Chapter 470: Father and son love

Their father and son have almost no time to spend with each other. He has been abroad all year round and Yue Tingfeng is in China. He only has Yue Tingfeng, his biological son. Most of the pictures he sees are his sons.
He didn't care much about this son, he didn't even know what Yue Tingfeng's childhood was like.
By the time he really saw Yue Tingfeng, he was already a teenager.
The first time they had been together for more than two days, Yue Tingfeng impressed Yue Pengcheng deeply. The child was very cruel and very deliberate.
He watched Ding Mulian struggling in the swimming pool, stood on the shore and stared coldly, with a sneer on his face, terrible cold blood.
When facing him, he can see through almost all your thoughts.
Facing Yue listening to the wind, Yue Pengcheng always had an inexplicable guilty conscience.
Yue Tingfeng didn't look at Yan Qingsi or Madam Yue, he stood in front of the two of them. The tall figure made Yan Qingsi think for the first time that this is a mountain that can shelter the wind and rain.
At this moment, Yue Tingfeng was like Yan Qingsi had never seen before. She looked indifferent, unfriendly, and exuded appalling indifference.
All the injustices she had in her daily life were invisible.
Yue Tingfeng looked at Yue Pengcheng and said, "Last time I went to country M, you remember."
Yue Pengcheng opened his mouth: "Listen to the wind, this time I am back ..."
Yue Tingfeng indifferent to your interruption: "Since you don't remember, let me remind you that I said last time: You dare to step into the country, and our father and son are in love."
Yue Pengcheng shook his lips twice, looking at Yue Tingfeng's cold eyes, he was a little panicked.
Because, he can feel that at this moment, Yue Tingfeng's eyes are really indifferent, without any feelings. Does he really ... stop treating him as a father?
If that's the case ... really ... not easy.
Ding Fu raised his head and said softly, "Listen to the wind ... Sorry, we are just old and want to go back to China before we die. We will ... go back in two days."
Yue Tingfeng's eyes were so sharp that Ding Fu, who was close to him, did not dare to look at him anymore.
However, a word from Ding Fu reminded Yue Pengcheng of their purpose of returning home.
Yue Pengcheng grabbed her hand, both of them were rotten, and he couldn't care less, and said, "Xiao Fu, don't tell me, since I brought you back, I will definitely not go back ..."
Yue Pengcheng looked up sharply and said, "I am your biological father. Without me, there is no you, no matter where I'm going, you can't control me. I haven't heard my son control Lao Tzu in this world."
Yue Tingfeng's voice was cold: "It seems that Mr. Yue is determined to oppose me."
Yue Pengcheng was shocked. Yue Tingfeng didn't even call his dad, although he rarely yelled before.
"You ... you, turning over you, even calling your own father's name, do you know what filial piety is?"
Yue Tingfeng's lip angle was raised, and her face was full of irony: "filial piety? Does Mr. Yue want me to strip you out and throw it out? When my grandpa died, you fooled around with this old woman, Tell me about your filial piety. Think about it first. Will my grandfather come to you in the middle of the night to talk? "
Mrs. Yue leaned on Yan Qingsi, her hands were very cold.
Yan Qingsi was worried and distressed. When she saw Yue Peng Cheng Dingfu, she really wanted to carry a knife up.
Yan Qingsi said anxiously: "Yue Tingfeng, don't talk so much nonsense with these sluts, if you can't even solve this, I really look down on you."