On the other side, Mama Feng and Papa Feng did not know they had been exposed.
At home, the two were variously worried that their son, who had not come home for two months, was out having an OO romance. In a fluster, they used connections to learn their son was at a certain mall, and immediately rushed over.
The moment they saw their son, Papa Feng and Mama Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Look at their son!
Strong and sturdy, handsome brows and eyes, arrogant and hard to tame.
By the looks of it, not only was he not haggard, his complexion even had a somewhat moisturized, well-nourished look. His whole body was wreathed in the aura of smug springtime success, like a lion retracting its fangs, relaxed and at ease as if he had come home to fall in love..
Mama Feng: This absolutely means he’s dating!
Papa Feng: Our son looks exactly the same as when I was dating you back then!
Mama Feng terrified: Oh no, our son really is having an OO romance.
Papa Feng also clutched his heart like Xizi, nearly unable to accept it.
However, just as the two were secretly observing, their imagined hearts in turmoil, Feng Yuan turned his steps and came to the side of a pair of young father and son pushing a pink cart.
“Gong Ze!”
Mama Feng and Papa Feng watched their son, brows carrying spring colors as they rose, reveal a smile that made them feel very unfamiliar, and lightly wrap an arm around the ‘father’ of that father-son pair.
“…”
Their irritable, violent son, lazy as if he had no bones.
His muscles relaxed as he leaned against the young father’s shoulder, naturally, as if he had done it countless times, pressing his side face tightly against the other’s face, shaking the silver-gray children’s schoolbag in his hand.
“Look at this, how about buying one for the little brat.”
And that young father, hearing this, turned his head and looked at the thing in Feng Yuan’s hand…
And then very quickly.
Smack, the stunned couple, because of the appearance of the young man their son was holding, were once again uniformly frozen.
The man had clean, fair, flawless skin, and a somewhat cold, serene temperament.
Between his deep eyes, his nose bridge was very straight. His eyelashes drooped like little feathers, casting two shadows in his eye sockets that made Mama Feng’s little heart tremble.
“Let me see.”
The man said.
His naturally pale-red lips opened as he took the schoolbag Feng Yuan handed over.
His wrists were somewhat slender, his fingers long and fair. His knuckles were like jade-carved bamboo joints, one section after another, exuding a jade-like quality, indescribably beautiful.
Mama Feng could not even understand.
How could a person’s hands be so elegant? My god, like admiring flowers and playing with jade.
And this height—standing beside their son, he was actually half a head taller.
This, this, this…
This height was not bad either…
Papa Feng could not help but savor it.
Also, this child was handsome. Dark gray windbreaker, wide-leg jeans, a pair of ordinary sneakers. Wherever he passed, he was like a male lead from a story, radiating a glow, separated from everyone else by a wall!
Mama Feng: …
Papa Feng: …
Mama Feng clutched her handkerchief and trembled: “O-our son couldn’t have taken him by force, snatched a civilian man, right?”
Papa Feng’s expression was serious: “It probably is so.”
Either that, or why would a celestial-looking Alpha take a fancy to their son—with a mad dog temper, not a trace of Omega about him, like a bandit coming down from the mountain?
This was simply unscientific…
Hm?
Wait… celestial-looking… Alpha…
Mama Feng: …
Papa Feng: …
Holy shit!!
Their son was not having an OO romance! That pretty boy was a fucking Alpha! Their son could actually go after Alphas now!!?
The two parents were dazed and swaying, as if hallucinating a loud bang in the sky, with their ancestors making a shining entrance.
A thunderclap on a clear day struck the ancestral tomb, and the tomb crackled with green smoke!
The two were so delighted they nearly covered their mouths, afraid that if they made a sound, all of this would turn out to be their dream—
“D-don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t panic.”
The trembling Papa Feng kept his face rigid and, in trembling mode, gripped his equally chattering wife, saying seriously: “Wife! Don’t let joy cloud your head! We are a prestigious household. What’s an Alpha? Don’t get excited. We still have to check his character. No need for family background—our family has money anyway.”
Mama Feng’s eyeballs were practically glued to their son and that A. Hearing this, she went “mm hm hm” and nodded blindly. Finally she got annoyed outright: “Oh, don’t delay me watching our son-in-law!”
Papa Feng said nothing.
Papa Feng merely followed along to look at their son-in-law.
But this look—no matter that it was just a look—the two actually discovered there was also a cute little Beta cub with soft, bristly hair in the cart.
And their son was even holding the child in his arms. With the two heads leaning together, it looked as if the child had been born by their son A-Yuan himself.
Mm, as if born by himself.
Born by himself.
Himself.
Mama Feng: …
Papa Feng: …
The two elders were dumbfounded.
Their minds were full of: ‘Who gave birth to this child? My son gave birth? This child is at least five years old, right? Calculating that way, my son gave birth at nineteen!?’
‘My son lived at school in his first year of university. Did he actually secretly get pregnant behind our backs and have the child with that A? Gave birth in the dorm?!’
Mama Feng nearly could not catch her breath: “M-my grandson? I-I-I, what should I do now?? Husband, my head is so dizzy…”
Papa Feng’s blood pressure was also spiking wave after wave, alternating joy and anger: “Don’t even mention you, wife. I’m dizzy too…”
“No more assessing…”
Mama Feng murmured, “I’m going to be a grandmother?” Then she turned to Papa Feng. “Husband, you’re the child’s grandfather now.”
That one phrase, “the child’s grandfather,” instantly restored Papa Feng’s HP.
What anger? That damned wild A actually got my son pregnant. My son was only a freshman five years ago. Even if he’s good-looking, that’s not okay.
But a voice in his heart chanted: But you’re going to be a grandfather.
Still not okay. How can this be? Do they think our Feng family can be treated so casually!
: But you’re going to be a grandfather.
No, no, I can’t let them off so easily. That Alpha must pay the price!
: But you’re going to be a grandfather.
Papa Feng: …
Papa Feng: …………
A few minutes later, Papa Feng, face glowing red, rushed over, spread his arms toward the cute, adorable Panpan, and shouted: “Eldest grandson, Grandpa is here!!”
Gong Ze: “…”
Mama Feng followed right behind, and under the strange gazes of passersby, happily shouted along: “Eldest grandson, Grandma is here!”
Feng Yuan: “…”
Feng Yuan froze. Seeing the two running over, his expression changed drastically: “Mom, Dad, why are you here!”
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