Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Lancelot's remarks are implying that the canonization should be done in moderation and not to mess around.

Luo Yangyang instantly blushed because of Lancelot's implied words, and even the roots of his ears became red.

Feng Sheng played with Luo Yangyang's fingers in his hands, and he suddenly stopped, and then gently held Luo Yangyang's entire little hand little by little.

"I know."

The canonization looked at Lancelot and said seriously.

He also didn't want Yang Yang to get pregnant so early. He hadn't enjoyed the two-person world enough, and didn't want their lives to break into a little kid to disturb them.

Although the canonization was affirmative, he understood, but Lancelot looked at the canonization and he was still a little worried.

Is this a problem that I don’t understand, but whether it can be restrained!

Now he and Yang Yang's father-daughter relationship has not stabilized, and he is not good at forcibly intervening in their relationship.

Lancelot felt helpless from the depths of his heart that could only watch Luo Yangyang being canonized and abducted.

If Yang Yang had been living by his side, growing up in front of him since childhood.

If the canonization dared to abduct her when Yang Yang was so young, he would definitely break the canonization!

The old lady Feng came to the private villa for the canonization early in the morning with only one purpose, which was to bring Luo Yangyang back to the Feng's ancient house to live.

But now that Luo Yangyang is not pregnant, she no longer needs to take Luo Yangyang back to Feng's ancient house.

Mrs. Feng came here today, it can be said that she has not completed the task, but she also received two extremely important news.

After returning to the old house of Feng's family, she went straight to Master Feng's study.

"Master, Luo Yangyang is not pregnant."

Mrs. Feng looked at Mrs. Feng who was drawing ink paintings behind the desk, and opened her mouth.

"Not pregnant?"

The brush in the old man's hand paused heavily on the rice paper, and a majestic ink painting was destroyed on this brush.

"Yes, Shenger is lying to us. I have confirmed with the hospital on the way back. The reply I got was indeed a misdiagnosis. Luo Yangyang was not pregnant."

Mrs. Feng stood by the desk, her expression a little solemn when she looked at Mrs. Feng.

"The rebellious son of Fengsheng! Since he lied to us that Luo Yangyang was pregnant, why did he tell you that he was not pregnant?"

Hearing that Fengsheng even got pregnant, he dared to deceive them, and Father Feng flicked his brush with anger.

Half of the ink painting was completed, and after being thrown on by the master Feng, it was completely destroyed in an instant.

"I was thinking that he lied to us that Luo Yangyang was pregnant, and he probably wanted us to accept Luo Yangyang. Now he tells me that Luo Yangyang is not pregnant because he found a better way."

Mrs. Feng glanced at the ink painting spread out on the desk, with a pity in her eyes.

It is rare for the old man to want to paint, and a good picture is just as invalid.

"What is a better way? How can he go!"

Now, as long as he thinks of the canonization, the anger of the old man will not be hit, and the anger will be all over his head.

That rebellious son, he has worked so hard to train him for more than 20 years, and in the end, he didn't get any benefits when he fetched the bamboo basket.

Mrs. Feng walked to the side of Mr. Feng, she raised her hand and patted him on his back, smoothing his breath:

"Old man, don't be angry. I went to Shenger's place today, and I saw Luo Yangyang's biological father, who seems to have a good background."