Chapter 48:

After thinking about it, I added two more words: Be fast.
Move your finger over "Send" and prepare to press it. The moment your skin touches the screen, your fingertips suddenly become numb, as if severely hit by high voltage static electricity in winter.
Zheng Feiyu froze instantly, his breath stopped, and his back was chilly. He stared awake at the seven words he had typed on the screen, as if drenched in a basin of ice water.
Is he crazy?
What is the difference between him now and spousal episode? !!
Just then, a new message popped up at the top of the screen. The content is short and only two words. Zheng Feiyu wanted to delete it directly. When he saw the sender's name, he immediately hesitated:
Zheng Hongming: Quick return.
After half an hour, Zheng Feiyu rushed back to Linhu Villa.
Yuanjiang had a light rain this morning. The temperature was very low in November, and there were a few scattered white snow in Niuyuyu silk. As soon as the door was opened, a cold wind whistled with humidity, and the temperature was so icy. Zheng Feiyu didn't wear a blazer, and itchy nose sneezed on the spot.
"Master Second."
Ms. Xu came over holding a thick fur coat, and put it on him carefully, distressed and said, "Why can't you hold an umbrella and don't wear a coat? What a bare winter shirt looks like."
"It's okay, it's not cold in the car." Zheng Feiyu stepped into the door and asked, "Where is my father?"
Mother Xu pointed at the carved door in the corner of the living room. There was a gravel path and headed towards the lake: "Master is very happy today. It said that the snow was early and the wind was still. It ’s heavy. I went fishing at Xiaozhuting in the early morning hours, but I have n’t returned yet.

Said to bring a cup of hot tea to Zheng Feiyan: "Warm up, Mom Xu added sweet dates to you."
Zheng Feiyu took a sip and asked, "What about dad?"
"Mrs. hasn't got up yet, sleep on the second floor." Mom Xu lowered her volume. "He's been cold the other day, and his spirit hasn't been very good. You should remember to see him later, don't let him miss you all the time Brothers. "
"Okay, I will."
Zheng Feiyu put down the tea cup, opened the door and went out.
A half-meter-wide gravel path passes through the courtyard and winds along the mountain to the lakeside for more than 100 meters. At the end is a boxy bamboo pavilion. Zheng Feiyu approached it and saw a gray-haired man sitting on the railing, holding a fishing rod, and fishing with great concentration.
This is his father, Zheng Hongming.
Zheng ’s father walked the earth for decades, and he was a ruthless character: He passed by Jinshan and Yinhai, and he passed by Daoshan and Huohai; Rarely, Shi Renbud was not a big deal; he never really touched his hands. Excessive blood, but to say that Jiusheng's billions of family wealth comes in clean rules, without owing blood to tears and wronged souls, that is undoubtedly a big joke.
He has passed the age of flower armor, and his physical strength is indeed not as good as before, so he retires, no longer involved in Jiu Sheng's major decisions, fishing, playing chess, making tea, and doing some self-cultivation. In the eyes of outsiders, Jiu Sheng's real power has fallen into the hands of Zheng Feiyu. But in fact, Zheng Hongming is still sitting on the chair of the board as steady as a mountain.
Zheng Hongming looks elegant, but his eyes are sharp and sharp, combining the cold blood, decisiveness and wisdom of the businessman.
Everyone said that the father and son Zheng inherited his father's temperament, and the second son inherited his father's personality. Unfortunately for Zheng Hongming, his two Alpha sons, one severely inadequate and one smooth and lacking, are far from qualified to inherit his mantle.
Especially Fei Zheng.
When Jiang Qi talked about the whole thing on the phone, Zheng Hongming was disappointed.
His most respected son, facing a humble Omega, was so stunned that he took a game of victory to the point where he lost today.
enough.
He couldn't sit back and watch Zheng Feiyong goofing around recklessly.
Chapter Twenty-Four
"father."
Zheng Feiyin called a deep voice, humble, but his back was straight.
Zheng Hongming, as if he hadn't heard it, neither responded nor turned to look at him, still watching the Liaoning Qishan Lake fishing still. A shuttle-shaped buoy hangs on the water, swinging to the left and right along with the waves.
The wind was gentle in the mountains, and a little bit of edelweis settled down vertically. When it touched the cold lake water, the salt particles disappeared.
The Zheng family had strict rules, and the elders could not make assertions without speaking. Zheng Feiyu shouted out wind and rain, returned home, and came to his father. He must also be a filial son and child who abide by the rules of the house. His father was not allowed to enter the pavilion, he could only wait in the rain and snow.
The shirt was getting wet, and a large piece of dark water stains spread on the shoulders and back, and it was firmly attached to the skin.