shielded Xunmi in his arms and half-hugged her as he walked towards the person on the bed who was still restless.
"Father, this is my lover. Please don't speak carelessly next time and scare my wife away. Just wait for yourself to die alone."
The situation just now could be understood with a little thought. Even if he didn't know the truth and admitted his mistake, he was unwilling to do it a second time.
It wasn't easy for him to get his wife, but there were always so many useless teammates around him. He really felt that his future was bleak.
Fortunately, he had taken action himself and taken down his wife.
So! So! He definitely wouldn't allow these unreliable fellows to cause any trouble.
Feng Huailin, who wanted to strike first, choked. Was this his fault? It was clearly this brat's fault.
"Didn't you tell me that your wife's smile was like a little sun? You even said that she was lively and kind."
"I think this little girl in front of me fits the description. You mistook me for someone else?!"
Feng Yilin was speechless. Could he beat his father? He had never seen anyone push the blame to their son like this.
Besides, he clearly said that his wife's smile was like a spring breeze and warmer than the sun, okay?!
"Father, please restrain yourself. You're injured now, after all. I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and anger you to death. Then, I'll have to bear the blame."
Feng Yilin tried his best to calm himself down. He told himself that this was his father. Although his father often fell ill, they were still related by blood.
Feng Huailin was so upset that he wanted to jump up and fight with Feng Yilin. However, the moment he moved, he immediately felt a tearing pain from his wound.
He sucked in a breath of cold air, and his tanned face turned white.
XunMi and Fu Zhaojun both rushed over and held him down. XunMi quickly picked up a silver needle from the side and inserted two needles. The red that was about to appear stopped, and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Old Marshal, if you continue to be so willful, the blood in your body will run dry before your wound heals."
"If something happens to you again, I won't save you. You don't cherish your patients. Not only are you wasting the doctor's time, but you're also wasting the doctor's efforts."
She subconsciously adopted the attitude of a doctor towards a patient, and her face was full of disapproval.
Her serious eyes seemed to be saying that she wasn't joking, and that she meant what she said.
Feng Huailin was stunned. This was the first time a junior had spoken to him like this, and he couldn't find any words to refute it. He rubbed his nose and gave his son, who was standing to the side, a look.
He seemed to be saying, "Hurry up and coax your wife." However, Feng Yilin completely ignored him.
Instead, he looked at him with disdain and walked over to the white-clothed girl beside him. He carefully picked up her hand and used a handkerchief to gently and carefully wipe the red stains on her fingertips.
Feng Huailin choked again. He felt that something was wrong when he saw his son this time, and the way they met was also wrong.
Otherwise, why would a person who used to be so cold suddenly become like this? It was so infuriating.
He didn't respect him at all as a father. As expected of a married daughter. Bah, he was a son who ran away with his wife. He was like water that had been spilled.
Feng Yilin completely ignored his crazy father. They had been father and son for so many years, and he knew the things in each other's heads too well.
XunMi blushed from her husband's actions. In front of the elders, she always felt embarrassed (* ω * *).
She lowered her head, and her gaze drifted. She didn't dare to look at the person in front of her.
"Old Marshal, Old Marshal, you're finally awake. Sun Da has finally waited for you to wake up."
Sun Da, who had been silent for a long time, found an opportunity to speak quickly. He gathered all his strength into this one sentence.
After he finished speaking, tears flowed down his face. He looked as if he was facing a life and death situation.
Feng Huailin was speechless. He felt like someone was crying at his death. Was it an illusion?
However, he frowned and said unhappily, "Why aren't you dead yet?!"
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