Vol 3 Chapter 230: Unsuccessful

There are four great joys in life, and in contrast, there are four great sorrows. Although this is not a stranger—an enemy, but the one in front of him is not what Feng Yiping wants to see now.

To be precise, he doesn't want to meet people who know him in China now.

Although he was a boy who accidentally became his father by picking up a girl, he didn't really care about it, but he didn't want to affect little Vincent and Ma Ling.

He glanced at Xiang Xiaofang, there seemed to be only surprise in her eyes, "Hello to reporters,"

"It's a coincidence, I thought I was wrong," Xiang Xiaofang said with a smile, as if it was really the kind of surprise that suddenly met an acquaintance in a foreign country.

"I have graduated from Tsinghua University. I am now a graduate student at Columbia University's School of Communication. I have long been not a reporter. You are, wow, the baby is so cute!"

Xiang Xiaofang, a college graduate, was very winking. She did not ask about the relationship between this child and Feng Yiping. She squatted down, instinctively trying to pinch the face of this cute and incompetent baby, and fearing that the beauty opposite was upset, she wanted to give They took a picture, worried that Feng Yiping would not be happy, and finally asked, "How old is it?"

The little guy was still a little afraid of life and couldn't stand the enthusiasm of a stranger. He hugged Feng Yiping's neck and shrank back, hiding his face under his neck. Feng Yiping patted him on the back, "Ten months,"

"It's really strong,"

At this moment, Feng Yiping suddenly heard that the little guy yelled vaguely in his ear, "papa,"

He lifted his son up happily, "Britt, have you heard?"

"What?" Ma Ling was still shooting with the camera, "What did he say?"

"He just called me Dad," Feng Yiping was as happy as a child, "He really called me Dad,"

Even if this was not the first time he heard a child calling him father, he was equally delighted.

It's a pity that the wind on the boat is not small. Only Feng Yiping heard the sound just now, "Vincent. Come, call again,"

Vincent stretched out his hand to reach his neck, "papa." Although it was not clear, everyone heard it clearly this time.

"Right," Feng Yiping looked at Ma Ling with a smirk, "have you taken the picture?"

"I got it." Ma Ling stretched out his hand and patted his son's face. "You little villain, you can be bought so easily."

The son "chuckled" with a smile, and I just liked his expression.

"Feng, who is this?" Ma Ling asked Xiang Xiaofang, who was still standing by with a smile, "This is Xiang, my alumni, classmate Xiang, this is Ma Ling."

Feng Yiping is happy now and happily introduces them both.

"You are good, nice to meet you, why don't you sit together?" Ma Lingluo greeted Xiang Xiaofang generously.

"thank you, nice to meet you,"

Feng Yiping ignored their greetings, put his son on his lap, and communicated with the little guy, "Remember, I am a father."

You have to fix your image while the iron is hot, or next time, this little guy will definitely treat himself as a stranger again.

Babies have more vocalizations in their months. The ability to understand adult language is also increasing. It will also communicate with adults through language and movement. This will face Feng Yiping. Vincent is also very happy to bounce on his lap, wow! Saying something.

immediately. With a flash of light, he burst into tears, squinting his eyes and drilling into Feng Yiping's arms.

"What are you doing?" Ma Ling stood up and angrily asked the person holding the camera on the side.

"Zhu Yujie, don't you know that you can't use the flash to take pictures of the baby?" Xiang Xiaofang also stood up and said, "Is the baby all right,"

"Your friend?" Feng Yiping handed his son to Ma Ling, glanced at the guy with the SLR camera slung up the collar of the red t-shirt, and asked Xiang Xiaofang.

"My neighbor when I was young, I'm sorry Feng Yiping,"

Zhu Yujie walked over with a smile at this time, "Zhu Yujie, graduated from the National People's University, just went to New York University to study financial engineering, classmate Feng Yiping, right?

Feng Yiping sat down and shook his hand, without speaking.

"Sorry, I saw that the scene was too warm just now. I couldn't help but take a picture, but I forgot to turn off the flash. I'm very sorry."

Ma Ling didn't even look at him now, and Xiang Xiaofang blamed him, but it was Feng Yiping who gave him the most pressure.

It is said that Feng Yiping is younger than him, but at this moment, under Feng Yiping's gaze, Zhu Yujie is a little flustered. His eyes are the same as those of his father and some of his colleagues. Although they are only occasional glances, they are very Great sense of oppression.

Then he involuntarily apologized.

"Student Zhu, can you delete that photo?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Well, it's okay," Zhu Yujie's face was a bit unsightly. If Feng Yiping dared to make such a request in the capital, he would have turned his face long ago.

In this case, Feng Yiping didn't plan to invite him to sit down, he motioned to Owen.

"I'll do it," Xiang Xiaofang snatched Zhu Yujie's camera and deleted it cleanly.

"I have the right to take pictures," Zhu Yujie said weakly as if he had lost his temper to Xiang Xiaofang.

"They are not public figures," Xiang Xiaofang also only said.

"Yiping, I heard that you came to America with your girlfriend. Is she okay?" Zhu Yujie pulled a stool over and asked in English with a smile, while looking at Ma Ling from the corner of his eye. .

Damn, I have to say that this American girl is also very beautiful, and Feng Yiping is a pretty girl.

"Today she is too tired, staying at home for SPA,"

Unexpectedly, this question was answered by Ma Ling first.

Seeing Zhu Yujie who was deliberately picking things up, and now with a wrong look, Feng Yiping was also surprised by Ma Ling's answer. By the way, you two have never seen it before. When you say that, others think we are all living together. .

Sure enough, Zhu Yujie smiled dryly, switching to Mandarin this time, "Yiping, you are great, admire!"

Immediately changed the subject, "That's your son, so cute!"

"Yes, his name is Vincent,"

"Then you and this lady are already married?" He pointed to Ma Ling and asked.

This guy is not here to speak up.

Feng Yiping feels very helpless. I didn't offend you. Is this interesting?

"This gentleman, do you know how to respect others? What does our business have to do with you? Also, don't you know, is it impolite to point at others?" Feng Yiping hasn't said yet, and Ma Ling Answered, "This is our table, sorry, I don't like your interruption,"

"I just care about it," Zhu Yujie did not expect this result.

"Zhu Yujie," Xiang Xiaofang yelled in Mandarin and glared at him, "Excuse me, Yiping, Ma Ling, excuse me, let's get off here."

"Goodbye,"

"Goodbye, if you go to Silicon Valley, you are welcome to visit my company," Feng Yiping stood up and polite. Today's Xiang Xiaofang is much more mature than when they first dealt with each other.

"That's obviously his illegitimate child," Zhu Yujie followed Xiang Xiaofang behind, and said very excitedly, "Hmph, seeing him in interviews usually looks so polite,"

When disembarking, Zhu Yujie looked back at the three people over there, thinking it would be okay without photos?

"Put away yours," the man's jealousy was really unreasonable, Xiang Xiaofang said, "Miss Ma Ling, I know, many people in Tsinghua University also know that she went to the college to find Feng Yiping the year before. "

Unexpectedly, she also knew about it.

"Ah? No," Zhu Yujie was dumbfounded for a moment, "Do so many people really know?"

"You also think about it, who is Feng Yiping, who has he met ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is there any need to make enemies for no reason," Xiang Xiaofang said flatly, "Of course, you can also let it go. For the sake of temperament, I said this for the sake of Uncle Zhu."

The more plain she spoke, the more Zhu Yujie paid more attention to it. Thinking carefully, I was afraid that it was in the capital, and I could not help Feng Yiping. Those people Feng Yiping met, let alone his father, belong to Xiang Xiaofang. Dad, I haven't seen it a few times.

Now, he is really a little wilted.

Seeing his performance, Xiang Xiaofang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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"I'm leaving tomorrow, these few days, it's like a dream," Ma Ling muttered softly, lying in Feng Yiping's arms.

"I will try my best to find time to see you. If you have time, you can also find me," Feng Yiping said, holding her face, "I admire and appreciate your strength and harmony, but from the perspective of a man , You are too strong, I will feel heartache, so let me take care of you and my son as much as I can, okay?"

Ma Ling didn't speak, and kissed him softly, then, down the neck, kissed all the way... (To be continued.)