Song Yanqing raised his eyes, put down the book, and a deep smile was placed on the corner of his lips: "Did the Feng family have good luck in the past?"

After Song Yanqing reminded him, Feng Qianen realized something was wrong.

In the past, the Feng family did everything smoothly. Even if the juniors in the family were unpromising, they would at least have smooth sailing. They had never heard of any failure.

Especially outstanding ones, they succeed in everything they do.

Children like them have different resources and enjoy differently.

Even Feng Qianen himself felt that he was very lucky in everything he did, and he had basically never lost small things like playing dice with people in a bar.

Now, he felt like something was wrong, and everything seemed to be turned around.

He had heard his mother talk about some strange places in the Feng family before, but now his heart was thrilled, and he had an ominous premonition. He subconsciously asked Song Yanqing: "Brother, is there something wrong with us?"

Song Yanqing stood up and rubbed the corners of his eyes: "No, don't worry too much."

He walked to the bookshelf and put the books in his hand back to his original position. Instead, he began to look for something along the bookshelf.

While searching, he naturally asked Feng Qianen: "Qianen, how many years have you been married to aunt and uncle?"

"It's been twenty-five years."

Feng Qianen replied subconsciously.

Feng Qianen's parents are also a pair of beautiful talks in the circle. It has been twenty-five years, and I have never heard of Feng Qianen's father's gossip news.

Everyone said whether his father hid it well, after all, it was in a chaotic place like the Feng family.

However, there is really no trace.

Every day when he comes back from work, he immediately gets home from get off work. He has a deep relationship with her mother, and his relationship is better than that of their father and son.

Feng Qianen didn't know why his cousin suddenly asked this question.

Song Yanqing lowered his eyes, thought about it carefully, and said, "Don't tell your aunt what I said to you for the time being. If there is anything, tell your aunt again. This is, there are some things that you should let go. If there is a chance, you can tell your father."

Feng Qianen's pupils shrank, and he always felt that his cousin was not simple. Although he was weak when he was a child, he almost died a few days ago. However, after he came back to life, he always felt that his cousin had changed greatly.

The person is still the same person, just feel...

He became even more mysterious in the dark.

There is always a kind of ethereal temperament in his body. In other words, if his cousin said he was an outlier, he would definitely believe it.

He asked, "Brother, do you know anything?"

Song Yanqing stopped looking, paused his fingers, turned his head, and smiled gently at the corner of his lips: "What do you think I know?"

Feng Qianen: “…”

Even if he knows, he won't say it.

Feng Qianen doesn't like others to hide from him, but his cousin is his cousin, and he doesn't dare to ask if he knows there is any problem.

I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

What does my cousin mean to say this? What is it that I have to let go?

Why tell your mother...?

Feng Qianen: "Brother, why don't you tell me yourself?"

Song Yanqing said: "You are her son, and I am just her nephew."

Some words must be said by the closest person to be able to be more convincing...
Chapter completed!